"Bang, bell, bang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ。。 ”

The crisp barrel of the gun and the sound of hitting the iron target continued to sound, Andy held the pistol with both hands unusually steadily, firing one after another, and the accuracy slowly improved, slowly approaching the center from the edge of the target position, and the bullet casings on the ground also continued to increase.

"How is that possible?!, so every shot can hit the white range of the Ten Rings?" said Hansen in surprise.

Joseph smiled and looked at Hansen, a copy should be so indifferent, but he understood that his boss's perverted physique, recoil or something could not affect his accuracy when shooting, this kind of result is not surprising.

After firing the last bullet, Andy exited the magazine without pause, the continuous shooting did not make his wrist sore, and the effect of recoil was basically equal to none.

"Joseph, I want to try the Desert Eagle instead, I feel that Beretta's power is too small, but it's not enjoyable!" Andy said to Joseph with a slight frown.

"Hehe, good boss. Joseph replied with a smile, ignoring Hansen's surprise on the side, walked back to the long table with Andy, watched Andy pick up the Desert Eagle, put all the Sand Eagle bullet magazines from the table into a box and said to Andy, who was still stroking the huge body of the Sand Eagle: "Boss, you have basically mastered the shooting skills, according to your physical fitness, the recoil of the Sand Eagle will not affect it very much, let's shoot a 20-meter target this time." ”

"Whew... Andy shook the sand eagle in his hand with satisfaction and exhaled in satisfaction.

"Bang!"

The Sand Eagle is indeed powerful, and its recoil is also very impressive, but Hansen was surprised to see that Andy's arm only trembled slightly, and did not make the bullet miss the target because of the recoil as he imagined. Looking at Andy's shot, almost every time he hit the target, it seemed that the huge recoil of the sand eagle in his hand had no effect at all, and his arm trembled slightly every time, but he knew what kind of arm strength was needed to counteract that recoil.

"Perverted!" Hansen couldn't help but curse and said to Kenny on the side, "Andy's physical fitness is awesome!"

"Hehe, where is it this time, our boss is born with divine powers, you haven't seen him boxing, if you see it, you can only describe it as perverted. Kenny chuckled, understanding Hansen's surprise.

"Born with divine powers, just kidding, his body doesn't look like he's very powerful!" Hansen pouted in disbelief, he could see that he couldn't see a person like someone with such a talent as innate divine powers.

"You know the, do you think you have to have an exaggerated muscle mass to look like you have power? The boss's muscles are all streamlined muscles, full of power. You look at the muscle reaction of his arm when he shoots, when he practices boxing, the punching bag needs to be replaced with a new one almost every three or four days, the power of that kind of punch is terrifying, Joseph said that his strength is completely comparable to those deltas. Kenny laughs at Hansen's ignorance when he sees Hansen pouting, and he and Hansen also know each other, having worked on several missions together during their time in Iraq.

"Tsk, is it as exaggerated as you say?" Hansen slammed his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly at the bulging muscles in Andy's arm, although he said it was skeptical, but when he heard Kenny say Joseph's judgment, he believed that this Andy Smith had a perverted physical fitness.

"Cut, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Kenny cut disdainfully when he saw Hansen's stiff look.

After Andy finished the last shot, he moved his wrist and shook his arm, and a trace of muscle tension caused by the huge recoil of the sand eagle just now disappeared, and he walked to the target and looked at the messy bullet holes, a little stupid.

Although he knew that he was just a novice and had just mastered a little bit of the basics, if he wanted to be truly proficient in firearms and give full play to the power of firearms, he could only need to carry out continuous training to find the feel and mentality.

Andy looked back at the various firearms on the long table in the distance, and continued to practice with some disbelief.

"Boss, shooting isn't something you can master in a moment. Actually, your current results are already very good. Can't be anxious, the recoil and ballistic changes of firearms and the fine-tuning of the crosshairs on firearms are very complicated, different people have different habits, different firearms naturally have different characteristics, ordinary people want to be proficient in the use of firearms must go through strict training, and if you want to hit accurately, hit well, then use a large number of bullets to feed the feeling. Joseph smiled and comforted Andy when he saw that he was very dissatisfied with his grades.

Andy, of course, understood these truths, calmed down his impatience, and said to Joseph: "Well, I see, take your time." "Then the practice began.

Andy played in the club's shooting range for a whole day, lunch was also eaten in the club, and in the afternoon he played non-stop for three hours, with his perverted physical fitness, he felt that both wrists were sore, because the huge recoil generated when playing the spear also made his shoulders a little sore.

Of course, if he is not injured, he will definitely not be able to run away from the bruises, even if his physical fitness is superhuman, he is also a mortal fetus of the ROU body, not King Kong is not bad, but after a moment of non-stop practice, his gun feeling is getting better and better.

Because they had to go to a party at night, Andy and his party got into the car and left the Oak Club under Hansen's strange gaze of "You're a monster, you're a pervert", leaving behind a lot of various bullet casings and dozens of scrapped iron targets.

Of course, there are long bills, at the end of the day, Andy spent tens of thousands of dollars, after all, there are too many bullets, but he doesn't care about this money, he is not a hard sling now, how can hundreds of millions of net worth care about this little money, although there is a little pain in the heart when the bill is just printed, after all, some personality changes are not achieved overnight.

He opened the golden finger, it will not be difficult to make money, but spending money needs to learn, a small person in the previous life, a rich man in this life, and a person who will enter the Forbes list in the future, the subversive change of identity and net worth naturally takes time to learn and adapt. Those who can spend money are rich, those who can't spend money are local tyrants, and there are people who spend money with tears in their eyes.

Andy's principle for himself is that he is not a tyrant or a turtle, and he will upgrade to the material conditions that he should enjoy at any step when he reaches a certain step, and he will not be blindly extravagant, such as buying a few private jets at the same time, bathing with expensive champagne, bringing an Apple watch to a dog, etc., etc.

On the way home, because of the excitement and excitement brought by the guns, he slowly calmed down, and quietly leaned on the seat with his eyes closed to relieve a trace of fatigue on his body, but his thoughts drifted to the upcoming party in the evening, and his restless heart made his spirit extremely excited.

Yearning, entangled, complicated and difficult to understand, after all, tonight is the first time he has participated in a party, and it is a glamorous party specially prepared for him by his doglegs, and there is a little bit of guilt, and it quickly dissipates because of the dream of the otaku Great Crystal Palace that he can only fantasize about in his previous life.

In the past life, there were no conditions and could only fantasize, and if you don't enjoy it wantonly if you have the conditions and opportunities in this life, it is basically equivalent to crossing in vain and living in vain.

Look at people's little plums, the Victoria's Secret Angel Group is basically equal to his preparation of the Crystal Palace, change it in a few months, the man in the world who doesn't hate him wants to die, all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, all kinds of needle-piercing paper figures, people will be angry to death than people!

Shaking his head and shaking off the last trace of silly innocence, Andy thought about the famous little who were picked off by Xiao Lizi's gun, and couldn't help but secretly gritted his teeth and thought, "Oh, the playboy is the real winner in life!"

When I got home, I said hello to Liu Yan and asked her to prepare something to eat, then I walked into the bathroom, turned on the bathtub water injection switch, took off the white shirt that was already a little dirty, looked in the mirror, and saw a little bruise on the part of the butt of the gun, and couldn't help frowning, because it was Caucasian, and after the transformation of the crossing, there were no exaggerated hairs and rough spots, and the skin was so fair that people were speechless, and a little bruise was very obvious.

"There's a chance to go to Chinatown and buy some safflower oil or something. Andy looked at the muscular body in the mirror, the bruises ruined the beauty, and muttered a little annoyed, the degree of narcissism can be seen.

The luxurious and wide bathtub was steaming, Andy tested the water temperature, took off his clothes, and stepped into the bathtub to lie down.

"Whew~~~"

Andy exhaled a cloudy breath, looked at his slightly reddened skin from the hot water, and gently rubbed the bruises on his shoulders.

Thinking of the party at night, I couldn't help but look at the big slinger floating in the water, and muttered a little proudly: "Let you open your eyes tonight!

At first, he didn't feel anything talking to himself, but he seemed to think of a movie called "Can Talk" that he saw in his previous life, and he couldn't help coughing lightly in embarrassment, no one is so narcissistic.

After soaking in the bath for twenty minutes, washing away the tiredness of the whole body, wiping off the water stains with a towel, the ass of light was narcissistic in front of the mirror for a while, and after rolling a few times under the armpits with CK perfume, a faint scent of small citrus, frost leaves and lavender wafted out.

This is also the habit that Andy has adapted to after the crossing, Westerners have large pores and sweat glands are very developed, almost 8,90% of people have a peculiar smell, so perfume or something is a must, although he has no peculiar smell, wouldn't it be better to let himself have a fragrance.