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Chapter 112: Chapter 108 Eagle Eye Vision_2
Seeing Fang Cheng’s intention to buy, Brother Hu continued his diligent sales pitch:
"But that’s just the price for a pure combat suit. As for the targeting system, radio, optical converters, and the like, we don’t sell those here."
Fang Cheng nodded slightly.
When purchasing a combat suit, what he valued most were the protective effects of the chest and facial areas.
As for other fanciful designs and matching equipment, they were simply unnecessary and unused.
After much thought and comparison with the relatively inexpensive clothing outside.
Fang Cheng thus made a decision.
It’s just 25,000 yuan, right? Bought!
Of course, a try-on was a must before finalizing the purchase.
Under Brother Hu’s guidance, Fang Cheng neatly put on the combat suit and donned the tactical mask.
Then he lifted his arms and legs, delivering several lightning-fast jabs into the air.
Next, "snap," he unleashed an extremely sharp whip kick.
Feeling that agility was hardly affected, he nodded in satisfaction.
Brother Hu, standing by and watching, had his pupils shrink in surprise.
His face changed slightly, and his service attitude became even more enthusiastic:
"Brother Fang, there’s a fitting mirror over there, you can check it out."
Standing in front of the mirror, Fang Cheng admired himself.
Donning this ensemble gave him a vaguely futuristic warrior’s sci-fi flair.
It also resembled the face-covering armor of ancient generals, completely obscuring the eyes and facial expressions, exuding an inexplicable sense of cold ruthlessness.
Afterward, he went outside to the counter and packed up the clothing and mask.
Fang Cheng took out the 20,000 yuan in cash he had brought.
Naturally, this was still far from enough.
But hidden in his bag were the spoils confiscated from the gang members he had killed.
Under Brother Hu’s astonished gaze, six different types of handguns were dumped onto the counter all at once.
These firearms were of standard models, too assorted in types, and the calibers of the bullets also varied.
Fang Cheng had no intention of hoarding them for his own use, preferring to exchange them all for cash.
After a careful inspection and stripping of the guns by Brother Hu, who appraised their depreciated individual prices.
A total quote of 10,300 yuan was offered in the end.
Fang Cheng agreed happily.
The combat suit, mask, magazines, and bullets together cost almost 28,000 yuan.
With one purchase and one sale, there was just over 2,000 yuan left in his bag.
Then, Fang Cheng looked hesitantly at the panel.
[Gun Skill lv1 (160/250)]
With another 90 Experience Points, Gun Skill could advance to the master level, further enhancing his own strength.
Unfortunately, he was now out of money.
Otherwise, he could have chosen to stay here and continue practicing shooting, breaking through the skill progression bar in one go before leaving.
While he pondered, Brother Hu’s considerate voice rang out again:
"Brother Fang, if you want to practice shooting, now is a good opportunity. There’s a discount promotion at the shooting range during off-peak times..."
Discounted gun practice in the middle of the night? 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
This was the first time Fang Cheng had heard of such a good deal, immediately reigniting his desire to practice his skills.
He arrived at a quiet shooting hall.
At this time, other than the duty staff, there were no other customers or shooting instructors around.
Fang Cheng stood alone at the shooting stand, put on the shooting glasses and headset, and picked up the training gun.
Staring at the target in front of him, his gaze firmed, and he calmed down.
"Begin practice..."
With that command sounding.
Whirring, the moving targets on the guide rails shuttled back and forth speedily.
"Bang bang bang—"
Gunfire erupted, bullets flew out in rapid succession, and the targets fell one after another.
It was near dawn, the sound of gunfire echoing in the empty shooting hall, as loud and thunderous as the noise of thunder.
A solitary figure ceaselessly crept, rolled, and leapt, performing various tactical maneuvers, aiming and firing the gun at different angles.
After about half an hour of gunfire.
The four rounds of moving target shooting practice ended.
Fang Cheng stopped in his tracks, slowly releasing his trigger finger.
His eyes sparkled slightly as he looked at the prompt information that appeared before him.
[Congratulations, through relentless effort, your skill has reached a new level and has attained the master level.]
[Gun Skill lv2 (0/500)]
[Awarded Enhancement Reward, Skill Effect "Eagle Eye Vision."]
[Eagle Eye Vision allows one to simulate the observation of eagle eyes in a highly focused state, enhancing vision distance, field of view range, and light sensitivity for a duration.]
Looking at the description of the Skill Effect, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but be a little surprised.
The Blade Technique skill had an effect that concealed one’s silhouette.
Now that his Gun Skill had advanced to the master level, he possessed a visual effect that even top-tier snipers would envy.
"Are they really steering me towards the path of an Assassin?"
At dawn’s break.
Fang Cheng walked out of the range, breathing in the cold air of the mountain and looking towards an incoming bus that picked up and dropped off gamblers.
After successfully leveling up from last night’s gun practice and coping through the night inside,
It was soon going to be daylight, time to leave.
Fang Cheng pulled out an old card painted with a six-pointed star egg from his inner pocket and silently thought:
"Hope you truly watch over both Wen Xin and me, and ensure our safe return..."
Then, he solemnly stashed the card back into his pocket, looked up, and walked towards the bus.
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A day passed in the blink of an eye.
In the twilight, birds streaked across the sky, a hint of pale orange halo spreading.
The city remained busy as usual, immersed in an atmosphere interwoven with noise and tranquility.
Fang Cheng stood atop a tall building, gazing at the distant scenery.
The wind tousled his forehead hair, and his eyes squinted slightly, as if currents of electricity flashed through his pupils.
Within his vision, a broad three-story building emerged with a clear outline.
