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Chapter 111: Chapter 108: Eagle Eye Vision
It was deep into the night, with a scarce moon and stars.
At the foot of West Mountain, the underground shooting range of East City Association.
Having visited this place once before, Fang Cheng confidently walked into the hidden gun shop.
A tall and burly man with muscular build was tidying up the shelves.
It seemed he was about to close up shop for the night.
"Brother Hu."
Upon entering, Fang Cheng took the initiative to greet him.
"Eh, it’s you, kid."
The burly shop assistant turned around, his eyes showing a hint of surprise: "You’re coming so late, is Ma Donghe not with you?"
Fang Cheng nodded and walked over to the shelves.
Having been introduced by Ma Donghe last time, both were aware of each other’s names, so they were already acquainted.
His gaze swept over an array of guns and then moved to the ammunition section.
He then spoke up:
"I need 5 magazines of 7.62mm caliber and 50 bullets, do you have them in stock?"
Upon hearing this, Brother Hu immediately replied:
"Yes, this kind of standard stock, how could I possibly run out..."
While speaking, a ringtone from a cell phone interrupted.
"Wait a moment, I need to take a call."
Brother Hu grabbed the mobile phone from the counter and put it to his ear briefly.
After glancing at Fang Cheng, he turned and walked into the back room, seemingly with confidential gang business to discuss.
Fang Cheng had no interest in eavesdropping on others’ private affairs.
His eyes were fixed solely on the weapons and equipment on the shelves, calculating how to spend the money in his hand.
His gaze first fell upon the firearms.
As Ma Donghe said, to avoid major trouble, it was not possible here to sell heavy weapons like machine guns or rocket launchers.
As for rifles, although much more powerful than handguns, their price was also significantly higher.
Some good-quality classic models had a starting price of at least 10,000 yuan, some beyond Fang Cheng’s budget.
Moreover, there was an extremely critical issue, which was how inconvenient it was to carry rifles around, likely attracting unwanted attention.
Even if gang members bought rifles secretly, they would just hide them at home for self-defense.
They certainly wouldn’t walk the streets with rifles in hand, picking fights.
That wouldn’t be gang behavior, that would be banditry.
Fang Cheng then took another look at the various models of handguns.
He felt the power was not much different from the Black Magic he owned, which wouldn’t significantly increase his combat capability.
Eventually, Fang Cheng’s gaze settled on the apparel section, particularly on a special forces Combat Suit.
This was the primary reason he made the special trip to West Mountain.
Even though Ma Donghe said this suit was a castrated version with mediocre Bullet-Proof effectiveness,
it was always better to have it than not, should one be caught in a firefight.
And considering Fang Cheng’s current physical condition and muscle strength, as long as he wasn’t shot in the head, throat, heart, or below the abdomen, severe injury shouldn’t occur.
An extra layer of protection was like having half an extra life.
"Are you looking to buy a Bullet-Proof vest?"
Brother Hu unexpectedly came out of the back room, saw Fang Cheng eyeing the Combat Suit, and asked.
Then he repeated the same sales pitch he had used before.
Seeing Fang Cheng remaining silent, he added mysteriously,
"If you want something better, I actually have a set of stock that’s been here a while. It looks like it’ll fit your size well, I can give you a slightly better deal on the price. Want to take a look?"
Fang Cheng had not responded right away, as he was trying to negotiate a lower price.
Hearing Brother Hu’s offer now, he couldn’t help but feel an extra bit of interest.
A small storage room in the back was opened.
Following Brother Hu inside, Fang Cheng looked in the direction he pointed.
He saw a Combat Suit displayed on a mannequin, immediately drawing his attention.
The suit was entirely black, with practically no reflection of light.
If one carefully observed the fabric, it even gave off a subtle python scale-like texture.
Bullet-Proof Armor adorned the chest area, propped up like an exoskeleton, giving it a particularly stylish appearance.
"The biggest value of this Combat Suit lies in its fabric, which uses the latest military research, featuring anti-cut, Fireproof, insect repellent qualities, and it can evade infrared imaging at night."
"The vest and chest area are equipped with high-strength Bullet-Proof Fiber Plates, with the only weaknesses being the armpits and the lower abdomen."
"While ensuring maximum protection, it keeps wear as comfortable as possible—you know, too much armor would only hinder mobility."
"The helmet also uses high-strength Bullet-Proof Fiber Material capable of resisting a degree of explosive force and heavy pressure."
"The eyewear is made from a resin material, offering high transparency, impact resistance, and good optical performance to provide a clear view and protection for the eyes from external harm..."
Brother Hu detailed every feature and design element of the suit as if it were the most amazing thing in the world.
Fang Cheng nodded as if he understood, though couldn’t shake off the feeling that Brother Hu’s service attitude seemed to have suddenly become much more enthusiastic.
However, Fang Cheng found himself actually quite liking the design of the Combat Suit.
The all black fabric, the infrared evasion effect, everything fit his needs perfectly.
Especially the tactical mask.
It wasn’t one of those oversized helmets; it was just a bit larger than a head size and skull-shaped.
After pulling down the goggles, it would cover up all the relatively vulnerable parts of the face, resembling a sinister black-faced ghost.
"How much?"
Fang Cheng, intrigued by the suit’s features, asked about the price.
"25,000 yuan,"
Brother Hu quoted the price.
Fang Cheng paused, not sure whether to find the price cheap or too expensive.
"Opportunities like this are rare, miss this chance and there won’t be another shop like it."
