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Chapter 103 Gun Fighting Technique (ask for subscription, ask for monthly pass)
The sports car shuttled quickly like a ghost on the winding mountain road, and soon arrived at a manor near the sea.

The woman in the black dress got out of the car first, and then looked at Yang Shou and the third uncle who had never seen the world with cold eyes and were still groping around.

"Here we are, get out of the car!" The woman urged with a cold expression.

The uncle and nephew reluctantly got out of the car.

The third uncle looked at the woman in the black dress with a squinting face and said: "Beauty, what is this place? You saved us, I don't know if it's convenient for you to have a light meal with us, let us thank you?" "

Looking at the obscene look on Third Uncle's face, it doesn't seem like he wants to thank him.

It's more like preparing to avenge kindness.

The woman in the black dress didn't speak, but saw a tall man in a white suit with a curly back who greeted him pompously.

Just looking at his face that is exactly the same as that of Fa Ge, it seems that the BGM is playing in the ear.

"This is Tingchao Villa, where I live, and Lihong picked you up according to my wishes."

"I've seen this brother's performance at the pier before, so I want to make a special trip to ask... is he interested in doing things for me?" The man held a cigar in his hand, with a refined demeanor, but a look of evil in his eyes. , It can be said to be domineering.

The third uncle immediately walked to the front, grabbed the man's hand, and kept shaking it: "Hi! I'm Yang Tianshou's third uncle...and also a manager and guardian. If you have anything to say, just tell me. This nephew of mine is in good health, great strength, and he's still good... In terms of price, we can discuss more! Negotiate!"

The man looked at Yang Shou, but withdrew his hand from the third uncle's hand, and wiped the handkerchief around his collar: "Do things for me, if you have money, a big house to live in, and beautiful women, as long as I have, you will Yes, but it will be very dangerous, your reaction ability is very good, I wonder if you will use a gun?"

"Gun?" Yang Shou replied in surprise.

"It's easy to talk about the gun! It's easy to say... what? The gun!" The third uncle immediately changed his face.

Turning around and pulling Yang Shou's arm, he said, "We don't know how to use guns, and we won't do it now, and we won't do it in the future. Thank you heroes and heroines for saving us. We, uncle and nephew, won't be able to repay you in this life. We will repay you in the next life. "..."

As he spoke, he kept winking at Yang Shou.

The man suddenly reached out and pulled out a silver revolver from his waist.

Bang bang bang!
Three shots in a row, on the ground not far away, a soda can that had fallen on the ground unexpectedly jumped into the trash can by itself.

"Guns are the most spiritual weapons. Stupid people can only aim simply, but those who are really talented can use them to do many things that were impossible."

"Yang Tianshou! You are talented, don't waste your talent, the opportunity is only this time, if you miss it, there will be no next time." The man said.

Yang Shou looked at the clean ground. There was no trace of bullets left on the place where the soda can was bounced off.

This shows that the man's grasp and design of each gun is extremely wonderful.

"How did you do it?" Yang Shou turned around and asked.

The man smiled slightly: "You want to learn! If you want to learn, I will teach you!"

"Okay! I'll do things for you, but I won't do anything illegal." Yang Shou said.

The man smiled and said, "It's not illegal. We are bodyguards, but not ordinary bodyguards, but ace bodyguards. Only those who can afford the highest price are worthy of our protection."

At this time, another white sports car flicked in.

A beauty stepped out of the sports car. She had wavy hair, flaming red lips, and was wearing a red evening dress and high heels.

A black pistol was tied to the slit thigh, and the whole thing looked sassy, ​​lustful and beautiful.

"This is Ah Hong. She will teach you the basics of using a gun in the future." The man smiled and introduced to Yang Shou.

The third uncle watched with drooling, and said, "Actually, I am also very talented. I wonder if you can also arrange for a teacher to teach me how to learn guns?"

The man said: "Yes! No problem! Aunt Chun! He left it to you!"

An Obasan dressed like a female ghost in a kimono suddenly jumped out from the side and looked at the third uncle with a smile.

"Dig your dick, please take care of me in the future!" Obasan, who looked like a female ghost, bowed slightly to the third uncle, with an indescribably weird and lewd smile.

The third uncle still wanted to resist, but was dragged away by this Obasan, screaming and screaming all the way.

After changing his clothes, Yang Shou followed Ah Hong to the gun practice ground near the sea in the manor.

There are all kinds of firearms on the table, some are long and some are short, and the models are different.

Different from the four guns that appeared in the Peace Hotel, they are unique in shape and ostentatious.

The guns on the table at the moment all look 'ordinary'.

They're clean, cold, and sleek, without any unnecessary bloat.

It seems that this is for killing, everything is from the perspective of portability, concealment, and use, rather than good looks.

"To learn guns, you must first know guns."

"The gun is a weapon that has been used to kill people since its invention. It has a fierce nature, but you have to tame it and master it instead of resisting it and being afraid of it."

"Understanding the structure of firearms and being familiar with the data of each common firearm is the key."

"So next, I will teach you how to load a gun first." After speaking, in just a few seconds, a gun was disassembled into its scattered parts.

In front of Yang Shou's eyes again, it was slowly assembled.

"Try it now!" Ah Hong said to Yang Shou.

Yang Shou picked up the gun and began to try to take it apart.

After a lot of work, the gun was finally disassembled into large and small parts.

It's just that it's difficult to assemble it again.

"Find out by yourself first, and I'll come back in an hour." Ah Hong ignored Yang Shou, took a gun by herself, and walked to the other half of the field to start shooting.

While running and jumping, she shoots at the gun target. Sometimes the bullets collide in mid-air, changing the shooting direction in an incredible angle.

ten rings!ten rings!ten rings!

Every shot has ten rings, after one circle, Ah Hong never misses the target, but she seems dissatisfied, with a hint of anger in her expression.

"You want the bullet to turn? But you still can't control it freely, and there are always traces?" Yang Shou shouted.

Ah Hong was taken aback, then turned to look at Yang Shou.

"I saw that the white suit was used before. He fired three shots, but in the end there was no trace, leaving the soda can intact and jumped into the trash can. The gun in his hand can be a murder weapon, or it can be just a simple tool. , the power and size are all under his control."

"So what you want is that kind of control?" Yang Shou said again.

This time Ah Hong walked back.

The eyes looking at Yang Shou became more serious.

"Ah Hong!" Ah Hong stretched out her hand to Yang Shou.

Yang Shou wiped his palms on his clothes: "Yang Tianshou!"

"You're right, it's control!"

"I can't perfectly control the gun in my hand like A Jian, and naturally I can't learn the secrets of gun fighting." A Hong said.

"Spear fighting technique?" Yang Shou asked.

Ah Hong said: "Gun fighting technique! It is a comprehensive fighting technique that combines firearms."

"In the past, the rifles all carried bayonets. When the bullets were exhausted, the gun in the hand could be used as a weapon for close combat. That was the prototype of gun fighting."

"Later, someone specially combined fighting techniques, and even the power of mysterious and mysterious aura, to create a very comprehensive gun fighting technique. Almost all fighting techniques that have ever existed can be combined with firearms to form a compound type of killing. force."

"And during the development of gun fighting techniques, firearms have gradually changed from a supplement with insufficient long-range lethality to a more subtle and subtle technique of gun manipulation."

"Learners use their concentration, reaction speed, and control over firearms far beyond ordinary people to display spear skills that go against common sense."

"In the world, there are not many organizations that know how to use real gun fighting techniques. Except for the secret service departments of various countries, there are only a very small number of killer organizations and security organizations that have such systematic teaching."

"So in terms of selection, they are very strict."

"Perhaps A Jian noticed your keen insight, so he gave you a chance to learn."

After Ah Hong finished speaking, she glanced at Yang Shou's put together gun.

"You pretended to be reversed!"

"Look, I'll try again!" After saying that, he shook his hand a few times, shaking the gun that Yang Shou had just put together.

Then, in front of Yang Shou's eyes, they put it together in more detail.

This time, Yang Shou finally 'learned'.

For the next three days, Yang Shou followed Ah Hong to learn about various firearms, their structures, and their models.

Not even a shot was fired.

On the fourth day, Yang Shou was finally allowed to shoot.

It's just that this shot didn't hit the target at all, but just missed the target.

On the fifth day, Yang Shou was able to hit the target successfully, but his accuracy was not good.

Five rings on the sixth day, seven rings on the seventh day.

Then there is no progress.

It's so 'sluggish' to hit a fixed target, let alone be able to hit a moving target in a short period of time, hitting the tenth ring with a gun.

As for "manipulating" the bullet, changing the trajectory of the bullet through the impact of the bullet is not even mentioned.

On the tenth day, Ah Hong finally told Yang Shou discouragedly: "You have no talent."

"Maybe your insight is very sharp, but your talent is not good. The most important thing to learn gun fighting is talent."

"If you can't perceive the moment when the bullet flies out of the muzzle, you will never learn the real gun fighting technique. Even if you spend more time honing, you can only practice fast guns in the popular sense. Sharpshooter, you can play some games, but that's all."

"I'll go and explain to Ah Jian and ask him to send you away."

After finishing speaking, Ah Hong put away the guns on the table, turned around and walked back to the manor.

Yang Shou stayed downcast on the beach, picked up a stone, and threw it into the sea.

On the surface of the sea, a floating broken board flew high under the impact of stones, and then floated to the shore along the tide.

Yang Shou picked up two more stones and threw them. The two stones collided on the surface of the sea, knocked a jar high, and changed direction three times in midair.

"It's because you feel like it's a weapon and you're resisting it that you can't reach your true potential."

"Treat the fired bullets as stones, and you can do well." A Jian came over at some point, put his hands in his pockets and said to Yang Shou.

"I didn't learn well before, because I was cowardly."

"I'm afraid of it, afraid of it hurting others, and afraid of it hurting myself."

"The more I fear it, the more vicious it will be, just like a wild beast, it will hurt me sooner or later." Speaking of Ajian's heart, there is an obvious scar.

"This was left to me by a very powerful shooter. At that time, he killed all my brothers in the same school. In the end, he used the bullet I shot back and hit me in the chest. I survived by luck. I finally realized this. It makes sense." A Jian finished speaking, looking at Hai Bo in the distance, his eyes flickering.

Turning around, turning his back to Yang Shou, he said: "If you really don't want to, if you regret it, I will ask Li Hong to send your uncle and nephew away tomorrow."

"But there will never be too many opportunities. After touching the gun, if you use a stone...do you still feel comfortable?"

"Think about it!"

A Jian left, and Yang Shou stayed where he was.

A stone flew out, and the waves in the distance were cut into two by the stone.

After daybreak, when Ah Hong came to practice with Yang Shou again, she found that Yang Shou's marksmanship had reached the standard of a hundred hits.

No matter how you run, jump, or roll, every shot is a standard ten ring.

"Very good, your marksmanship has reached the basic standard for practicing spear fighting."

"The next step is to integrate close combat, as well as exclusive movement and rhythm into marksmanship."

"Get your body used to calmly looking for an opportunity to shoot in a particularly fierce confrontation."

"Also, you have to learn to hide your own gun."

"A good shooter must learn to be able to take out the gun at any time, as well as bullets. You must always remember to reserve an extra bullet for yourself. This is your last chance and your last bottom line." Ah Hong Continue to teach Yang Shou.

And in a guest room in the manor, the third uncle, who hadn't shown up for many days, was already blue, with dark circles around his eyes, and his whole body seemed shriveled, especially weak.

The middle-aged Obasan, who was originally like a ghost, has become dewy and charming. Although he is a middle-aged mistress, he still has some charm.

"Darling! I'm going to dress up and prepare some milk and bread for you. After eating, let's continue." The middle-aged woman twisted her waist and left.

The third uncle rolled over from the bed in embarrassment, struggled to pull the carpet, and crawled towards the door.

Leaving the room and going down the stairs all the way, the third uncle looked resolute, as if he was about to perform an important task related to the survival of the family and the country.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned over, hid in a room, and stuffed himself into the closet.

Because of the long period of 'suffering torture', his breath has become very weak, but there is no trace of it.

"Ajian! This kid's origin is unknown, do we really want to teach him gun fighting skills?" Li Hong's voice sounded in the room.

"Why don't you teach? What's more... the son of the Asian gun king, how could it be of unknown origin?"

"If Yang Zun hadn't been besieged back then, and missed a bullet, how could he have fallen under the spear of the evil gun."

"People from all walks of life know that Yang Zun has a son and have been looking for it for more than ten years. If we hadn't found out by chance that Yang Zun had a brother who was useless before, we wouldn't have stared at him and followed him to find Yang Tianshou."

(End of this chapter)