Chapter 97

An indoor target practice range on the outskirts of the city.

Felix and Mathew had been there long ago when Joyce and Luther just

arrived.

Felix wore a set of casual white hoodie today and he looked sunny

handsome, and full of energy. Felix always just looked like a playboy,

with his beautiful almond eyes and high nose, just the way most girls

would fancy.

Mathew wore a set of dark blue casual clothes, lying backwards on the

swivel chair with a game console in his hand. A typical gentleman he

was, his hair combed meticulously above his square face and chiseled

features. Today he wore a pair of glasses, slightly old-fashioned.

Felix, Mathew, and Luther seemed to have very different personalities,

and nobody could figure out why the three of them could just get along.

Joyce followed Luther onto the indoor practice range.

This place was both strange and familiar at the same time to her.

The green walls, the ballistics with almost no ends, the black displays

everywhere, and the soundproof equipment all around - this place was

equipped with top-notch everything.

Once again, coming to a target practice range stirred up memories of

her past.

She spent six wonderful years at the shooting range.

“It's Sunday, and they are still open?" Joyce asked in surprise as she

looked around and saw several staff members walking around in black

overalls.

“This is the land of the Saunders family. The Saunders family is a real

estate tycoon, and the range also belongs to the Saunders family.”

Luther dusted off the back of his hand and said in a leisurely manner,

"Whenever Felix calls them to work, they are at his beck and call."

"Oh." Joyce nodded her head. The wealthy men these day were really

capricious.

Mathew looked up from his game console and greeted with a smile,

"Hello! Mrs. Warner."

Felix then led a staff member around and greeted, "Mrs. Warner! The

rules here for this target shooting test is somewhat strict. The

requirements are a bit high. Although you throw darts very well, pistols

are very different after all.”

Felix gestured to the staff to explain in detail.

The staff then seriously introduced, "Hello, Mrs. Warner. To get a gun

permit, you need to pass a shooting test. And the test we are having

today is 50 meters pistol. There are 10 rings in total, full target size, 55

mm in diameter.”

The staff gestured with his hands, and a full target was only as big as a

mini mooncake.

Many people had the misconception that a full target for 50 m pistol

should be very large, similar to an archery target, but in fact a full target

was very small, not much bigger than an egg.

“The full target has a total of 10 rings. For this test, you should shoot 10

shots. You cannot get off the target, and if you get anyone shot off the

target, you will not pass. Each shot cannot be less than 5 rings, and

you must have two shots with 8 rings or more to pass the exam. You

will have two chances. If you fail after the first ten shots, you can take

the test again." The staff finished the introduction.

Joyce nodded gently.

Felix came over and whispered, " Mrs. Warner, it's a little hard. The full

target is too small. But don't worry about it. You can just shoot, and

there is always something we can do if you just cannot pass the exam.”

He squeezed his peachy eyes at Luther and sneaked in Joyce's ear,

"Actually, Luther, Mathew and I all failed the test, and I was the one

who helped them get their permits. Hah! Hah! Hah!"