Li Yifei tapped his fingers on the table twice, interrupting Zhang Dabao's passionate indignation, and said, "So you must be quite knowledgeable about firearms? I'm actually a firearms enthusiast and have many questions I'd like to ask you."
Before Zhang Dabao's hand could fall, his expression froze upon hearing Li Yifei's question. Li Yifei could clearly notice the other person's facial muscles twitch for a moment, and his eyes immediately narrowed, no longer the same as before.
"What? Is this also a military secret?" Li Yifei asked.
Zhang Dabao awkwardly laughed and said, "This isn't a military secret, but... there's nothing to brag about either. We practice shooting to kill, and killing... for you ordinary people, is a somewhat terrifying matter, so let's not talk about it!"
