"Also, don't call him big brother."
"You wouldn't be naive enough to think that he only has the likes of you."
"If you want to win me back with family ties, you'll have to see if I agree!"
After saying this, the assistant left Li Shuo standing there in a daze because of his words, then lifted his feet to quickly catch up to Lin Shi's pace.
"Why are you so slow, did you get osteoporosis in your old age?" Lin Shi complained in a tone that remained basically consistent with usual.
Lin Shi's acting skills had always been good, the kind of good where he could find a meal ticket even if he entered the entertainment industry.
The assistant couldn't see through his disguise every time either.
But this time, he glanced at the person whose mouth corners turned down involuntarily, failing to remind him that sunglasses couldn't block the corners of the mouth.
"Tch, I won't argue with a little brat."
Lin Shi pretended not to hear this sentence and got directly into the car. Hearing the assistant instruct the driver to go to a place whose name he had never heard, he didn't say any words of objection either.
Inside the shooting club.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Lin Shi mechanically repeated a series of actions including loading, cocking, aiming, and shooting.
Today they had whiled away an entire afternoon here.
The assistant stood aside with his arms crossed until Lin Shi's movements showed a clear sense of sluggishness, at which point he stepped forward and snatched the gun from his hand with a sharp grab.
"That's about enough, Lin Shi, you need to learn restraint."
Lin Shi didn't make a sound, nor did he make any overly radical moves like snatching the gun back.
He just calmly took