Chapter 66 Rehearsal

Everything was ready. For the sake of safety, they needed to run a rehearsal before making their official move.

Pheasant and Ho Nan began getting used to the motorcycles. The small bikes had saddlebags on both sides, and the bags were packed with beer bottles filled with water. During their high-speed ride, they had to practice accurately smashing the beer bottles into designated target areas.

Big Army and Zhou Huajian found a place to practice shooting and spar with each other. Zhou Huajian originally thought he was quite strong, but he didn't expect Big Army to be even better. As they continuously pushed each other, both improved significantly.

Yu Hu sat in front of a map, running continuous simulations. Although he already knew the plan was foolproof, he still wanted to check for any flaws or omissions. He did not want to let down Xiao Ziguang's trust, nor could he afford to miss this opportunity.

Xiao Ziguang brought Wang Xi to the modified delivery truck. Wang Xi looked small and thin. Wearing the bulletproof vest, he looked like a child who had sneaked into an adult's clothes.

Xiao Ziguang offered words of comfort: "Don't be nervous, absolutely don't be nervous. You're just the driver, and you're wearing body armor. As for stopping the convoy, I'll take care of everything else."

"Living an muddled life, some people are destined to remain low in the dust, living out their entire lives without a single day of prominence. I am giving you a chance to rise to wealth and power, so you must cherish it!"

"Now, tell me, what on earth are you afraid of? Didn't you say you wanted to become a superior man and trample upon others?"

Under this barrage of questions, Wang Xi finally broke through his psychological barrier and said with a crying face, "Boss, I've been having nightmares for many days in a row. Every time I close my eyes, I dream of driving to kidnap Qiu Changtian, and the moment I show my head, I get shot dead."

"So my mental pressure is immense. I feel like I'm simply not suited for this, and I want to quit..."

Looking at the dark circles under Wang Xi's eyes, Xiao Ziguang could sense the heavy pressure he was under. What needed to be done now was to relieve that stress for him.

"You've been killed in your dreams many times, then tell me, where were you hit?"

Wang Xi actually thought about it for a moment: "In the head, in the chest..."

"Is it like this!" Xiao Ziguang directly drew his large firearm, pressed it straight against Wang Xi's bulletproof vest, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The gunshot rang out, smoke filling the air. The roaring bullet struck the ceramic body armor like a heavy sledgehammer slamming into Wang Xi's chest.

Wang Xi felt a sudden tightness in his chest and staggered back two steps, opening his mouth to gasp for breath for a long time before he finally caught it.

"Damn it! Xiao Ziguang, you lunatic, you actually dared to shoot at me! You..." Emotionally agitated, Wang Xi complained indiscriminately.

After venting all of this emotional outburst, Wang Xi belatedly realized that the person in front of him was none other than the boss of Ziguang Trading and his own superior, Xiao Ziguang.

Besides, the man still had a gun in his hand. Was it really appropriate for him to rudely say so much to him just like that?

Wang Xi's previously agitated face first stiffened, then melted into a smile as he bowed and apologized to Xiao Ziguang, "Boss, I'm sorry. I spoke without thinking, please don't hold it against me. It's all my fault..."

Xiao Ziguang ignored Wang Xi, instead staring straight into his eyes and asking, "How does it feel to die once?"

"Huh?" Wang Xi's expression turned bewildered, wearing a look of complete confusion. After staring blankly for a long time, he reached out to grope his bulletproof vest and suddenly said in pleasant surprise, "I was shot from such a close distance, and I'm not dead!"

"Of course! You're wearing body armor and a bulletproof steel helmet!" Xiao Ziguang said, reaching out to tap the steel helmet. "Now that you're armed to the teeth, what is there left to be afraid of?"

Fear mostly stems from the unknown. As someone on the fringes of society, Wang Xi had been full of terror regarding firearms.

And now, Xiao Ziguang was going to help Wang Xi conquer that fear!

Under this psychological counseling, Wang Xi indeed felt much better. He touched his bulletproof vest, looked at the large firearm again, and suddenly felt a realization: *So this is it! Just this! Just this...*

It was as if the fear deep in his heart had been shattered to pieces by that sudden gunshot.

Watching Wang Xi's features gradually come alive, Xiao Ziguang pulled open the small delivery truck. On the surface, it looked plain and unremarkable, just like a very ordinary van, but the interior had undergone a comprehensive upgrade and was anything but ordinary.

Xiao Ziguang reached out and patted an iron pipe fixed in the center of the cargo compartment that resembled a handrail: "Do you know what this is?"

"This! Could it be a large-scale fowling piece?" Wang Xi also reached out, stroking the thick black iron pipe. The matte black pipe felt extremely solid to the touch, giving one a special sense of reassurance.

"This is a cannon that shoots steel balls, or more precisely, you can call it a heavy matchlock wall gun. Once loaded with gunpowder, it can fire out thousands of steel balls all at once, and the coverage area..."

That picture was simply too beautiful! Just thinking about it made Wang Xi tremble with excitement!

Some people's panic stems from insufficient firepower, while others' anxiety originates from inadequate defense.

Now, wearing body armor and with a small-caliber cannon loaded in the vehicle, Wang Xi suddenly felt that his strength was terrifying, and the one who should truly be afraid was Qiu Changtian.

Meanwhile, Qiu Changtian frowned and asked Qiu Liu, "I've been feeling uneasy lately, as if I've been targeted by some evil entity. Contact Master Zhang right now and have him come and perform an exorcism for me."

Qiu Liu immediately took out his phone and began dialing Zhang Yiyan's number right in front of Qiu Changtian. Once, twice, three times...

A call that used to go through immediately failed to connect even after three tries today. Qiu Liu said helplessly, "I'll arrange for someone to go look for Master Zhang right away. The moment I find him, I'll call you back..."

Qiu Changtian frowned, and the unease in his heart grew even stronger: "Tell the men below to stay sharp. These past few days are likely to be turbulent. Also, where did General Chaicai put the things he gave me a few years ago?"

"They're kept in your private vault. Would you like me to retrieve them for you right now?"

Qiu Changtian waved his hand: "No need, I'll go get them myself."

What was called a private vault was a private warehouse that only Qiu Changtian himself could enter!

Pushing open the heavy alloy door, rows of incandescent lights turned on, and the previously dark underground warehouse gradually grew as bright as day.

The empty warehouse was lined with rows of shelves, with items on them classified neatly.

There were stacks of golden gold bars and bricks of silver. There were both crimson banknotes and verdant foreign currencies...

Qiu Changtian's business was enormous, and the speed at which he made money surpassed a printing press. The wealth stored in this warehouse alone was enough to rival a nation.

Walking among these rows of shelves, Qiu Changtian's previously anxious heart gradually calmed down. Stopping in front of a shelf, he looked at the black briefcase resting on it, slowly opened it, and gazed at the case full of items, a self-satisfied smile inevitably spreading across the corners of his mouth.

The case was filled with pineapple-shaped objects. Qiu Changtian picked one up, weighed it in his hand, and then motioned to pull the pin, pretending to throw it out while vocalizing the sound effect: Boom!

Then, Qiu Changtian's exceptionally carefree and wildly maniacal laughter echoed through the empty warehouse!