Reborn in 2000: Starting from Pursuing the Pure High School Beauty Desk Mate Chapter 528 : Escort Them All Out

Chapter 528: Escort Them All Out

As both sides were about to start arguing, the young handso man called Brother Qing finally spoke up.

"Alright. Everyone quiet down."

The young man nicknad Hou-zi sauntered over lazily.

"Brother Qing, I really don't understand what's so fun about this place. Don't tell you're interested in the owner here too?"

"Yeah. What's so interesting about a grown man?"

"Besides, we've been here for so long, and this owner still hasn't shown his face."

"What kind of person is this? Putting on such airs, I've never encountered anyone who dared to be so pompous even at other high-end clubs I've been to."

"I say we should just go play sowhere else. This place is completely pointless."

Hearing her companions chattering, Tong Yao felt a bit irritated.

She wanted to explain a few things, but didn't know how to start.

Fortunately, Brother Qing put down his gun again and spoke with a smile.

"Alright. Stop deliberately opposing Yaoyao."

"This really isn't her fault, she just made a suggestion, and I, indeed, am quite interested in the owner of this place."

Hearing this, Tong Yao couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Brother Qing, have you heard of him before?"

Brother Qing shook his head with a smile.

"I hadn't heard of him before, but I have recently."

"Xiao Si, Hou-zi, don't be so resentful."

"You all co from rich and powerful families, at most you're just rich second generation kids. This guy is the sa age as you, maybe even younger, but he's a genuine rich first generation."

"What's so great about being rich first generation? It's just running a club, how much money could he have..."

"Yeah, one of Four-Eyes' family's gas stations probably makes more than him."

Brother Qing shook his head, realizing these guys born with silver spoons probably didn't understand the value of a self-made rich person in their twenties without any background.

Brother Qing decided to give them a lesson.

"No matter who it is, as long as they don't rely on their parents or background, and manage to reach this level in their twenties based on their own abilities, it already proves their capability."

"Such people, besides having their own abilities, often have foresight and extrely good luck."

Brother Qing looked at his companions and chuckled.

"You really think he only opened this one club? The news a few days ago was so widespread, it's clear you don't pay much attention. That Baidu..."

As he was saying this, the door of the shooting range was pushed open, and a young man walked in with a middle-aged man.

For a mont, everyone who was talking instinctively looked over.

There was nothing special about the young man, dressed in ordinary clothes. After entering, his gaze only swept over this area once before he silently walked towards one of the empty shooting positions.

The middle-aged man following him seed to be from the club.

Moreover, as soon as this person entered the hall, the two instructors and the manager in charge of the shooting range imdiately went to greet him.

Judging by their attitude and respectful expressions, this guy seed to have quite a background.

However, this made Hou-zi, Xiao Si, and the others even more dissatisfied.

"Damn. Are the people in this club looking down on us? Ignoring us and going to serve so greenhorn..."

"In my opinion, this club is nothing special..."

Brother Qing ignored their complaints and mockery, his gaze discreetly looking at Tong Yao beside him.

Seeing Tong Yao nod slightly, he smiled knowingly.

On the other side, Chen Fan naturally saw Tong Yao when he entered the hall, but seeing that she ca with friends, he didn't go over to greet her.

He brought Feng Pojun to find a quiet corner, then started changing equipnt to prepare for shooting practice.

For the first round, Chen Fan didn't really aim, shooting almost entirely based on feeling.

After finishing the round, only two shots hit the target.

Brother Qing, who had been secretly observing Chen Fan, curled his lips slightly, understanding that this guy probably didn't know much about shooting.

Over there, Chen Fan was still chatting with Feng Pojun, and they could barely hear phrases like "got impatient...", "hands aren't steady today..." and so on.

Then he started the second round. This ti Chen Fan's performance improved sowhat, at least two-thirds of the bullets hit the target.

Brother Qing stopped paying attention to Chen Fan and put on his noise-canceling earplugs, focusing on his own shooting.

Bang!

Bang!

His shooting motions were clearly more professional than Chen Fan's.

Moreover, the interval between each trigger pull and the next shot was the sa, very rhythmic.

After emptying a magazine, the target report ca back: all ten bullets hit the target, and he even scored two bullseyes.

On the other side, Chen Fan started his third round of shooting, and his performance was clearly much better than the previous two tis.

After finishing, Chen Fan handed the gun to Feng Pojun beside him, letting him demonstrate.

As soon as Feng Pojun took the gun, his entire deanor clearly changed.

Bang bang bang...

Feng Pojun's shooting rhythm was obviously faster, and he didn't even need to aim, shooting entirely by feel.

After finishing, the target report showed that all ten bullets scored nine rings or above.

Chen Fan gave a thumbs up.

"Aweso."

"Old Feng, staying by my side has been wasting your talent."

"With skills like this, why did you retire?"

Feng Pojun smiled a bit embarrassedly: "My skills weren't anything special in the army, and I was indeed getting older."

"Good shooters are trained with bullets. And in real combat, it's all about shooting instinct, the enemy won't give you ti to aim... Besides, shooting the head or chest or stomach doesn't make much difference, the goal is always to neutralize the enemy, to make them lose the ability to act."

Chen Fan nodded silently, feeling that these words made sense.

Brother Qing, who overheard this conversation from not far away, also quietly observed Feng Pojun and said in a low voice.

"He's definitely from the military."

Tong Yao stood nearby, curiously watching this scene.

She was a bit confused. Since Brother Qing had accepted her suggestion and was willing to co see Chen Fan, it ant he was interested in Chen Fan.

Given Brother Qing's background, people he wasn't interested in couldn't even enter his circle.

But why, now that Chen Fan had appeared, wasn't Brother Qing taking any action?

Just as Tong Yao was hesitating whether to go over and greet Chen Fan herself, and possibly introduce them to each other, Hou-zi, Xiao Si, and the others started causing trouble again.

These guys weren't interested in shooting, sitting in the rest area eating and drinking, talking loudly and chatting.

A female employee from the shooting range went over to politely ask them to be quiet and not disturb other mbers.

But these guys didn't care at all, instead joking and laughing with the staff mber.

Tong Yao frowned, about to go over and stop them, but Chen Fan, who was chatting with Feng Pojun, also noticed this scene.

Chen Fan's brows imdiately furrowed, and he instructed Feng Pojun expressionlessly.

"Escort them all out, we don't welco such guests here."