Li Yifei tapped his fingers on the table twice, interrupting Zhang Dabao's passionate indignation and said, "Then you must know a lot about guns? I happen to be a gun fan, and I have a lot of gun knowledge to ask you."

Before Zhang Dabao's hand could fall, he immediately froze when he heard Li Yifei's problem. Li Yifei could clearly notice that the other party's facial muscles twitched in a short period of time, and his eyes immediately narrowed, no longer what he had just now.

"What? Is this also a military secret?" Li Yifei asked.

Zhang Dabao smiled awkwardly and said, "This is not a military secret, but... there is nothing to brag about. We practice marksmanship to kill people... For you ordinary people, it is a bit terrifying thing after all, so don't say it!"

"I don't agree with what you said. The duty of a soldier is to defend his country and kill the people who should be killed and kill evil people. This is what I don't think is terrifying. Besides, I'm just asking you for some knowledge of guns. Why has it risen to that level? You won't pretend, right?" Li Yifei asked with a smile.

Zhang Dabao is already scolding Huahua in his heart. Can you die if you say less? If you ask and talk nonsense, I will just show the aura of a master and scare you to death!

However, on the surface, Zhang Dabao smiled and said, "It's nothing. Li Fei, please ask if you want to ask, but I will explain in advance that I will not answer some things!"

"That's good!" Li Yifei looked very happy and said with a look of joy: "I heard that the Type 95 rifle has a very good effect in the battle, so I don't know how it is?"

This is a pit. Even Reiko Aoki next to her felt something was wrong. However, Zhang Dabao on the opposite side was unaware of it. When he heard Li Yifei's question, he felt relieved. He thought the other party would ask such a professional question, but the result was such a question that allowed him to play freely. Zhang Dabao had been studying for so many years, participated in debates, wrote papers, and made up many lies. When he saw the questions asked by the other party, he immediately became energetic and was indifferent at first.

He smiled lightly and said, "This question can be answered, Type 95... Rifle, right? This is a weapon in our army, but not a conventional weapon. I have used it, which is more than two or three thousand bullets. Overall, the shooting speed is very fast, the stability is slightly poor, and the shaking of the gun body is very serious. However, for newcomers, this shaking is normal for me. After all, you can control the shaking of the gun body through subtle muscle movements. Can you understand this sentence?"

Speaking of this, in order to show off, Zhang Dabao bent his arm and made a shooting move. He patted his shoulder with his other hand and said, "That's it, every bullet is shot out, there is an exercise interval, so at this time you have to control your muscles and adjust the buffering to stabilize the stability of the gun!"

Like you, thousands of bullets have not been shot, and the shoulder blades have already broken, Li Yifei thought to himself.

Zhang Dabao seemed to be still excited. After covering up, he looked at Reiko Aoki and said, "If you have the chance, you can try the feeling of shooting. It's really good. It can make your adrenaline secrete rapidly. It's a very comfortable experience."

Reiko Aoki shook her head and smiled, but didn't say anything. At this point, she was extremely disappointed. Not only the other party's identity was disappointed. This Dabao was full of nonsense. Reiko Aoki was not stupid either. Naturally, she could hear that Mu Feijun in her mind was definitely not like this, but she couldn't understand how this incident was spread. There were only a few people who knew her story. Suzuki Gawako wouldn't say it, her father wouldn't say it, and Li Yifei beside her. As for Li Yifei's family, there was no need to say it. So after basically confirming that the person in front of her was not Mu Feijun, Reiko Aoki could hardly describe her inner feelings.

Some pain, some sadness, and more of anger that has nowhere to vent.

Zhang Dabao obviously didn't realize that Reiko Aoki's faint response was that he understood that the other party was not interested in such things, but in order to save Li Yifei, he still said: "As for the effect of the battle you asked, it is quite good. Shooting is done by people after all, and it also affects the direction of the wind, the size of the wind, the humidity of the air, the distance, etc., which will affect the accuracy. However, for a sharpshooter like me, these can be basically ignored and you don't need to consider it!"

Li Yifei suddenly frowned. Zhang Dabao opposite saw him like this and felt a little sad. He thought that this guy wouldn't ask any tricky questions, so he heard Li Yifei say, "I seem to have made a mistake. The Type 95 rifle seems to be a standard weapon in our mainland, not your Taiwan!"

"Ah?" Zhang Dabao's eyes widened a little, his expression was a little stiff. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he quickly lowered his head, his voice became much smaller, and said, "Li Fei, you remember wrongly, no, the Type 95 rifle is an American weapon, I have used it myself, how could it be a Chinese weapon!"

That Mu Feijun is a Taiwanese, so he will definitely not use Chinese weapons. This is basically certain. Zhang Dabao quickly changed the topic and said, "Li Fei, what other gun do you want to ask? I can continue to answer it."

Li Yifei still frowned, as if he hadn't heard Zhang Dabao's words. He took out his cell phone a few seconds later and said, "No, I have to check it out. Style 95 should be an open gun. This matter cannot be made wrong, otherwise when I talk to others in the future, I will make people laugh."

Zhang Dabao's mouth twitched, why do you have to be so serious? Will you die if you are vague? I am Mu Feijun, such a great master can't even understand basic gun knowledge, isn't this immediately exposed?

Looking at Li Yifei who was taking out his cell phone and preparing to search, Zhang Dabao suddenly reached out and grabbed Li Yifei's hand. The latter was able to dodge it, staring at Zhang Dabao and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I... I remembered wrongly. I regarded Type 95 as M4A1. Type 95 is indeed a Chinese gun, and M4A1 is an American weapon, so the comment just now..."

"Wait a minute." Li Yifei held his phone and frowned: "Do you think you were playing a certain game from many years ago? And M4A1, I know M4, and I used to be installed in the past!" Li Yifei said.

Zhang Dabao was sweating on his forehead. The air conditioner in the room was already very low. But the man opposite... He had too many problems, and the expression on Aoki Reiko's face next to him became colder and colder. Zhang Dabao was nervous. If he successfully deceived the other party, he could gain a lot. However, if he failed to deceive the other person, especially in such a situation of failure to deceive people in the face of face, he felt that he had to face the problem of how to leave. If he wanted to run away, it would be unlikely. Unless he could run back to the country in one breath, otherwise with the power of the Aoki family, he would have no place to gain a foothold in Japan.

"What? Do you not remember clearly?" Li Yifei asked coldly. If it were before, Zhang Dabao would have raised his back and scolded Li Yifei angrily, but now when he heard his voice, Zhang Dabao felt a sense of fear. The other party had the intention to make things difficult for him at the beginning.

Of course, if he was really Mu Feijun, he would not be afraid of making things difficult. He had food in his stomach, was not afraid of anyone, his stomach was empty, and his mind was also empty, and he would reveal his feelings when he asked. Zhang Dabao could not think of this at this moment. He was just angry and had a kind of humiliating anger.

"Otherwise, you think about it and then answer it. It's okay, we are not in a hurry. Don't be angry. Since you say you are Mu Feijun, you have to come up with some evidence. You can't just tell some stories casually and believe you."

Zhang Dabao breathed a deep breath and said, "You are right, I don't need to be angry."

As he said that, Zhang Dabao took out a box from his pocket. He bought the box specifically. The bullet was placed inside. Seeing that the bullet was taken out, Zhang Dabao adjusted his tone and looked at Reiko Aoki affectionately, and said the reason he had prepared in advance.

Reiko Aoki on the opposite side was no longer as hot as before, so he heard this and just said lightly, "Since it's so memorable, then you can keep it yourself."

"No, I want to give it to you specifically. This is also for this matter when I came back from the Middle East. Miss Reiko, please accept it, I..."

"No, thank you for your feelings, but I don't want this bullet, and I'm not interested in guns!" Reiko Aoki refused again.

Zhang Dabao's face froze, his expression was a little ugly, as if he didn't know how to continue. Li Yifei, opposite him, sneered, his face turned cold, and said, "This...sir, I'll talk about ugly things ahead. If you can't prove that you are the Mu Feijun that Miss Lingzi likes, then we will talk about what happened today."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Dabao was shocked and asked at the other party.

Li Yifei said: "Literally, I believe you can understand!"

"I don't understand." Zhang Dabao leaned back slightly.

Li Yifei said, "Okay, let me tell you. There are very few people who know that Lingzi and Mu Feijun are involved. You can count them with one hand, but you now appear under the name of Mu Feijun and even accept Lingzi's 300,000 Huaxia Yuan. I won't talk about why you want Huaxia Yuan for a moment. Just say that you pretend to be Mu Feijun. If you can't provide evidence, I guarantee you can't get out of this door."
Chapter completed!