Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

Shen Manwu put the word "Rong" on area No. 2, which means that the Baoshan Commercial District, which originally belonged to the Fugui Gang, will be owned by the Ronghua Gate.

"Everyone, the results of the second round have come out. Next, I will draw the territory corresponding to the third round. Please stay tuned."

Shen Manwu turned the turntable gently, and for the first time the pointer pointed to site No. 3. Sites that already had owners could not participate in the election.

After Shen Manwu briefly explained, he turned the turntable again, and this time the pointer pointed to the area——

No. 5, New World Street.

Seeing this result, Qin Guangsheng and Rong Xianyi both looked at each other's expressions subconsciously. The moment their eyes met, there seemed to be an invisible murderous intent.

New World Street, as a newly constructed boundary, has immeasurable commercial value.

Because the Fugui Gang obtained this land in the last distribution meeting, after the successful construction of New World Street, the benefits they derived from it were more than the other two sites combined.

Because this place is not only a gold-selling cave for rich people, but also a gathering place for smokers.

But, it just so happens that this territory corresponds to a gun game!

Qin Guangsheng's eyes were sharp, and his eagle eyes fell on Shen Manwu. The latter smiled slightly and avoided his gaze.

Chen Ziqian vaguely discerned something from the confrontation between Rong Xianyi and Qin Guangsheng. He looked sideways at Lin Shuyang, who was still silent, with a complicated expression in his eyes.

At this time, Chang Yu and Uncle Dao walked back to the high platform together.

Chang Yu leaned over and reported quietly in Rong Xianyi's ear: "Brother Yi, there is news from Rong Mansion that the person who broke into the study has been caught, but before he could be interrogated, he took poison and committed suicide. However, as expected, it was like this As Brother Yi expected, that person is Japanese."

Rong Xianyi's expression was indifferent, as if he had expected this result, "Well, I understand, my mother was not frightened."

"No, Mrs. Rong went out to play mahjong with others and is not in the house."

"Well, some people will be unable to sit still next."

Just as he was talking, someone on the opposite side whispered a few words to Okada Kawaichi and then left quietly.

After hearing the news, Okadachuan glanced at Rong Xianyi unconsciously, and unexpectedly met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

That kind of penetrating gaze shocked Okadagawa Yi. He hurriedly looked away, as if if he continued to look, everything he was thinking would be seen through by the other party.

On the racecourse, two shooting targets had been set up a long time ago. What was different from usual was that the positions of the two shooting targets were opposite, with a distance of about a hundred meters between them.

At this time, two half-person-high sacks were piled up in the middle of the shooting target, about two meters long.

"As you can see, the gun game not only involves a competition of who can hit the center ring more times, but also avoids the opponent's attacks during the game. These sacks are barriers for evasion. The game time is limited to half an hour. No more shots will be allowed once the time is up.”

After saying that, Shen Manwu emphasized again, "Let me remind you once again that once the competition starts, it doesn't matter life or death!"

"Contestants in the gun round are asked to go to the field outside the door to prepare. The game will start in ten minutes."

Soon, the Fuguimen contestant walked between the shooting target and the barrier. He twisted his neck a few times and clenched his fists.

The sound of "click, click, click" echoed in the center of the racecourse.

Unfortunately, the audience was too far away, and only he could hear the sound.

However, the contestants from the Ronghua Sect have not yet appeared.

"It's been a few minutes, why haven't the contestants from the Ronghua Sect shown up yet?"

"I don't know, what's going on?"

At this time, Zhao Yin, who had previously mocked the Ronghua Sect, spoke again, "The person standing on the field now is Deng Yingwu, a sharpshooter who is known as a perfect shot. In my opinion, the Ronghua Sect is scared!"

"Deng Yingwu, he is Deng Yingwu. It is said that he was once a popular figure around Marshal Yuan. His marksmanship was amazing!"

"With him here, I don't think Ronghua Sect has much chance of winning this round."

Chaoyin sneered and raised his voice deliberately, "I said, ten minutes are about to come. Do you Ronghua Sect still compete? If you don't compete, just admit defeat. It's not the first time anyway, hahaha Ha ha!"

"If there is one, there are two. Maybe the Ronghua Sect is really planning to admit defeat!"

"This is really the biggest joke in the history of the division meeting, hahahaha!"

"..."

"Brother Yi, let me go in this game!" Chang Yu listened to the discussion below and finally couldn't help but speak again.

But Rong Xianyi just looked at Lin Shuyang gently and did not answer Chang Yu's words.

Seeing this, Chang Yu stepped forward directly, blocking Rong Xianyi's sight, "Brother Yi, when did this happen? We can't give up on New World Street. Since the Fugui Gang has invited Deng Yingwu to compete, this round will count." Even if Lin Shuyang doesn't get into trouble, he may not be able to win, so let me go, even if my shooting skills may not be as good as his, I'm still sure of killing him!"

Chang Yu's words are actually correct. Judging from the past gun games in the division meeting, the key to this round is to see who can kill the other party first. Otherwise, no one will have a chance when the other party is still alive. Hit the center ring.

Even if Lin Shuyang appears here intact at this moment, can he really do it?

Rong Xianyi suddenly felt lucky that Lin Shuyang was in a comatose state at the moment, so he didn't have to do such dangerous things.

"Chang Yu, you should know that no matter whether we win or lose in this game, it is actually the same to us."

"It's different! Brother Yi, winning or losing is different from giving up!"

Against Deng Yingwu, even if they lost, they at least tried their best, but if they gave up directly, then as Zhao Yin said, Ronghua goalkeeper would become the biggest joke in the history of the match.

It’s not that Rong Xianyi doesn’t understand this truth.

His brows turned cold, "I told you, the candidates for the gun department will not change!"

"But Lin Shuyang is now..."

Chang Yu wanted to say something more, but suddenly a calm and indifferent voice came from behind him, "I'll go, I'll go in this game as promised."

Chang Yu was stunned when he heard this voice.

Rong Xianyi saw a figure coming out from behind Chang Yu, just like he saw a head emerging from the sofa one morning before.

So natural, so... heartwarming.

His eyes trembled slightly, and his voice trembled a little.

But after he deliberately concealed it, there was almost no flaw. He heard himself say: "You finally woke up, Lin Shuyang."

He said the last three words very softly, for fear that if he said them too hard, the other person would disappear.

Be careful and careful.

Lin Shuyang nodded slightly, "Yes."

After responding to Rong Xianyi, he took two steps forward, walked directly in front of Rong Xianyi, and then bent down.

He took a pistol from Rong Xianyi's waist with ease and said, "Lend me your gun."

As he said that, he put his other hand into his pants pocket, but Rong Xianyi grabbed his wrist halfway.