Leng Zirui kept his word, and first took the Little Thing to the shooting range.
In the shooting range, there were also special forces members undergoing shooting training. When they saw Leng Zirui carrying a little child, the officer in charge of training was surprised.
"Boss, what's this?!"
"I'm bringing my nephew here to broaden his horizons, is that a problem?!" Leng Zirui glanced at the soldiers preparing to shoot in the distance, "Go get him some earmuffs!"
The Little Thing was still young. Although this wasn't an indoor shooting range, Leng Zirui was still worried that the loud noises might hurt his ears.
The officer returned with a set of earmuffs in hand.
After putting the Little Thing down, Leng Zirui carefully adjusted the earmuffs on his head, then held his little hand and walked him to the shooting point.
"Gun!"
As soon as he stretched out his hand, a soldier immediately tossed his gun over.
