A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Today, the Queen Bee is going to give Gu Feng a shooting training lesson.

Chang Tiejun's top marksman, besides her, no one else is more suitable to be Gu Feng's shooting instructor.

At that moment, the Queen Bee pointed to a pile of disassembled pistol parts on the table and said to Gu Feng, "You already know how to use the gun, and you should have mastered the three-point alignment aiming method. But to become a sharpshooter who hits the bullseye every time, you must become one with the gun!"

What does it mean for the man and gun to become one?

Back to training, Gu Feng also put away his playful smile and asked quite seriously.

"A true gunman feels that the gun is part of his body as soon as he picks up a gun, as if the gun is a third hand that grew out of his body."

As the queen bee spoke, she glanced at the clock on the wall, and when the second hand pointed to twelve, she sprang into action and quickly began assembling the gun.

In eleven seconds, she had perfectly assembled the previously disparate gun parts.

Load, pull the safety, lift, aim, and fire three shots in quick succession at the target 100 meters away!

After three shots, the target slowly moved closer, and all three shots hit the bullseye.

Seeing Gu Feng's admiring expression, the Queen Bee felt somewhat smug. In the entire special police system of Guangdong Province, no one was more skilled than her in assembling and disassembling firearms, or in accurate shooting.

So, in the tone of a master, she began to impart her experience to Gu Feng: "The prerequisite for man and gun to become one is to achieve 'three stabilities'—steady body, steady eyes, and steady mind. A sharpshooter is like a genius, 99% perspiration and 1% natural talent; both of these can only be achieved through long-term training!"

Gu Feng nodded in understanding.

"Now, you can try it!" The Queen Bee pointed to the table on Gu Feng's side, where disassembled pistol parts were scattered.

Just like before, when the second hand pointed to twelve, the queen bee shouted "start".

Gu Feng swiftly moved both hands together and began assembling the gun.

When he successfully assembled a gun, the Queen Bee checked the time and was astonished—Gu Feng had assembled the gun in just twenty seconds.

Although this result was not as good as hers, she could no longer be proud.

Because she is a seasoned veteran who has honed her skills for ten years, guns are like her treasures, something she knows intimately. The number of times she has practiced disassembling and assembling them, almost mechanically, is countless.

She can assemble a gun in eleven seconds, which is a good result, but not particularly remarkable.

Gu Feng was a complete newcomer, someone who had never even touched a gun before and had been training with firearms for less than a month.

At first, Gu Feng was even a little afraid of this heavy, black thing. It took him more than three hours to disassemble a gun, and half an hour to assemble it.

Then, the queen bee witnessed Gu Feng's progress firsthand, his rapid progress!

The time for disassembly and assembly has changed from hours to minutes, and from minutes to seconds.

It seems like during the last training session, it took Gu Feng two or three minutes to assemble a gun, but this time, he only took twenty seconds, reaching the level he had two years ago. This was truly unbelievable.

"You can't judge a book by its cover," "You can't measure the sea with a bushel," "A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation," "The student surpasses the teacher"... For a time, these kinds of sentences bombarded the queen bee's mind.

"Darling, may I shoot now?" Gu Feng asked when he saw the queen bee staring at him blankly.

"That's enough!" the queen bee answered instinctively, then realized something was off and angrily demanded, "What did you say?"

Three gunshots rang out in quick succession, drowning out the Queen Bee's voice.

The target ring quickly drifted from afar to close by, but when the queen bee saw the bullet holes on the target ring, her expression froze.

There is a bullet hole in the very center of the bullseye, even more centrally located than the queen bee.

When she saw the bullet hole, her face remained expressionless for a very long time.

After ten years of rigorous training at the shooting range, wasn't this perfect spot exactly what she sought? But no matter how hard she practiced or how many bullets she wasted, she was always just a little bit short of that position.

However, this newcomer to the shooting range had been handling a gun for less than a month and had fired less than a thousand bullets, yet he had already reached the level of a sharpshooter that he had always dreamed of.

Is it a coincidence?

Was it a coincidence?

Is it an accident?

Or a genius?

Staring blankly at the bullet hole, another question arose in his mind—Gu Feng fired three shots in a row, but there was only one bullet hole.

She couldn't help but ask, "What about the other two bullet holes?"

"I don't know, maybe it was knocked away!" Gu Feng shook his head and said.

"Will you shoot again?" the queen bee said in a deep voice.

"Shoot inside or outside?" Gu Feng asked casually.

"Of course it is... What did you say?" the queen bee roared, her face flushed red.

"Bang bang bang!" Gu Feng used the same trick again, and before she could lash out, he had already fired three shots in a row.

Another target ring floated forward from a distance once again, exactly the same as before, hitting the bullseye, but with only one bullet hole.

"Why is there only one bullet hole?" The queen bee asked in surprise, and leaned forward to examine it closely.

It is absolutely true that there was only one bullet hole.

But upon closer inspection, her delicate brows furrowed even more, and she picked up a small knife and began digging into the bullet hole.

With a "bang," a bullet came out and fell to the ground.

The queen bee peered into the hole and was immediately horrified—there was another bullet inside.

With another "bang," another bullet fell from her trembling hand.

When she looked at the bullet hole again, she was stunned at just one glance.

Her cherry-red lips involuntarily parted slightly, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her hands and feet were ice-cold, and her heart felt utterly cold... There was still a bullet inside the bullet hole.

Gu Feng hit the bullseye with all three bullets, and in the same spot!

What kind of astonishing marksmanship is this!

"You...you...how did you do that?" the queen bee asked incredulously.

"Isn't it just what you said? You said that man and gun are one, and that you treat the gun as a part of your own body!" Gu Feng replied seriously.

The queen bee looked miserable and leaned weakly against the table and chair.

At this point, she was so devastated that she no longer wanted to live a normal life.

It turns out that genius is made up of 99 percent talent plus 1 percent effort.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, what's wrong?" Gu Feng asked anxiously when he saw the queen bee's pale face and dazed appearance.

After a long while, the queen bee finally came to her senses and replied dejectedly, "It's nothing!"

"Can I shoot again?" Gu Feng asked.

"No need, shooting more would just be a waste of bullets!" the queen bee replied weakly.

"How could that be? Neither of us is infertile!" Gu Feng said this last sentence in secret.

"No need to shoot anymore!" the queen bee said, waving her hand.

"But I want to shoot again!" Gu Feng said in a very witty tone.

"I said no, no, no, did you hear me?" the queen bee roared angrily.

"Fine!" Gu Feng reluctantly put down his gun.

Gu Feng was extremely puzzled. Was today's training over already? It couldn't be that fast; he felt like he had just arrived!

Just as I was wondering what was going on, the Queen Bee returned, this time with two guns in her hands—a submachine gun and a sniper rifle.

Upon seeing these two items, Gu Feng smiled.

So we can still shoot guns tonight...