Chapter Twenty-Four: Brilliant Gunfire

  Back home, Su Yanni and Cao Ziyi were playing Mario Kart. Seeing the two enter, Su Yanni said: "The food is in the kitchen, go eat by yourself." Then she ignored Zhao Tiezhu again.

  Zhao Tiezhu and Li Ling'er swept away the remaining dishes and rice, each returning to their room. Zhao Tiezhu opened his computer, logged onto QQ, and an avatar immediately flashed. Zhao Tiezhu clicked on the avatar, and a message popped up.

  "Brother Tiezhu, the $1.3 billion you invested last time has all been recovered, and this investment yielded a profit of $70 million. Brother Tiezhu, please take a look."

  Zhao Tiezhu smiled, during his time as a hitman, he had amassed a huge fortune. Part of it was squandered by himself, while another part, combined with some of Lei Zi's money, was handed over to a friend known as the investment genius Jack for management.

  Jack indeed lives up to his reputation as an investment genius, earning a profit of $70 million in just a few months with Zhao Tiezhu's initial investment of $1.3 billion, a return on investment that would make some so-called investment experts pale in comparison.

  "Thanks, Jack. I'll have to trouble you again to help me manage those funds." Zhao Tiejun replied.

  "Brother Tiezhu, if you hadn't saved me back then, I wouldn't be here today. Between us, no need to thank each other. I'll help you take care of that money." Jack replied. Zhao Tiezhu smiled slightly, closed QQ and made a call to Lei Zi. Lei Zi seemed to have just woken up, yawning and asked: "Brother Tiezhu, what's up?"

  "Jack's money is back," said Tiezhu. "We made $70 million, half each, I'll transfer it to your card later."

  "Is it because of this? You deal with it yourself, I'm going to sleep some more."

  After hanging up the phone, Zhao Tiezhu transferred $35 million directly to Lei Zi's account abroad, and then transferred $34 million to another account. He kept $1 million for himself. Zhao Tiezhu thought that now he had money, if he didn't spend a little, it would be a waste of those dollars.

  Zhao Tiezhu thought of buying a car since he had to take a taxi to school every day.

  At this time, Li Ling'er walked in and saw Zhao Tiezhu looking at cars online. She asked: "Brother Tiezhu wants to buy a car?"

  "Yes, I don't know much about cars and don't know what kind of car is good to buy."

  "Buy a BMW Mercedes-Benz or something, so many nouveau riche." Li Ling'er laughed.

  "I'm no nouveau riche, I just live a comfortable life."

  "Why don't we just buy a QQ then? As the saying goes, live in the best house and drive the worst car."

  "Hmm, I think it's okay, let's buy a QQ then."

  "Brother Tiezhu, you really have a lot of money... Why don't you support me instead?" Li Ling'er said with blinking eyes.

  "I was thinking of it, but I'm afraid your dad won't agree." Zhao Tiezhu lay down on the bed and smiled.

  "Brother Tiezhu, after buying this car, you must send Ling'er to school."

  "No problem."

  The military training went on day by day, Li Ling'er's snow-white skin gradually turned into a wheat color, and her physical fitness improved unconsciously.

  This morning, Niu Meng gathered the team and said: "Today we will go to the shooting range of my unit for target practice." As soon as he finished speaking, cheers erupted from below. After all, in Shen Zhou, firearms are strictly controlled, and ordinary people have no chance to come into contact with firearms throughout their lives. This time, they had the opportunity to shoot, and it was naturally exciting.

  "Not just us today, all freshmen will go to the shooting range for training. After the training is over, there will be a shooting competition. I hope you won't embarrass me at that time."

  "Yes." The crowd of freshmen replied in unison.

  How long has it been since I last held a gun? It seems like I haven't touched one since leaving the battlefield in Africa. I wonder if my hands still have the same feel for it. Zhao Tiezhu muttered to himself.

  Niu Meng took the newcomers onto a big bus and headed towards the shooting range.

  Everyone on the bus was abnormally excited and made a loud noise all the way to the shooting range.

  Everyone got off the bus, and Niu Meng led the team to a shooting range. He picked up a gun from the side and said: "This is our country's self-produced 81 rifle, with an overall length of 950mm, a barrel length of 44mm, a muzzle velocity of 720m/s, and uses bullets. This is the gun you will practice shooting next. Now I'll demonstrate how to shoot."

  Zhao Tiezhu looked around bored, and in another shooting range, there were bursts of gunfire, which made Zhao Tiezhu's heart heat up involuntarily.

  "Alright, now take turns practicing in groups of ten. Demonstrate the action and explain the key points, Niu Meng gestured for everyone to practice on their own."

  Bang bang bang, the gunshots rang out, but the results were not very good, which made Niu Meng shake his head in disappointment.

  It was Zhao Tiezhu's turn now. Zhao Tiezhu lay on the ground, with the rifle stock resting on his shoulder, focusing intently on the distant target. Niu Meng looked at Zhao Tiezhu with a serious expression, and Zhao Tiezhu's posture was the most standard shooting posture. His spirit seemed to be concentrated on the distant target in an instant. Bang! The gun fired. On the electronic display screen next to him, a 9.5 appeared.

  9.5 points. Niu Meng was shocked, this score was already very good, even surpassing many soldiers, what's the background of this person? Niu Meng pondered for a moment.

  Zhao Tiezhu sighed and indeed took a step back, in the past, Zhao Tiezhu had never shot outside of 9.8 rings, it's just that he hadn't fired a gun for a long time, both his feel and accuracy had declined slightly.

  "Niu Meng, how's your team's training going?" asked an instructor who walked over from the adjacent team.

  "It's okay, there are a few good ones, how about you?" Niu Meng asked.

  "There's a freak in my team, the first shot was 9.7 ring, and the next three shots were all above 9.8 ring, isn't that awesome?" The instructor said proudly.

  "It's really awesome, which one is it?" Niu Meng asked.

  The instructor pointed to a young man with a cold expression and said, "That's the one. His name is Liu Xing. I think he'll be the champion in this shooting competition."

  Niu Meng slightly shook his head, "That's not necessarily true." Then he glanced at Zhao Tiezhu. The instructor who didn't believe him shook his head and returned to the team he was leading.

  "Bang." Another gunshot sounded, and Zhao Tiezhu fired his second shot.

  9.8 ring! Niu Meng stared at the electronic display in shock, and indeed it was 9.8 ring!

  "Have you ever fired a gun before?" Niu Meng asked Zhao Tiezhu.

  "It's okay. I've encountered it when I was abroad." Zhao Tiezhu said as he stood up.

  "Ah, I see." Niu Meng nodded, and Zhao Tiezhu turned back to the team without another word. The surrounding classmates looked at him with some surprise, after all, up until now, only Zhao Tiezhu had been able to hit 9 dan or above. Some of the girls' eyes also showed a hint of fervor. Zhao Tiezhu stood with his arms crossed, his expression cold and stern.

  Li Ling'er disdainfully said in a low voice: "Again, you're starting to show off."