After dinner, Yang Zhen left, and Hu Si continued to walk with Luo Qianqian down the streets, walking for half an hour before he waved down a car, "Sitting right after dinner isn't good, and this also saves some cab fare."
The destination wasn't in the city; it was in the suburbs, in the opposite direction from the small village where they lived. Luo Qianqian looked out the car window at the swiftly passing scenery and couldn't help but think, Surely we won't have to walk again after dinner tonight?
She was already in pain in her arms and legs, and even her internal organs felt pain, all due to physical injuries.
Upon arriving, Luo Qianqian's eyes widened. Was this a mistake? Shooting? And a comprehensive shooting club? Not only were there guns but also bow and arrow, which drove her crazy. What did they want her to do now? She was having a hard time even holding a cellphone.
