Feng Boss stood up and took out a pistol from his waist.
It was an old revolver that looked a little worse than the platoon leader Xiao Fan's.
He handed the gun to someone, then walked out of the private room and came to the lobby.
He stood at one end of the lobby against the wall, and let the one with the gun stand at the other end, with about thirty meters between them.
The people in the lobby also excitedly stood up and stood on both sides of the lobby, wanting to see Feng Boss's performance.
Not only them, but even the woman who had just gone downstairs and several little brothers downstairs ran up to watch when they heard the sound.
Feng Boss said arrogantly to the one with the gun: "Shoot at me."
"Boss Feng, isn't this too dangerous?"
"Less nonsense, I told you to shoot, just shoot. I'm in a good mood today to show you guys. After this village, there won't be another chance."
The one with the gun gritted his teeth: "Okay then, everyone applaud and cheer Boss Feng on."
There was a roar of applause around him, and the atmosphere was very warm.
The one with the gun raised his gun to aim, and Feng Boss still said: "You are not allowed to deliberately miss, the bullets will leave marks on the wall. If you miss, see how I'll deal with you."
"Okay, I'll count to three and shoot."
"Come on!"
"One.....two.....three.....bang!"
The gun fired. At such a close distance, it reached the target almost instantly.
But Feng Boss moved his body to the side with lightning speed!
People could clearly see the bullet hit Feng Boss's original standing position, leaving a cluster of sparks.
But Feng Boss was completely unharmed!
This stunned everyone, and it took them quite a while before thunderous applause sounded in the lobby again.
Feng Boss had a smug look on his red face as he kept waving his hand: "Keep it down, keep it down. If the sound attracts too many zombies, it won't be good."
When he returned to the one with the gun and took back his own revolver, the dishes prepared downstairs were also ready, laid out for feasting in the private room, and people began to eat and drink in large amounts.
During the drinking, no matter how others asked about the origin of Feng Boss's skills, he prudently kept his mouth shut.
This was his secret. He didn't know how many people knew about this secret in this world, but he still hoped that the fewer people knew about it the better. How could he still be the boss if everyone had such skills?
He was far from having enough of being the local emperor in Yanshan Town.
But what he didn't know was that everything that happened indoors was seen clearly by a pair of eyes outside the window.
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Outside the wall of the restaurant, Xu Qiang slid down a rope, clinging tightly to the wall like a gecko.
Although there were curtains covering the windows, there were still narrow gaps at the very top that Xu Qiang could look through to see everything inside the room.
What he saw, Xiao Fan, who shared vision with him, also saw.
Since Xu Qiang arrived at the restaurant, Xiao Fan had been sharing vision with him. He not only saw Feng Boss's performance, but also saw the person he most wanted to find, his father Xiao Zhenyuan.
His father was not abused, but he looked very depressed, concentrating on grinding tofu on the first floor.
It was probably also thanks to this skill that Feng Boss and his men valued him relatively more and let him grind tofu here, which also improved their diet.
However, many other people without skills did not have the same treatment as his father. Many people had been beaten to varying degrees.
People were already used to equality in the past society. Now, suddenly going back to a slave society, some people couldn't accept it. The whole first floor lobby was filled with a mood of despair.
Since his father was still safe, Xiao Fan was somewhat relieved.
As long as he rescued his father and took him home, half of his goal of coming back would be achieved.
In addition, Xiao Fan also saw some familiar faces here. After all, he grew up here and knew quite a few fellow villagers.
For example, Feng Boss's woman was his high school classmate Ma Xiaoting.
After the college entrance examination, classmates went their separate ways. He knew Ma Xiaoting didn't score well, but he didn't expect that Ma Xiaoting was now with this Feng Boss.
People have their own ambitions, and he couldn't force her. As long as she didn't hinder his own affairs, Xiao Fan didn't care.
As for Feng Boss's skills, Xiao Fan was also a little surprised. He always felt that Feng Boss's movements seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on where he had seen them.
He was still somewhat wary of Feng Boss's ability to dodge bullets, wondering if he could dodge all bullets or just some slower ones.
Since he had found his father and he was temporarily safe, Xiao Fan didn't rush over immediately, but patiently waited here for the construction of the tank factory to be completed.
About an hour later, the tank factory was finally built.
Every time the system generated a new building, new troops would appear. Xiao Fan immediately checked.
First, the tank factory was built. The next building was radar.
The radar cost 3,000. One could imagine that its function must be much more powerful than the small radar that came with the current power plant.
Xiao Fan first opened the vehicle page this time.
Since it was a tank factory, the unlocked troops should be tanks first.
After opening it, Xiao Fan did see new troop types as expected.
He remembered that in the game, the tank factory produced mining trucks first, but he didn't have a mine now, so there was no such vehicle. Instead, there were two new vehicles.
[Changjiang Three-Wheeled Motorcycle: Price 500 gold, 3 crew members, can mount machine guns.]
[VP22 Wheeled Armored Personnel Carrier: Price 3,000 gold. 2 crew members in driver's cab, 16 personnel in cargo compartment. Fully armored to withstand firearms and small caliber artillery attacks. Equipped with bulletproof glass and anti-mine armor plate on bottom. Has 16 shooting ports that occupants inside can adjust angle to fire out.]
Xiao Fan already had the three-wheeled motorcycle - it was his platoon leader's vehicle. Although the vehicle was lightweight and flexible, its practicality in a zombie infested environment was not strong.
The armored personnel carrier made Xiao Fan drool. Just the mighty shape in the picture looked very cool. If this thing came out, it would definitely be a moving fortress!
It's just that the 3,000 gold price tag gave Xiao Fan pause, making him realize how poor he was.
Somewhat regretfully closing the vehicle page, he randomly tapped open the soldier page and suddenly found that there was another new troop type.
[Sniper: Price 500 gold!]
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
