“This silly girl…”
As Ao Ming hugged him, wanting to block the bullet for him, Lu Yan felt a warmth in his heart, as if he hadn't heard the gunshot.
As the saying goes, seven steps away, a gun is fast; within seven steps, a gun is both fast and accurate.
However.
This only applies to ordinary people.
For a martial arts master like Lu Yan, it wouldn't necessarily hold true.
In fact.
When Lu Yan looked at Ao Ming, he saw someone behind him raising a gun from the reflection of Ao Ming's glasses, trying to shoot him.
Only.
Lu Yan never imagined that Ao Ming would be so sweet, choosing to sacrifice herself to block the bullet.
He knew Ao Ming had a small pistol on her waist.
She could have shot the other person, but she chose to block the bullet instead.
It could only be said that Ao Ming had completely lost her cold indifference as a killer at this moment.
Lu Yan, however, remained calm.
The moment he heard the gunshot, Lu Yan raised his hand, his profound Nine Yang True Qi condensing in his palm.
“Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Regretful Flying Dragon!”
True Qi surged through Lu Yan's palm, accompanied by a dragon's roar, transforming into a dragon's head and charging towards a bullet only a few centimeters away from his palm.
The bullet, which had been flying at high speed, suddenly seemed to come to a standstill, locked in place by the Nine Yang True Qi.
Lu Yan knew he could only hold it for a moment.
He wasn't yet at the Xian Tian Jing (Primordial Realm) level.
With a twist of his wrist, he slapped the side of the bullet.
“Bang!”
The bullet, which was originally heading for Ao Ming's shoulder, flew towards the entrance of the shooting range, making a loud bang as it hit the door frame, leaving a shallow bullet hole.
“What?!”
The man was stunned, like he'd seen a ghost. Someone had actually slapped away a bullet.
Just as the man was about to fire a second shot, “bang,” a bullet pierced through his brow.
Lu Yan casually grabbed the pistol on Ao Ming's waist and shot the man in the first instance.
Footsteps echoed.
The shooting range security personnel finally reacted, instantly surrounding the fallen man.
“Are you alright?”
Before Lu Yan could speak, Ao Ming released him and asked worriedly.
“What could happen to me?”
Seeing Ao Ming's worried expression, her cold face filled with concern, Lu Yan felt warmth in his heart again. He said, “Don't be so foolish next time, I saw it long ago.”
He pointed to Ao Ming's glasses and said, “I could see it.”
Ao Ming instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
She knew she had been too nervous and acted out of line. She had also lost her composure. She regained her cold face and said nothing more.
“Hide it!”
Lu Yan stuffed the pistol into Ao Ming's hand and walked towards the man who had been shot.
Ao Ming was surprised again. She didn't expect Lu Yan to know she had a pistol on her waist, but she didn't think much of it.
So what if he touched it? He had touched it before, just not consciously.
“Yeah, he's so careful, he wouldn't have missed it…”
Ao Ming realized that she didn't understand Lu Yan enough, or perhaps she didn't trust his abilities like Song Xiao Hui.
Someone with enough attention to detail could have noticed it, not just from the glasses, but even from Ao Ming's pupils, since she had already seen the other person.
Lu Yan walked over, glanced at the fallen man, dead as a doornail.
“South Monkey’s…”
Lu Yan looked at the fallen man's arm. There was a familiar tattoo, and he instantly realized something.
“Who is he?”
Ao Ming regained her usual coldness and walked to Lu Yan's side, curiously asking.
“He must be here for revenge for those South Monkeys…”
Lu Yan explained.
“Then you should be more careful from now on.”
Ao Ming knew this kind of revenge could be very troublesome.
There were too many South Monkeys in Hong Kong, and many of them were deserters who knew how to use guns.
“I will.”
Lu Yan nodded and said, “Thank you.”
He was truly grateful to Ao Ming.
“What's there to thank me for? You can handle it yourself.”
Ao Ming turned her head away, not looking into Lu Yan's eyes.
“Come on, let me treat you.”
Lu Yan said, “But before that, we have to go to the police station.”
After all, there was a murder. Making a statement was unavoidable.
They were acting in self-defense, so they wouldn't have any trouble.
As expected.
When Lu Yan and Ao Ming came out of the police station, it was already past eight o'clock.
“Come on, let's get something to eat.”
Lu Yan called out.
Ao Ming looked at Lu Yan's back, feeling a bit envious. Going to the police station was like going home to him, such people were rare.
Then, Ao Ming followed behind.
“What do you want to eat?”
Lu Yan asked.
“Let's go to a street food stall.”
Ao Ming said.
“Street food stall?”
Lu Yan looked at Ao Ming, surprised.
Shouldn't she make Lu Yan bleed a little at this time?
How could he bleed her dry at a street food stall?
“You don't like it?”
Ao Ming asked.
“Come on, let's go to a street food stall.”
Lu Yan said.
So.
The two of them walked side by side towards a street food stall not far from the police station.
At this time, the street food stall was very busy.
“How many?”
As Lu Yan stood by a table on the side of the road, a waiter walked over.
“Two.”
Lu Yan said.
“Okay, here's the menu.”
After saying that, the waiter turned and left.
It was a table for four, but it was perfect for two.
Lu Yan and Ao Ming sat facing each other.
Soon, Lu Yan had scalded the chopsticks and bowls, and he also scalded Ao Ming's chopsticks and bowl.
“Thanks.”
Ao Ming smiled slightly, looking like a happy little wife.
The reason she wanted to go to a street food stall was very simple: she had never been to one with a guy.
For some reason, Ao Ming wanted to have a street food stall meal with Lu Yan now.
“What would you like to eat?”
Lu Yan handed the menu to Ao Ming.
“You choose, I don't eat much.”
Ao Ming said.
As a killer, she rarely went to crowded places, especially places like street food stalls.
“Okay, I'll decide.”
Lu Yan didn't object and ordered a few Hong Kong-style late-night snacks.
By the time they had finished eating, it was already past nine o'clock.
“Lu Yan, can you accompany me to watch a movie?”
After leaving the street food stall, Ao Ming saw a cinema nearby and suggested.
“Want to watch a movie?”
Lu Yan turned to look at Ao Ming.
“Yeah, kind of.”
Ao Ming nodded.
“It seems like an action movie, let's go!”
Lu Yan glanced at the billboard of the cinema.
Ao Ming immediately followed.
He didn't know what day it was, but Ao Ming saw many couples. Although they were walking side by side, they felt out of place in this world.
“Boss, your girlfriend is so beautiful. Today is Qixi, buy a rose for your girlfriend?”
A little girl selling flowers came over.
“Qixi?”
Lu Yan and Ao Ming looked at each other.
“Thank you, Boss!”
The little girl selling flowers quickly left.
“Here.”
Lu Yan handed a rose to Ao Ming.
Ao Ming hesitated for a moment, then took the rose.
Although Ao Ming wasn't Lu Yan's woman, he didn't mind making her happy. After all, giving a flower wouldn't cost him a dime.
“The movie is about to start.”
Lu Yan called out and walked towards the ticket counter.
Ao Ming, holding the rose in one hand, took Lu Yan's hand with the other and followed behind.