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Late at night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

At the foot of West Mountain, in the East City Association's underground shooting range.

Having been here once before, Fang Cheng walked into the hidden shop selling firearms with practiced ease.

A tall and sturdy man with bulging muscles was organizing the shelves.

It seemed he was about to prepare to close up shop and rest.

"Brother Hu."

Fang Cheng took the initiative to greet him as soon as he entered.

He scanned the dazzling array of guns, then looked at the ammunition area.

Then he said:

"I want five 7.62mm caliber magazines and 50 rounds of ammunition. Do you have them in stock?"

Brother Hu replied immediately upon hearing this:

"Yes, this is a regular item. How could I possibly be out of stock..."

As he spoke, a cell phone rang.

"Wait a minute, I'll take this call first."

Brother Hu picked up the phone on the counter, held it to his ear, and listened for a moment.

Then he glanced at Fang Cheng, turned, and walked into the back room, seemingly to discuss some gang secrets.

Fang Cheng had no interest in eavesdropping on other people's private affairs.

His eyes were only fixed on the weapons and equipment on the shelves, calculating how to spend the money he had on hand.

His gaze first fell on the firearms.

Ma Donghe had said that in order to avoid too much trouble, heavy weapons such as machine guns and rocket launchers could not be sold here.

As for rifles, although their power was much greater than that of pistols, the price was correspondingly much higher.

Some well-performing classic models cost at least ten thousand yuan, which was somewhat beyond Fang Cheng's budget.

And there was also a crucial problem: they were inconvenient to carry and easily attracted attention.

Even if gangsters secretly bought rifles, they would only hide them at home as a means of defense.

They wouldn't run into the street with rifles and start fighting.

That wouldn't be gangsters, but violent bandits.

Fang Cheng then looked at the various pistol models again.

He felt that their power was not much different from the Black Devil in his hand, and buying them would not improve his combat effectiveness much.

Finally, Fang Cheng's gaze fell on the clothing area, on a set of special forces combat uniforms.

This was the main reason why he had made a special trip to West Mountain.

Although Ma Donghe said that this suit was a castrated version and its bulletproof effect was very average.

But if he was caught in a gunfight in the future, having it was better than not having it.

Moreover, judging from Fang Cheng's current physical fitness and muscle strength, as long as he wasn't hit in the head, throat, heart, or lower abdomen, it shouldn't cause serious injury.

Having this extra layer of protection was equivalent to having half a life more.

"Are you thinking of buying a bulletproof vest?"

Brother Hu didn't know when he had come out of the back room. Seeing Fang Cheng staring at the combat uniform, he asked.

Then, he repeated the same sales pitch as before.

Seeing that Fang Cheng didn't respond for a long time, he then said somewhat mysteriously:

"If you want something better, I actually have a set of goods that have been backlogged for a long time. I think your figure is quite suitable. The price can be slightly negotiable. Do you want to take a look?"

Fang Cheng wasn't in a hurry to express his opinion just now, just wanting to try to lower the price.

Now hearing him say this, he couldn't help but feel some extra interest.

A very small warehouse in the back room was opened.

Following Brother Hu inside, following the direction of his finger.

Fang Cheng saw a set of combat uniforms worn on a mannequin, and his eyes were instantly attracted to it.

This suit was all black, with almost no reflection of light.

If you looked closely at the fabric, it even vaguely gave people a texture like snake scales.

The chest area was decorated with bulletproof armor, which was propped up like an exoskeleton, making it look particularly stylish.

"The greatest value of this combat uniform is the use of the military's latest developed fabric, which has anti-cutting, fireproof, and insect repellent functions, and can also avoid infrared imager detection in the dark."

"The vest and chest are equipped with high-strength bulletproof fiberboard, and the armpits and lower abdomen are the only weaknesses."

"Under the premise of ensuring the protective effect as much as possible, it can be worn more comfortably. You also know that too much armor will only affect the convenience of movement."

"The helmet also uses high-strength bulletproof fiber material, which can resist a certain degree of explosive shock and heavy object pressure."

"The glasses part uses resin material, which has high transparency, impact resistance and good optical performance, which can provide a clear field of vision and protect the eyes from external damage..."

Brother Hu introduced the relevant parameters and design functions of the clothes in great detail, almost exaggerating them to the point of perfection.

Fang Cheng nodded as if he understood.

Perhaps he was thinking too much, but he always felt that his service attitude seemed to have become a lot more enthusiastic all of a sudden.

However, Fang Cheng really liked the design of this combat uniform.

The integrated pure black fabric and the anti-infrared imager effect were very suitable for his own needs.

Especially the tactical mask.

It was not a big headgear design, only slightly larger than the head shape, and shaped like a skull.

After the goggles were pulled down, they could completely cover the relatively weak face, like a dark and hideous ghost face.

"How much is it?"

Fang Cheng examined it for a moment, his heart stirred, and then he asked the price.

"25,000 yuan."

Brother Hu quoted the price.

Fang Cheng was stunned when he heard this.

He didn't know whether to say this price was cheap or too expensive.

"This is a rare opportunity. If you miss this village, there will be no such shop."

Seeing Fang Cheng showing intention to buy, Brother Hu continued to promote it dutifully:

"However, it is just the price of a pure combat uniform. As for aiming systems, radios, optical converters, etc., we don't sell them here."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly.

The most important thing he valued when buying combat uniforms was the chest and face protection effect.

As for other fancy designs and supporting equipment, he didn't need them at all.

After thinking again and again, and comparing it with the relatively cheaper clothes outside.

Fang Cheng then made a decision.

Isn't it just 25,000 yuan? Buy it!

Of course, he had to try it on before making a final decision.

Under Brother Hu's guidance, Fang Cheng neatly put on the combat uniform and put on the tactical mask.

Then he raised his arms and legs, made whooshing sounds at the air, and threw a few lightning-fast jabs.

Then with a "pa" sound, he threw out an extremely fierce whip kick.

Feeling that his agility hadn't been affected much, he nodded in satisfaction.

Brother Hu, who was watching from the side, had his pupils shrink, looking extremely surprised.

His expression changed slightly, and his service attitude suddenly became more enthusiastic:

"Brother Fang, there is a dressing mirror over there, you can go and take a look."

Walking to the mirror, Fang Cheng admired himself.

Wearing this set of equipment, the whole person's shape vaguely had a science fiction flavor of a future warrior.

It was also like the face-covering armor of an ancient warrior, completely unable to see the eyes and appearance, revealing a kind of inexplicable coldness.

After that, he came to the outside counter and packed the clothes and mask.

Fang Cheng took out the 20,000 yuan in cash he had brought.

This money was naturally far from enough.

However, there were also spoils hidden in his satchel that had been seized from the killed gang members.

In Brother Hu's surprised eyes, six different types of standard pistols were dumped on the counter.

These guns were of ordinary models, too mixed in variety, and the bullet calibers were also different.

Fang Cheng didn't intend to hide them for his own use, but took them all out to exchange for money.

After Brother Hu carefully disassembled the guns and checked them, and estimated the unit price after depreciation.

He finally gave a total quote of 10,300 yuan.

Fang Cheng readily agreed.

The combat uniform, mask, magazines, and bullets cost nearly 28,000 yuan in total.

With such an in and out, there were only a little more than 2,000 yuan left in his bag.

Afterwards, Fang Cheng looked at the panel with a slightly hesitant look.

[Gunmanship lv1 (160/250)]

Seeing that another 90 experience points would allow his marksmanship to advance to the master level, further enhancing his strength.

It's a pity that he didn't have enough money.

Otherwise, he could have chosen to stay here and continue practicing his marksmanship, breaking through the skill progress bar in one go before leaving.

As he pondered, Brother Hu's considerate voice sounded again:

"Brother Fang, if you want to practice your marksmanship, now is a good opportunity. The shooting range has a discount promotion during off-peak hours…"

Practicing shooting in the middle of the night also gets a discount?

Hearing such a good thing for the first time, Fang Cheng immediately had the idea of practicing his skills again.

He arrived at a quiet shooting hall.

At this time, besides the staff on duty, there were no other customers, and no shooting instructors accompanied him.

Fang Cheng stood alone on the target stand, put on his shooting glasses and headset, and picked up the training gun.

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Looking at the target standing in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he calmed down.

"Start practicing…"

As an order sounded.

Whirr whirr whirr, the moving target on the track shuttled back and forth quickly.

"Bang bang bang—"

The fire suddenly burst out, the bullets shot continuously, and the targets fell one after another.

Near midnight, the sound of gunfire echoed constantly in the empty shooting hall, as loud as thunder.

A lonely figure kept crawling, rolling, jumping, making various tactical movements, while aiming and shooting with a gun from various angles.

The gunfire lasted for about half an hour.

The four rounds of moving target shooting practice ended.

Fang Cheng stopped, slowly releasing the index finger that pulled the trigger.

His eyes flashed slightly, looking at the prompt information appearing in front of him.

【Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your skills have reached a higher level, reaching the master level】

【Marksmanship lv2 (0/500)】

【Obtain enhancement reward, skill effect "Eagle Eye Vision"】

【Eagle Eye Vision, can imitate the eagle eye to observe the surrounding environment in a focused state, continuously increasing viewing distance, field of view, and light sensitivity for a period of time】

Looking at the description of the skill effect, Fang Cheng couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The knife skill has the special effect of concealing the figure.

Now that the marksmanship has been promoted to the master level, he also has the visual special effect that even top snipers envy.

"Is this really making me take the path of an assassin?"

At dawn.

Fang Cheng walked out of the shooting range, breathing in the cold air of the mountains, and looked at a bus coming to pick up gamblers.

After practicing his marksmanship last night and successfully leveling up, he made do with it for the night inside.

It will be dawn soon, it's time to leave.

Fang Cheng took out an old card with a hexagram egg painted on it from his close-fitting pocket, and muttered silently in his heart:

"I hope you can really bless me and Wen Xin to return safely together…"

Then he solemnly put the card back in his pocket, raised his head, and walked towards the bus.

… … … … … … … … … … … …

A day passed quickly in the blink of an eye.

At dusk, birds swept across the sky, and a faint orange halo spread out.

The whole city was still bustling with traffic, immersed in an atmosphere intertwined with noise and tranquility.

Fang Cheng stood on a tall building, looking at the distant scenery.

The wind blew the hair on his forehead into a messy dance, and as his eyes narrowed slightly, a current seemed to flash through his pupils.

In his vision, a clear outline of a three-story building covering a large area appeared.

There were some open-air containers piled around the building, and from time to time, forklifts loading and unloading goods, as well as figures walking back and forth, could be seen.

Moving the vision further into the distance.

Many large container cruise ships were parked at the pier, and huge port cranes were frequently lifting and lowering.

The sea under the glow of the sunset was quietly rippling with orange ripples.

A large ocean-going ship was sailing into the port, bringing up a long string of churning waves.

"It seems that it is indeed not the time to ship the goods…"

Fang Cheng retracted his gaze and muttered to himself, the scene in front of him instantly returned to normal.

That three-story large building is the warehouse that Kuangren Hui said.

The specific situation inside is not clear.

But according to the design drawings obtained from the Port Planning Bureau in the morning, the building structure should be basically the same.

As for the security personnel arranged inside, Fang Cheng initially estimated that there would definitely be no shortage.

Because from eight o'clock in the morning until now, three batches of people have entered it one after another, and have not come out again.

If you add the guards who have already been deployed, the total number of people is at least more than one hundred and fifty.

Wu Shihao seems to have transferred all the elite members of his gang to this side, focusing on guarding.

As Fang Cheng pondered, he rubbed his slightly dry eye sockets.

Just now, using "Eagle Eye Vision" to observe the target for nearly half an hour consumed a lot of energy.

Slightly different from the visual clarity and resolution improvement brought by the mental attribute.

After this skill effect is used, the main function is to make his field of vision wider and farther, reducing the degree of light distortion on the vision.

Even with a thought, he can shorten the viewing distance by several times, just like wearing an invisible telescope.

The warehouse is nearly two kilometers away from here. After Fang Cheng used "Eagle Eye Vision", it was as if it were close at hand.

Not only that.

The eagle's field of vision is very wide, each eye can see about 270 degrees of field of vision, and the overlapping part of the two eyes is about 140 degrees, with almost no blind spots.

This wide field of vision allows them to simultaneously see the front, back, and sides of the scene in the sky.

After Fang Cheng used the skill effect, he can also imitate this visual effect of the eagle to a certain extent, so that he will not be attacked from behind.

To sum up, it is to have ultra-long viewing distance, ultra-wide viewing angle, can quickly detect the surrounding environment, and more easily lock hunting targets.

And it can also maintain the best vision as much as possible in complex environments such as darkness or fog.

This is actually a kind of mental perception ability similar to the sixth sense, so it is particularly dependent on the amplification effect of mental attributes.

As the basic attributes increase, the skill effects will also become more significant and more powerful.

Of course, it also requires more mental energy when used.

Beside the rooftop railing, Fang Cheng stood against the wind, silently calculating.

He looked up at the red setting sun hanging between the skyscrapers.

Then he walked to the spacious area behind him and continued the exercise he had not yet completed—back bridge stand-up.

In order to maintain abundant physical energy, today's daily training plan was temporarily interrupted.

However, the practice of specific skills has not been stopped.

【Back Bridge lv1 (248/250)】

Looking at the skill progress bar displayed on the panel, Fang Cheng muttered to himself:

"Soon, after completing the breakthrough, I will become stronger and beyond the enemy's imagination…"

The coming battle requires the improvement of physical fitness brought by basic attributes.

If there is no particularly outstanding special effect enhancement reward, Fang Cheng decided to choose free attribute points after this upgrade.

Then wait until the evening, with the cover of night, and then start the action.

30 agility attributes, combined with skill effects and black combat uniforms, will truly turn oneself into a ghost assassin lurking in the night.

"204."

"205."

"206."

"… …"

At the top of the seventy-third floor, Fang Cheng's body fell face up, and then he supported himself to stand up.

The city outline under the sunset looked unusually solemn, and also plated a layer of golden brilliance on the figure constantly exercising his body.

Suddenly, the panel flashed light, and several prompt messages appeared in the air.

【Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your skills have reached a higher level, reaching the master level】

【Back Bridge lv2 (0/500)】

【Obtain skill enhancement reward, 9 free attributes】