Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

He Qiang was in a hurry to leave, not for any other reason than to handle the formalities for the security company.

The security company was spearheaded by Amu, so naturally she accompanied him on the trip.

Li Quan and Zhao Tie were also among those who followed along.

Li Quan's abilities are mediocre, but his loyalty and ease of manipulation are invaluable. Therefore, He Qiang plans to place him in the security company to keep an eye on the company and Amu, and to report to him immediately if any abnormalities are found.

Zhang Bo originally intended to follow He Qiang, but the old man's combat prowess was unfathomable. He Qiang felt it would be a waste to have him follow him all the time, so he assigned him a special mission.

He asked the old man to keep an eye on a group of people for him.

This group of people was none other than Jess Illidan and his men.

According to He Qiang's calculations, Jess and his men should be discharged from the hospital soon after recovering from their injuries.

They are all important members of White Melody Company, and it's hard to guarantee that Chris won't get in touch with them.

If others keep an eye on them, they are easily detected and eliminated.

With Uncle Zhang personally taking charge, everything should be foolproof.

After arranging everything, He Qiang set off for the company.

Zhao Tie was driving, Li Quan was in the passenger seat, and Amu sat with him in the back.

On the way, Amu took out some documents and explained their contents to him.

When He Qiang discussed setting up a security company with her, they had not yet decided on a name for the company.

When she registered the company, she chose a name for it herself.

Qianghe Security Co., Ltd.

It's a very creative name; it not only connects to his name but also sounds very hardcore.

He Qiang sat in the car and casually finished signing some business documents.

Instead of going to the company, he went directly to the Jiangcheng Gun Management Office to apply for a gun license.

Obtaining a gun license is incredibly difficult, like living in hell.

In China, generally speaking, only civil servants are allowed to carry guns.

In principle, personal possession of firearms is prohibited.

However, at the same time, civilian gun licenses can also be issued to certain special civil entities.

These entities include: units specializing in competitive shooting sports, commercial shooting ranges, approved hunting grounds, wildlife protection, breeding, and research units, etc.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, Qianghe Security Company is not qualified to issue gun licenses.

However, Amu was quick-witted and had already figured out the connections.

While registering her company, she also registered a high-powered shooting range, thus successfully obtaining the qualification to apply for gun ownership.

However, this qualification application requires a guarantor of someone with a high enough status and sufficient wealth.

He Qiang was the one who acted as guarantor.

Under the direction of management, he signed a whole bunch of documents, including guarantees, commitments, related agreements, liability determination agreements, and so on.

After signing those documents, He Qiang felt like he had sold himself to the gun control office, and that they could sue him to death for anything that happened in the future.

After signing the documents and paying a deposit of nearly one million, I finally received a paltry five revolvers, with only one box of bullets provided.

These pistols and bullets need to be strictly stored and cannot be easily taken away from the shooting range. The number of bullets used each day must also be reported to the gun control office in a timely manner.

Oh my god, this is so difficult!

After He Qiang received the guns and ammunition, he signed a large number of documents and pressed his fingerprints more than a dozen times before he was allowed to leave.

Back in the car, he was sweating and felt very frustrated.

He had previously planned to carry a gun with him after receiving it, giving himself a physical advantage.

As it turns out, these guns cannot be taken off the shooting range at all. So all that effort he put into applying for them was for nothing?

He Qiang sat in the back seat of the car, opened the box containing the guns, and stroked the guns with a somewhat greedy air.

The cool, metallic feel of the gun tinged with a metallic sheen, highlighting its weight and coldness...

"What a great gun..."

He couldn't help but admire it, his fingers stroking the gun's body, and the gun's spirit was instantly overjoyed...

"It's a pity I can't carry it with me..."

He sighed repeatedly, clearly reluctant to part with it.

"So what?"

Just as He Qiang was reluctantly about to close the lid, Amu reached out and picked up a revolver, then took out a box of bullets, loaded it very neatly, and then shoved the gun into his hand.

"From today onwards, this gun belongs to you, boss. You can take it with you as you wish."

As she spoke, she opened her bag and took out a wide leather belt.

The belt had a holster on one side and a small black cloth bag on the other, which seemed to be used to store bullets.

She took the belt, bent down to help He Qiang tie it around his waist, and then flicked the box into the small cloth bag.

"Will this work?"

He Qiang looked down at the leather belt on his waist and subconsciously shoved the revolver into its holster.

Then, he smoothly transformed into a Western cowboy, all that was missing was a hat on his head.

"Of course it can!"

Amu smiled and comforted him, saying, "Boss, you are the guarantor, so these guns should be kept by you."

He Qiang chuckled and said, "But didn't the gun control office say that we can't take guns away from the shooting range?"

Amu covered his mouth and chuckled, then blinked at him and said, "Boss, have you forgotten? The last document we signed clearly stated that if the guarantor felt there was a problem with the shooting range's management of firearms, all firearms and ammunition could be immediately sealed and stored."

"Aren't you exercising the powers of a guarantor right now?"

The little girl's words made He Qiang's eyes light up.

That's it!

It turns out that he could not only carry the gun on his person, but also take all of them with him.

Hehehe, he was right after all, Amu is too clever for her own good.

She probably thought all of this out a long time ago.

Her ultimate goal in applying for a gun license was to allow him to legally and legitimately carry a firearm.

Good heavens, he exclaimed!

This girl is great, hmm, he's very satisfied!

He looked down at the leather belt around his waist, his hand stroking the cold, hard handle of the revolver, and couldn't help but smile.

That's so cool! This is the kind of thing a man should be doing!

With physical cheat codes and American-style Iaijutsu, he'd ask any thug who would dare to bare their teeth at him!

"By the way, is that shooting range you mentioned available now?"

He Qiang was eager to practice his marksmanship immediately.

"Of course it can be used. Although there are no standard targets, we still have walls and wood."

Amu tilted his head and looked at him, his little face full of smiles, clearly a little proud.

Well, this girl is indeed very clever; she's almost completely figured out his thoughts.

"Then I'll have to practice my shooting skills properly later."

He Qiang grinned, his heart pounding.

They arrived at the company shortly afterward.

He Qiang signed some documents, officially appointing Amu as the general manager of Qianghe Security, while Li Quan was appointed as the inspector, with little real power but able to manage everything.

Amu, quick-witted as she was, naturally understood He Qiang's intention in hiring Li Quan. However, she didn't object at all; on the contrary, she thought it was even better, as it would make him feel more at ease with her and the company.

In addition to Li Quan, Zhao Tie, Xu Mingyuan, Li Xiangqin, Zhang Fusheng and others also officially signed contracts and became employees of the security company.

He Qiang left the arrangements for the other personnel to Amu.

After signing the documents, he rushed to the makeshift shooting range and began practicing shooting.

The shooting range didn't have standard shooting targets, so they had to use a large wooden board instead.

Amu drew several circles on the wooden board and then placed it fifty meters away from him.

After the area was cleared of personnel, He Qiang gripped his gun with both hands and aimed at the center of the wooden plank.

"Bang—"

A gunshot rang out, the bullet whistled through the air, smoke billowed from the muzzle, and the gun visibly heated up. The recoil made his arm go numb slightly.

The shot went astray and missed the wooden board, mainly because he underestimated the recoil of the gun and raised his hand too high.

But starting from the second shot, he found his rhythm and fired with great force.

Wow, that was so exciting!

He Qiang was so excited that he trembled all over and couldn't help but fire continuously, emptying all seven bullets in one go.

A muffled "thud" came from the wooden planks in the distance, clearly indicating that he had hit them.

After firing all his bullets, He Qiang prepared to reload, but he wasn't quite sure how.

Although he had participated in military training and practiced shooting in his previous life, he had only practiced with the Type 81 rifle and had never handled a revolver.

Fortunately, Amu was very skilled, and she patiently guided him on the essentials of changing the magazine.

Following her instructions, he quickly learned how to reload, and after several repetitive practices, he could reload in less than twenty seconds.

"Bang bang bang—"

He Qiang kept reloading and firing, firing dozens of bullets in a row until he was completely satisfied, and only then did he stop, still feeling unsatisfied.

There's no other way; bullets are limited, and we can't waste them. We have to use them sparingly.

Amu was very generous and opened another box of bullets to fill it for him.

In this way, he carried nearly fifty bullets.

He just wanted to know, which blind bastard dared to mess with him?

I'll blow you to bits!

With the revolver sheathed, He Qiang clapped his hands, lit a cigarette, and while smoking it with relish, asked Amu, "Any news from Chris? I feel incredibly strong right now, and I really want to fight these white pigs head-on."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but flick his cigarette ash and squint at the wooden planks in the distance.

"Chris should be getting impatient soon. He's lost nine men; he won't just let this go."