"Yes, I'm sick with an old problem, I've been coughing for fifteen years!" the old man said helplessly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You taught me the essentials of shooting, I'll help you cure the cough!" Luo Hebin immediately asked the old man to sit down, stretched out his palm, and pulled out the black sick qi from his lung Yu acupoint, and after a while, the sick qi from the old man's lung Yu acupoint was completely removed.

"Elder Liu, your cough has been cured, and you won't cough again in the future!" Luo Hebin smiled.

"Oh, I feel my chest less stuffy, I don't cough anymore!

On the morning of the ninth day, Luo Hebin arrived at the shooting range, where Zhao Bingqian was already waiting for him. She saw Luo Hebin's face full of joy, "Did you see that spear god yesterday?"

Luo Hebin nodded and said, "I saw it!"

"Did he teach you the essentials of shooting?" Zhao Bingqian said.

Luo Hebin nodded and said, "Teach!"

"Then have you learned?" said Zhao Bingqian.

Luo Hebin shook his head and said, "I didn't learn!"

Zhao Bingqian suddenly deflated and said, "Why haven't you learned yet? Then you didn't go for nothing yesterday!"

"I just know the method, but there is no gun practice, only today's practice. Luo Hebin said.

Zhao Bingqian handed Luo Hebin a pistol, "You have a gun now, practice hard! This is a bullet!"

Luo Hebin took the gun, "The bullet is not used for the time being!" After taking the gun, Luo Hebin walked to the corner, sat down, and kept stroking the gun.

Zhao Bingqian looked at Luo Hebin in surprise, she walked up to Luo Hebin, "Luo Hebin, why are you sitting here if you don't practice shooting?"

"Didn't you see me touching the gun?" Luo Hebin's hand was stroking the gun, like stroking a woman.

Zhao Bingqian was happy, "You just sit here and touch the gun, you can find out the shooting results!" "Is this guy crazy, he even has to tease with the gun!"

"This is the essence of the spear god!" Luo Hebin said.

Zhao Bingqian's eyes widened: "What! The spear god will let you sit and touch the gun! You are talking nonsense!" "The ghost only believes you! Touching the gun can touch the sharpshooter, nonsense!"

"Don't disturb me to practice shooting, when I finish practicing, I'll show you, don't forget your promise!" Luo Hebin said.

Zhao Bingqian shook her head helplessly, "You can make a name for yourself by touching the gun like this, I, Zhao Bingqian, am at your mercy!"

"That's what you said! Don't play tricks when the time comes!" Luo Hebin smiled.

Zhao Bingqian walked away in a huff, and she sat alone in front of the rest table and sulked. Luo Hebin ignored Zhao Bingqian, still touching the gun, he kept thinking, how to feel the gun soul? Just touched and touched, until the afternoon, and he didn't find a name.

Before leaving, Zhao Bingqian sneered: "Luo Hebin, you have touched the gun for a day today, I think you will do it tomorrow?

Luo Hebin said with a smile: "Of course I will continue to touch the gun tomorrow, I must find a name!"

On the morning of the tenth day, Luo Hebin arrived at the shooting range, still touching the gun, and Zhao Bingqian sneered on the side. Luo Hebin didn't pay attention to her, he touched the gun wholeheartedly, and after touching it for two days, Luo Hebin's hands were about to feel calloused, and he didn't feel the existence of the gun soul.

What the hell is going on? Liu Tai can feel the Gun Soul, why can't I feel it? Gun Soul! Where are you? Try it with the Ten Thousand Beasts Psychic Technique? So Luo Hebin silently recited the Ten Thousand Beasts Psychic Mantra. Luo Hebin's hand was touched like this, and suddenly a voice said in his ear: "Oh, you guy, you have been touching me for two days, and you are annoyed to death!"

Luo Hebin was pleasantly surprised: "Gun Soul!"

A lazy voice said, "It's me, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm going to shoot, I need your help!" Luo Hebin said.

"Oh, I'm annoying you, I don't want to help you!" said Gun Soul.

Damn! This guy refuses to help! Luo Hebin immediately threatened: "Since you are the soul of the gun, you must have life, if you don't help me, then I will destroy you!" Luo Hebin stretched out his sword finger, silently recited the Yin Extinguishing Mantra, and pointed his sword at the gun.

"Ahh

"Very good, from now on, you will obey my orders, and you can only obey me alone, others use you, you are not allowed to serve him, you can only serve me alone!" Luo Hebin said sharply.

"Okay, I'll obey your orders in the future, and if others use me in the future, I'll let him beat him crookedly!"

Luo Hebin nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, this is about the same, as long as you obey me, I will not treat you badly, I will definitely polish you and prolong your life!"

Gun Soul said happily: "Great, I will definitely serve you well!"

"Luo Hebin, what are you muttering alone?" Zhao Bingqian saw Luo Hebin talking alone with a gun, and she didn't know what was crazy about him.

Luo Hebin smiled: "I'm practicing shooting!"

"Cut! Obviously talking nonsense with a gun, and quibbling that it is a practice shooting, I want to see how you shoot!" Zhao Bingqian sneered.

Luo Hebin stood up with a gun and walked up to Zhao Bingqian, "Does what you started to say still count?"

Zhao Bingqian sneered: "Count, as long as you hit the bull's-eye once, I will kiss you once!"

Luo Hebin raised his pistol, "Okay, I'll shoot the No. 1 target now, you see!"

Luo Hebin raised his pistol, his eyes looked at Zhao Bingqian's face, he didn't aim, he pulled the trigger casually, "Bang!" The bullet flew out, hitting the bull's-eye of the No. 1 target impartially.

Zhao Bingqian was stunned for a moment, and she said, "How could it be shot, it was a coincidence!"

"You don't believe it, do you, I'm shooting to show you, this time I'm shooting the second bull's-eye!" Luo Hebin raised his hand, still without aim.

"Bang!" the bullet flew out and hit the very center of the bullseye No. 2.

Zhao Bingqian was dumbfounded, "Shot again! Oh my God! What's going on?"

"You! I still don't believe it! I'm shooting at you, this time shooting the No. 3 bull's-eye!" Luo Hebin made a trick this time, turned his body, turned his back to the target, put the gun under his armpit, and hooked the trigger.

"Bang!" the bullet flew out and accurately hit the bullseye number three.

Zhao Bingqian looked at Luo Hebin in a panic, so that he could shoot the bull's-eye, this can only be done by a gun god, how is this possible. He just practiced shooting for eight days, touched the gun for two days, and became a gun god!

At this time, the surrounding people who practiced shooting gathered around to see the excitement, "Wow, it's incredible, you can shoot the bullseye with the target on your back!"

Luo Hebin looked at Zhao Bingqian and said with a smile: "I will show you another performance, so that you can be convinced!" Luo Hebin took out a piece of cloth, blindfolded him, and then walked all the way back to the door of the shooting range, with his back to the shooting range, and the distance was already far away at this time.

"This time I'm going to shoot the No. 1 bullseye and the No. 3 bull's-eye, with only one bullet!" As soon as Luo Hebin's words came out, everyone immediately exclaimed.