He Teng looked at his wife’s beaming face and asked, "Do you want to watch?"
He Zhilan’s eyes sparkled and she nodded fervently, "Yes, of course!"
With a slight smirk playing on his lips, the cunning Chen Ya’nan quickly pulled He Zhilan forward and pushed her next to He Teng. "Auntie He, Uncle He is super fast. We need to get closer to see clearly!"
"Let’s start, then!" He Teng glanced at He Zhilan standing next to him, shut his eyes, reached out, and touched the gun on the table. From that moment, his hand seemed to have its own vision. His swift movements were almost impossible to track, and within no time, he had disassembled a complete gun. Without any pause, he picked up the parts he’d casually thrown on the table and, under everyone’s watchful eyes, quickly reassembled the gun.
"Done." He put the gun down on the table and spoke two words, then looked at Kang Xing, asking with his eyes how much time he had taken.
"Holy hell! Is this the power of love?" Kang Xing was stunned while looking at the timer in his hand, "Boss! You broke your record again! Disassembly and reassembly, one minute and twenty seconds!"
This time it was He Zhilan who was truly stunned. She wasn’t able to see He Teng’s disassembling and assembling actions clearly. She didn’t dare blink and yet, He Teng’s hands moved like a magician. In a flash, the gun was reassembled!
He Teng inadvertently broke the record again, and the whole shooting range became lively!
"Uncle He, teach me! I want to be as good as you!" Chen Ya’nan jumped up, grabbing He Teng’s arm.
"Kid, this is a question of talent and intelligence." Kang Xing laughed heartily, showing his teeth. "Only our boss has this kind of ability. You, ah, just be a good girl and get married!" Then, after a pause, he mockingly added three words, "Little girl!"
Chen Ya’nan was so pissed she chased Kang Xing to beat him, but Chen Ya’nan was a girl. No matter how fast she was, she couldn’t catch up with Kang Xing, a grown man who trained all day!
"Sister-in-law, since we are all here at the shooting range, why not try your hand at it?" Niu Rang encouraged from the side, "Our boss is a sharpshooter in the field forces. If you can’t do it, he will teach you!"
"It’s not possible, she’s too thin, not strong enough." He Teng didn’t allow it. The small pistol used in the disassembly and reassembly performance was just brought to the table, but the guns in the shooting range were not these small handguns.
He Zhilan was thin. Since she didn’t do farm work at home, she was not very strong. The recoil of a rifle was too much for her to handle.
"Ah yes, I overlooked that, lucky our boss pays attention to detail. If we had injured our sister-in-law, that would be disastrous." Niu Rang shrunk his neck in fright after a glance from He Teng. He got carried away and forgot that their sister-in-law wasn’t like those burly female soldiers, nor she was as unique as Chen Ya’nan.
Since He Teng didn’t permit it, He Zhilan didn’t insist on trying. She was well aware of her own limitations. He Teng was right - she was too thin and lacked strength. She could hold up a gun, but couldn’t withstand the recoil of a rifle. She didn’t want to insist on face value and embarrass He Teng.
"That’s fine, If it doesn’t bother you guys, I’m content to watch!" He Zhilan smiled and looked at He Teng. Seeing that He Teng didn’t have anything to say, she didn’t insist on leaving. His silence indicated that he was allowing her to stay and watch.