章 1681: Please Be Careful, It Hurts!

"Bang bang—" Continuous sounds of gunshots rang through the air.

In the wide, open-air shooting range, Jiang Hongjie was dressed in a black combat suit, blindfolded for a firing exercise.

Ninth Si made use of a simple yet brutal way in order to differentiate the knowledge he wished to pass down from those he had received from other instructors. This kind of experience was one of a kind, giving one an inexpressible feeling.

In order to fully experience such feelings, he would blindfold himself every day, sometimes even purposely disabling themselves so that he'd lose mobility and remember the pain he felt on that fateful day.

At this time, the footsteps around seemed to be of those stepping on the nerves in his head. Jiang Hongjie flipped around, immediately aiming and shooting.

"Bang—" A gunshot sounded.

Xu Zhenyu leaned back as the bullet flew past his head. If not for his quick reaction, the bullet would have gone through his chest.