Kang Chen put the gun away, loaded it, aimed at the bullseye, and pulled the trigger. Several shots were fired, leaving more holes in the bullseye.
Jian Yi said, "I didn't expect that after you gave up the military for literature, your shooting skills would still be so sharp after all these years,"
Kang Chen put the gun down, took two cans of beer from the fridge, and tossed one to Jian Yi, "A gun is just a tool. Its nature depends on what you do with it. It's not like a cigarette. I think it's best for you to carry a gun; after all, it can protect you in critical moments, right?"
Jian Yi nodded, "I understand, but even without a gun, I can still protect her."
"Did you talk with Xunxun about staying in the Imperial City, what I mentioned to you during the day? Stay here, we're all here."
Jian Yi took a sip of beer. It was so cold that it nearly numbed his teeth.
