"Pig dung, I can't see that you still have some material, let's say, where did you learn this marksmanship, and you are also specialized in jumping wild wolves. Zimei asked bluntly.

"I'm sorry, no comment, it's almost dawn, I want to sleep, you can't go. Principal Wolf said proudly.

"Hmph, stinky beauty, don't be ashamed of your face, don't say pull it, sooner or later I will know, don't think that if you give me a high hat to wear today, I will look at you differently, wait. After Zimei finished speaking, she didn't ask much, she snorted angrily, and left Lang Mo's room with deep doubts.

In fact, this wolf principal can shoot guns, and he shoots so accurately, which has to start from when he was a child, because his father is a policeman, and since he was a child, he likes to secretly play with his father's police pistol, and sometimes, he even steals the pistol out of the house and runs outside to show off to his friends, saying that he has a pistol and can catch bad guys.

So he raised the pistol, and a few little guys actually played the game of the police to catch the bad guys, for this reason, his father was almost not scared to death by him, so he had to lock the pistol in the cabinet every time he went home, but once, his father had a hurry to go out, forgot to lock the cabinet, but he got his hand, called his little friend, secretly went out and played the game of the police catch the bad guys, just when the wolf father came back from outside, saw that the pistol was not there, knew that it was his son who did a good deed, and immediately became angry, looking around, as a result, he found a few little guys who were playing crazy in the middle of the park。

The angry wolf father roared and rushed forward, about to beat him, but it was this roar that made Xiao Lang Mo Huoran turn around, and in the fright, the gun in his hand suddenly went off. Bang, the bullet almost grazed his father's scalp and flew over, so that touching the wolf father who was scratched on the scalp, the annoyance, the fear can be imagined, he picked up his son, returned home, first beat him hard, and then locked him in the black utility room, for two whole days, let him cry, did not give food and drink, only made a man weak and weak, and couldn't even cry.

Since that time, Lang Mo has never dared to play with his father's pistol, but since he was a child, he believes that if he wants to be a policeman, he must first practice marksmanship, otherwise, how can he be a policeman, so he thinks all day long that it would be good if he had a gun to practice his eyesight, even if he has an air gun.

Maybe it's really such a coincidence, when he was in his sophomore year of high school, he met his physical education teacher, surnamed Gong, about forty-five years old, is a slightly fat, very kind, very smiling teacher, for some reason, Teacher Gong and very much like Lang Mo's character, teachers and students get along like friends, once, Lang Mo went to play in the room, found that there were a lot of trophies in his room, he looked, that pile of trophies are all trophies he won in skeet shooting competitions, some trophies are international level awards.

Lang Mo asked at the time, it turned out that Mr. Gong used to be a skeet shooting coach, and those trophies were all kinds of prizes he won when he participated in the competition when he was an athlete, and Mr. Gong sighed at the time: "I have won all the trophies, but I have never won the Olympic medals, which is really a big regret in my life."

But Lang Mo didn't think so at the time, he felt that the person who could get such a trophy was not a simple person, although he did not reach the peak of his sports career, but he also achieved amazing results, so he pestered Mr. Gong and asked him to teach him how to shoot flying saucer, his reason was: ' I'm going to be a skeet shooter, I'm going to be an Olympic champion,' of course, his reason is fake, he wants to become a police officer in the future, and he will be a sharpshooter, so that when the bad guy escapes, he can accurately cripple the bad guy's leg, and he doesn't have to chase him so hard.

Teacher Gong was finally deceived by Lang Mo's generous oath, he decided to give it a try, although he has taught a lot of apprentices, but shooting should also pay attention to talent, and shooting practice is monotonous and boring, maybe Teacher Gong's luck is not very good, when other shooting coaches teach those disciples are prosperous, he has worked hard for several years, but his disciples have not succeeded a few, not to mention the Olympic podium, this is indeed a piece of Gong teacher's heart, but also his shame, in a fit of anger, he felt that he really had no face to stay in the coaching team, so he ran to the school to be a physical education teacher。

When he saw the confident Lang Mo, a glimmer of hope was rekindled in Mr. Gong's heart, maybe the little guy in front of him could really achieve the goal he didn't achieve.

As a result, after the initial test in the jungle in the suburbs, Mr. Gong found that this Lang Mo was really a good seedling with great potential.

We know that the skeet race, generally using double-barreled shotguns, the initial shooting target for the live pigeon, and then replaced by mud, now with asphalt, gypsum and other materials mixed and pressed into the saucer, so called the flying saucer, during the game, the target throwing machine according to the fixed direction to throw the target, the shooter in turn in different positions to shoot, to smash the disc target for the hit, hit more for the win.

Skeet shooting items: two-way skeet, target multi-directional skeet target, double multi-directional skeet target three, the denser the skeet target, the more angles thrown, the greater the difficulty, in the face of flying saucer, no matter what posture you are shooting, all require shooting sports athletes to have balance, concentration, coordination, accurate vision, psychological stability and time sense and other qualities, but these, Mr. Gong found that Lang Mo is definitely an extremely rare good seed, for this reason, Mr. Gong was so happy that he almost cried, he felt that the opportunity to wash away his shame was coming, he must train Lang Mo well, so as to fight for him, but it is a pity, he didn't know what Lang Mo was thinking at that time, and of course, Principal Wolf didn't know what Teacher Gong was thinking in his heart.

The wind comes, the rain goes, the master and apprentice will go to the suburbs to practice shooting as soon as they are free, Mr. Gong taught carefully, starting from the basic essentials, to single target, double target, multi-target.... , Lang Mo also studied hard and seriously, with a little stupid initial layman, Lang Mo quickly mastered the essentials of shooting, as a result, when he graduated from high school, his hit rate for multi-target shooting could reach more than ninety percent, which made Mr. Gong almost shed tears of joy, according to his thoughts, such a talented Lang Mo, as long as he continues to practice, will definitely become a great result.

However, many good things in the world are not carried out according to your wishes, when he Lang Mo graduated from high school, a wolf father's sneaky bad behavior of helping him change the college entrance examination voluntarily, completely ruined Lang Mo's dream of being a policeman, helpless, like a ghost, he became a glorious people's teacher, disheartened, he terminated his shooting training, and began to hide from Teacher Gong.

When Mr. Gong learned the truth, it is conceivable that the disappointment and frustration in his heart can not be expressed in words, after he finally found Lang Mo, the master and apprentice were relatively speechless, and finally, Mr. Gong knew that he could not persuade Lang Mo to turn back no matter what, so he had to say the last sentence: "Alas, you go, you are too disappointing, I don't want to see you in the future!"

For this matter, Principal Wolf would panic every time he thought of Teacher Gong, because he felt that he had hurt a good person whose heart was already full of scars, and the injury was so deep and so serious.

For tonight's incident, Principal Wolf never expected that the skills he had learned would actually be used to fight wolves, and the effect was good, one shot at a time, although he had been abandoned for a few years, but after picking up the shotgun in Zimei's hand, he quickly regained the pleasure of shooting targets in high school.

As for why he specializes in fighting wild wolves that move, it's easy to understand, because when he shoots flying saucers, those saucers are all all over the sky and dazzling.

If you are used to hitting the target of the event, you want him to kill things, even if you put that thing in front of his eyes, the wolf principal may not be able to hit it accurately, and the wild wolves in those activities are different, but the wolf principal just treats them as flying saucers, and the faster the wild wolf runs, the faster it will die.

If Mr. Gong knew that the apprentice he taught used the shooting skills he taught to shoot wolves, I don't know how he would feel, maybe one day, if this daring guy uses the skills he has learned to beat people, I am afraid that Mr. Gong will immediately vomit blood and faint to death.

After dawn, Lang Mo was woken up by the alarm clock, he looked, at seven o'clock in the morning, due to three consecutive nights of all-nighters, he was exhausted, how much he wanted to sleep a little longer, but, he had to go to class, helpless, had to grit his teeth, tried his best to open the eyelids that still wanted to droop, and went outside to wash.

Finally finished the day's classes, after eating, as soon as he dropped his rice bowl, Principal Wolf was about to go to bed as soon as possible, but Zimei came to the door of his room with a shotgun on her back and a strange face.

"Why are you here again, the agreement between us has long since ended. Lang Mo frowned and asked.

"Why can't I come, this school is not your family, yes, there is nothing between us, but I still have to continue to squat and fight wolves, this is my father's job for me, I can't be lazy." Zimei suddenly smiled brightly.

As soon as he saw her smile like this, Principal Wolf knew that this crazy woman must have some kind of ghost idea, and he immediately became vigilant.

"That's good, our well water doesn't interfere with the river water, you stand on your post, I sleep on my sleep, we have nothing to do with each other. After Lang Mo finished speaking, he was about to close the door and sleep, but Zimei stretched out a foot and pressed against the door of the room.

"What do you want to do?"

"Wait, I don't want to do anything, I want you to do one more thing for me!"

"I'm sorry, I've done what you said, and I'm not obligated to help you with anything else!"

"No, you have to help, you have to help, if you don't help, you have to help!"

"Ah, the tiger is not powerful, you really think I am a sick cat, don't help. Lang Mo's face sank.

"Then, how can you help me, I should ask you to help, isn't that okay. Seeing that Lang Mo was really angry, Zimei suddenly asked in a rare gentle tone.

Principal Wolf has a fatal weakness, he eats soft and not hard, especially in front of beautiful women, the more beautiful a person, the more fierce his heart is, although Zimei has suffered for himself many times, but when he thinks about it, he himself has gone too far, and now, this wild beauty in front of him suddenly lowered his identity and negotiated with himself, and he suddenly didn't know how to deal with it.

"Oh, don't look at me all the time, you won't agree to that!"

"Well, there is a conspiracy, there is definitely a conspiracy, you tell me first, what do you want me to help you. Principal Wolf still didn't dare to agree rashly.

"Well, it's easy for you, I want you to teach me how to shoot. Zimei looked into his eyes and said.

"I see, I'm sorry, I won't teach you such a stupid apprentice, think about it, you have practiced shooting at the age of eight, and you are still fighting like that, can an apprentice like you teach, don't bother me, you can find someone else." Hearing that it was a lesson in shooting, Principal Wolf breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that this was not a conspiracy.

"Don't do this, I lied to you last night, I don't know... Shoots. Zimei honestly admitted, "If you teach me, I will definitely not be cruel to you in the future, okay!"

"It's not good, you have a request for me now, of course it sounds good, I have already said that I will not teach you such a stupid apprentice. "In all fairness, there is such a ** to beg him to teach marksmanship, if in normal times, it is not a big deal, and the wolf principal is not a stingy person, but he was scared by Zimei, this crazy woman is nervous at every turn, he is afraid of staying with this crazy woman, maybe the marksmanship is not taught, and it will be rectified by her, it is better to stay away from her.

"You, you, you're so stingy, you're not a man. "Zimei really started to go crazy, and Principal Wolf secretly rejoiced: 'It's okay, fortunately, I didn't promise her, otherwise, such a bad-tempered apprentice is afraid that he will beat the master to death,'

"Okay, if you don't teach me, I'll beat you up. Zimei raised her fist, and when Principal Wolf saw it, he was crazy at the point, it was really a pot that can't be opened, there is such an apprentice in this world, but he can't beat her at all, is it really going to be beaten again, he said with an idea: "Okay, if you dare to hit me, I will tell Uncle Yang immediately!"

This trick really worked, Zimei put down her fist and said: "Stinky pig dung, you will pull my dad to press me, if you don't teach, don't teach, stingy." With that, he turned around and walked towards the school gate angrily.

Seeing Zimei's departure, Principal Wolf breathed a long sigh of relief: the crazy woman was finally gone, and before he could finish his breath, Zimei turned back and came to Lang Mo again.

"I've already said that I won't teach you such an apprentice, and you'll die of this heart. Once again, Principal Wolf made his stand firm.

"No, I've thought about it, you have to teach me, if you ..... Teach me, and I'll just.... I'll let you touch it again, but it's done. Zimei held back for a while, and actually held back such a sentence.

After hearing this, the wolf principal stared, stood in place, and was speechless for a while, looking at the first unadvertisement, please come

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