Chapter 580: Did he drink fake wine?

That night, Li Jun was still sitting at the wine table with the Social

Security Bureau’s people pushing the cup and changing the cup, and his eyes

looked at the phone from time to time, appearing absent-minded.

It was half past nine, think about it carefully, since they got married, Zong

Yue seemed to have never asked him when he would return home.

It may be alcohol. At this time, Li Jun had long forgotten that Zong Yue, who

was extremely sensible in front of him, never excessively interfered with his

work and life.

Knowing that he is busy, she always sits quietly at home and waits for him to

return, no matter how late.

Thinking of this, Li Jun's mood appeared a little unspeakable.

His cheeks were slightly drunk, and after another small glass of white wine,

he took the phone and slowly typed a few words and sent them to Zong Yue.

Li Jun: What are you doing?

Fifteen minutes later, WeChat messages arrived late.

Yue you feel at ease: I was taking a shower just now, what's wrong?

At this time, Zong Yue, who was in the Jingwan Villa, was sitting in the

living room wiping his hair with a confused expression.

This is the first time that Li Jun took the initiative to send her a WeChat

message. What happened to make him so abnormal.

Not only that, but the phone vibrated again, and Li Jun responded in seconds.

Zong Yue looked at the three words in disbelief with her mobile phone, and the

towels fell to the ground with fright.

She didn't believe that this was what Li Jun would say. The first reaction was

that his account number was hacked, or his phone was lost?

So Zong Yue didn't reply again, and directly dialed the phone to test the

truth.

And Li Jun, take it in seconds.

The earpiece was very noisy, and the chattering voice was deafening.

"Hello~ Brother Jun?" Zong Yue cautiously called.

Li Jun leaned on the back of the chair and pinched his eyebrows, his voice was

low, and his words were a little unclear. He wanted to drink too much, "Well,

why haven't you slept yet?"

Oh, it seems that the number has not been stolen, and the phone has not been

lost.

Zong Yue said that while waiting for him, Li Jun's complicated mood instantly

became clear.

The two chatted briefly. Zong Yue was worried about interrupting his

entertainment, and soon hung up.

At this moment, Li Jun looked at the screen with an inexplicable urge to

return.

He put his mobile phone in his pocket, took up the refilled white wine on the

table and drank it, then asked the assistant to help him cope with it, and

left the box on excuse.

In the living room of Jingwan Villa, Zong Yue also looked at the three words

in the WeChat chat box with her mobile phone, and couldn't recover for a long

time.

She was thinking, did Li Jun drink fake wine?

Those three words are-miss you.

...

The next day, the assessment of the second hall came as scheduled.

Li Qiao woke up after nine o'clock, nothing happened last night, and Shang Yu

became a man and did not act fiercely.

Today's shooting assessment starts at 10:30 in the morning.

In the living room, only He Chen sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs upright,

smoking a cigarette and waiting for her.

Seeing Li Qiao's figure, he waved the smoke in front of him, "Are you awake?

Your man temporarily went out to do something, and come back later."

Li Qiao said "Oh", and as soon as she sat down, Luo Yu brought breakfast over.

After dinner, less than ten o'clock, He Chen greeted Li Qiao to the apron.

Arriving in the dark hall, the shooting venue is ready, not indoors, but the

hilltop training field that Li Qiao had previously visited.

She raised her eyes when she stepped out of the escalator, and she was

surrounded by...

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows lightly, and without waiting for inquiries, He

Chen had already explained, "Look at the excitement."

It was really her honor.

At a glance, there are at least a hundred people.

He Chen put his hands in his trouser pockets, and heard everyone's greetings

wherever he went: "Ge Chen, Miss Li."

Li Qiao walked slowly across the road between the crowd. There were ten tables

in the middle, and ten white circles and red targets were 20 meters away.

At this time, a man wearing a white shirt and black trousers came over, nodded

to He Chen, and turned to look at Li Qiao nodding, "Hello, Miss Li, I am

Ertang Weilang."

The chief of the second hall, Wei Lang, is the cousin of Shang Zonghai's

confidant Wei Ang.

He looks about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and the palm of his hand is

covered with thin calluses.

The looks are not outstanding, and the temperament is quite cold.

Now, Li Qiao has met with the two branch hall masters and has a preliminary

judgment on them.

They are all ordinary people, but with extraordinary talents.

Li Qiao exchanged a few words with Wei Lang, and then he began to explain

today's assessment rules.

The first shooting, ten people with ten shots, two skills assessment, moving

target shooting and fixed-point shooting.

After each game, the player with the highest score wins.

In other words, Li Qiao needs to eliminate all the other nine people in the

two skill assessments in order to pass the first assessment.

The second assembly, ten people and ten guns, the same two skills, one-hand

assembly and blind assembly.

The difficulty can be said to be very big.

Wei Lang talked about the assessment rules and regulations very carefully,

which may have been a lesson for the past. He talked about it for ten minutes,

for fear of any important steps he would have left.

It was nearly half past ten, and Shang Yu hadn't come yet.

He Chen leaned against the training equipment, glanced around, and finally

stopped on Li Qiao's face, "Confident?"

"Yes." Li Qiao replied casually.

He Chen frivolously licked the corners of his lower lips, and tapped his toes

on the concrete floor lightly, "Tsk, can't you be humble?"

Li Qiao glanced at him, "Is it necessary?"

"Okay, brother and sister, keep it up." He Chen didn't know what he thought

of, his expression became more and more interesting.

Li Qiao may not be clear, the assessment content of the four branches of the

dark hall is also different.

In short, the more difficult you get to the back.

Because the most important forces in the dark hall are mostly distributed in

the third and fourth halls.

The two contents of the second class are already difficult, while the third

class will have three items and the fourth class will have four items.

Even he failed the last four assessments, and the difficulty was comparable to

perverted making things difficult.

At this time, there was a commotion in the direction of the escalator.

Li Qiao and He Chen looked back at the same time and saw Shang Yu walking up

slowly with his four assistants.

The moment the man appeared, the training ground was silent.

Everyone respectfully called "Hall Master".

He came to Li Qiao's face, with his thin lips slightly sideways, "Something

happened temporarily, I'm late."

Li Qiao looked at the four assistants behind him, tugging at the corners of

her mouth and smiling back, "It's not too late."

Wei Lang took a step forward at the right time, "Hall Master, everything is

ready, you can start the assessment at any time."

"Yeah." Shang Yu ordered in a deep voice, and then touched Li Qiao's cheek,

"Go."

Li Qiao turned her lips, and quickly stood at the target table.

There is a Beretta 92F on the table. Without the blessing of any scope, it

needs to hit a moving target 20 meters away.

Li Qiao picked it up and put a pad in her hand. The weight was still different

from that of the Desert Eagle.

As the other nine members took their place, there was a whisper among the

crowd: "Palace Master Wei is a famous 10-gun and 100-ring contestant, can Miss

Li work?"

"That's not good, look at the posture of Miss Li holding the gun, she looks

very skilled."

Hearing these words, Li Qiao glanced at her eyebrows, only to find that Wei

Lang was on the court in person, standing next to her.

6000

(End of this chapter)