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Seeing this gun, Zhang Yang was impressed by the ability of this old John, which is definitely the standard configuration of the US military, equipped with four Picotiny slides with handguards, as well as optical sights, night vision goggles, laser sights, grips and tactical lights. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Some of the configurations are neatly displayed on a small table, and you can equip them according to your habits.

Shooting skeet with this assault rifle is fundamentally different from the design of the skeet for the Olympic competition, because the Olympic bullet uses a 24-gram stray projectile containing about 270 lead pellets, which after firing depends on any part of the dispersion surface to hit the target. Therefore, it can only be roughly aimed at the target, that is, you don't really need to hit the flying saucer, after all, the bullet is a scattered bullet, and the range of fire that can be controlled is still quite large.

"How many groups?" Old John asked tentatively.

"First three groups." Zhang Yang thought for a moment, after all, it was the first time for him to shoot a flying skeet with a real gun, although the principle of shooting was similar, Zhang Yang still chose a conservative data, and then accelerated the shooting speed after taking a look.

"Three groups, are you sure?!"

Old John was stunned for a moment, you must know that one group is three target throwing machines, although they only throw one target at a time, but the number of three groups is quite large, which is equivalent to throwing nine flying saucers at the same time, and they are in different directions.

Undoubtedly, it is quite difficult to fly at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour in the air, flying saucers in different directions......

"Of course!"

Zhang Yang smiled, still accustomed to disassembling the rifle and calibrating it carefully.

Looking at Zhang Yang's meticulous monograph movements, the people on the shooting range all had a fascinated expression, Zhang Yang's movements were full of a sense of flowing beauty, and the parts kept sliding down in his hands as if they were alive, making people visually produce a pleasing feeling.

"Phew!" A crisp gunshot sounded.

Zhang Yang put away a dozen magazines, fired a shot at a tree in the distance, and after slightly correcting some crosshairs, he signaled that he could start.

"Hahaha...... Dear Mr. John, are you playing with guns? ”

Just when a few people were preparing for the target plane, an old man wearing a white suit, a white top hat, and a pair of sunglasses on his eyes walked over with a pitch-black cane in his hand, and hugged Old John with open arms from a distance.

Behind the old man, there were eight big men in black suits on this hot day, wearing sunglasses, with serious faces, and they couldn't see expressions, but from their facial features, it could be seen that each of them looked around very vigilantly, and at least two of them stared at the rifle in Zhang Yang's hand.

The two old men hugged each other tightly and patted each other's shoulders to show affection, but Zhang Yang obviously saw that Old John's expression was a little unnatural, and even had a painful patience, obviously, he didn't like the appearance of this old man.

Immediately, someone brought them beach chairs and sun umbrellas, as well as a small round table, and carefully spread a white tablecloth on the round table, a bodyguard opened a metal box, took out a bottle of red wine and two crystal glasses from the box, poured back for the two of them, and stood respectfully with his hands down......

Looking at the eight bodyguards and some attendants staring at the old man behind him, everyone couldn't help but look sideways.

What a big show!

What a momentum!

It's so meticulous!

……

Zhang Yang found that whether the old man was talking or drinking, his gestures gave people a kind of power to oppress the surname, and there was a faint danger that permeated the old man who was a little bloated and short.

Of course, what interests Zhang Yang is not the pomp and momentum of the old man, but the aristocratic temperament of the old man that interests Zhang Yang.

Obviously, this old man has lived in a very particular social circle since he was a child, so he has cultivated this unusual exquisiteness.

Obviously, this is a very large family.

Whether it is China or foreign countries, it takes at least three generations to cultivate a real Guizhou, and the rich only three generations are like a curse, many first-generation nouveau riche have left hundreds of millions of family assets for future generations, but they cannot really bless their descendants, but instead cultivate countless losers.

When a wealthy family really cultivates a nobleman, and continues to have a wealth of hundreds of millions, then it is a very successful family, and this kind of family has a special means and family rules to continue the glory, undoubtedly, this kind of family is terrible, and its energy and influence are also considerable, after all, they are at least three generations of accumulation, or even hundreds of years......

"Knock knock ......!"

Zhang Yang couldn't help frowning and turned his head, he heard a violent heartbeat behind him, it was Su Dafeng.

Su Dafeng's eyes were staring at the old man's side, his face was pale, and even Zhang Yang felt a sense of fear from his eyes.

Why is he afraid?

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be a little puzzled, although this old man was extremely powerful, but it was far from being terrifying, and Su Dafeng's performance on the freighter was very good, although he was a little afraid of death, but he was definitely not a kind of person.

In fact, now that Old John and the old man were sitting far away, talking in a low voice, laughing occasionally, Zhang Yang thought about it, put the rifle on the gun rack and walked in front of Su Dafeng, he needed to ask clearly.

"Who is he?" Zhang Yang asked directly.

"You don't know him?" Su Dafeng couldn't help but look at Zhang Yang with a surprised expression.

"Why should I know him?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

"With your marksmanship, you should also be a person in the circle, why don't you know him?"

"Circle! What circle? Zhang Yang became more and more confused.

"The underworld, or the underground forces, of course, can also be said to be gangsters, as long as it is on the road, there is no one who does not know him."

"He's famous?"

"Not very famous, but very famous, he's Kara!" Su Dafeng shook his head with a wry smile.

"Kara!"

When Zhang Yang heard this name, he was shocked, this was not an unfamiliar name to him, and even this name was not an unfamiliar name to the entire human race on the earth.

Carla, the current godfather of the mafia!

There is a saying circulating among the underground forces in the United States: "It's okay not to know the president of the United States, but it's okay not to know the godfather of the mafia!" ”。

From this sentence, it can be seen how deeply rooted the reputation of the mafia in the United States is.

From the beginning of the mafia, the history of the mafia is almost as long as the history of the United States, most of them are Sicilians, they control the underground forces in the United States, they control 70 percent of the drug business in the United States, they get huge profits from drug trafficking and illegal gambling business, they expand their "business" and diversify, including: pornography, entertainment, industry, construction, transportation, usury, vending machines, garbage collection, stock speculation, etc., As a result, the whole society suffers all kinds of social and economic losses......

Moreover, they have also stepped into the mouth-watering pie of Hollywood. In fact, almost every American comedian and singer before the era of rock and roll was inseparable from the underworld, and many even relied on the underworld for their food. There were many rumors about Frank? Sinatra had something to do with the mafia. The classic scene in the movie "The Godfather" where he chops off a horse's head and throws it on the bed, it is rumored that it is how the mafia helped Frank? A similar approach to Sinatra's acquisition of a record contract.

Of course, the mafia's crimes are far more than that, and killing people can be said to be commonplace for them. Stories of victims being tied to a stove or beaten with a sledgehammer are not uncommon. It has even been heard that the head of the tortured person was clamped with a vice until the eye actually fell out, and such an unthinkable thing is common in the mafia.

Although it is common to kill people with firearms or bombs, the traditional mafia's killing methods are often ritualistic. Some people are "vaporized" (disappeared without a clue); Some people are strangled and corroded with strong acid; Some were buried; Others were fed to animals or poured into cement.

Unlike ordinary gangster killings, mafia killings have rituals.

If the corpse is left, it must also have the meaning he wants to express: the deceased's hand was cut off and placed on his chest in retaliation for killing the mafia; The genitals were stuffed in his mouth because he was killed by the wife of the mafia; When the bullet is shot through the mouth, of course, it says something that should not be said or tells the political axe; And the money on the face of the deceased means that this old man was killed because of greed and blackness......

However, the mafia is due to the lack of loyalty of its members. Coupled with the fact that the US political axe is so strong that most mafia members choose the latter between imprisonment and betrayal. The younger generation disregards the reputation and traditions of the family, and acts arbitrarily, which makes the major families even more contradictory, and now, the mafia has declined a lot, of course, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and no one dares to despise their existence.

Of course, the decline of the five major families of the American mafia is closely related to the Skull and Bones Society.

Since the 50s of the 20th century, there have been many mafia factions in the United States, and their influence has spread throughout the country. However, in recent years, the American mafia has gradually declined, and the gangster organizations that originally spread all over the country can now only entrench themselves in two cities, New York and Chicago. Due to the continuous crackdown of the US political axe for many years, the five major families of Gambino, Genoves, Luquese, Collobo and Bonano can hardly be called "glorious" in the old days.

Among them, the Bush family has the greatest influence on the mafia, and the Bush family is the representative of the Skull and Bones Association, and when the Bush family has reached the pinnacle of power in the United States for two consecutive generations, the Skull and Bones Association represented by Bush has gradually come to the fore from behind the scenes and has become a new mafia organization.

At present, although the American mafia is not as powerful as before, it still controls many gambling, drug trafficking, and usury businesses. In particular, the gradual openness of the Skull and Bones Society, which is more closely related to the political axe, has made the American mafia one of the most powerful mafia in the world.

No matter what changes in the underground power in the United States, Kara is still one of the representative surnames of the mafia, and he symbolizes the glory of the five major families!

The Carla Family!

Skull & Bones Club!

Zhang Yang smiled recently, this journey was getting more and more interesting, because he had already heard the words of the two old men involved in the hole......

"Dear Mr. John, it was a pleasure to chat with you, why don't we have a friendly match, I haven't shot for a long time, hehe, I'm old, it's a young man's world now......"

The old man gently clinked glasses with Old John and stood up, and glanced at Zhang Yang meaningfully at them, obviously, he misunderstood that Zhang Yang was Old John's new recruit.

"Please!" The muscles in Old John's face twitched, he didn't want to play any friendly match with Kara, he just wanted to send the plague away quickly.

Immediately, a group of bodyguards came over and motioned for Zhang Yang to give way, and then, very carefully, selected two rifles for the two old men, and even carefully wiped the guns with towels.

Apparently, Carla has a habit of cleanliness!

Watching the old man carefully wipe his already clean hands with a tissue, Zhang Yang almost immediately judged that Kara was suffering from a cleanliness habit similar to mental illness.

In fact, cleanliness is too much cleanliness. It is good for a person to love cleanliness, but it is a cleanliness habit if he pays too much attention to cleanliness and affects his normal study, work and life, especially social interaction. There is a distinction between severity and severity. Milder cleanliness is just a bad habit. It can be corrected by desensitization therapy, cognitive therapy. The more serious cleanliness habit is a mental illness and is a type of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Family education plays an important role in inducing or aggravating cleanliness. Some patients' parents have a forced family name, which has a subtle influence on the patient, and the patient's family education is strict, old-fashioned, and even a little cold, so the patient is cautious, indecisive, overly trivial and meticulous, and is too old-fashioned and stubborn in his interactions with others, lacking human touch and flexible surname. They also overly insist on a regular routine and hygiene habits in their daily lives, and they are anxious at the slightest change.

Chengren patients generally have a strong sense of time, abide by discipline and systems, have more rigid living habits, are too cautious and indecisive in encountering problems, and many people may be very superstitious. People with this surname are susceptible to neurosis under excessively strong pressure.

Judging from Carla's meticulous movements, Kara's cleanliness is already very serious.

This is not only a mafia godfather, but also a psychopath with strong mental pressure.

Inexplicably, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a little pity for this old man, it was very obvious that it was the old man's family, and it was the old man's innate identity that caused the old man's condition.

When a person bears the rise and fall of an entire family, the mental pressure is naturally unimaginable, not to mention that a person like Carla is not just the rise and fall of a family.

Many ordinary people only see the scenery of these people, but they don't know how much pressure they are under.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh deeply, it's not easy to be an underworld!

"What are you sighing about, young man?" Suddenly, Kara, who had picked up her rifle, turned around and looked at Zhang Yang with a pair of blue-gray eyes.

"You want me to say! Respectable Mr. Kara? Zhang Yang shrugged his shoulders, looked at the crowd around him, and smiled lightly.

"Say it." Carla was slightly stunned, inexplicably, he was suddenly full of curiosity about this strange young man.

This young man knows his name, obviously knows his identity, Carla is very aware of his status, ordinary people know that it is him, it is difficult to speak, will appear cramped and uneasy, but this young man seems quite calm......

"Then I said, hehe, it was Mr. Carla who asked me to say it, actually, I think Mr. Carla is very pitiful, because, Mr. Carla has a very serious mental illness......"

Suddenly!

As soon as Zhang Yang's words fell, the old man's face changed color, the rifle in his hand trembled slightly, and a pair of slightly cloudy eyes shot out two fierce lights.

The atmosphere became oppressive and suffocating.

John and Su Dafeng were both shocked, and Ruan Wenwu's muscles were tense, like a cheetah.

And Kara's group of bodyguards all touched it, and the swords were tense, and there was a scarcity in the air, as if the height of summer had suddenly turned to autumn......

The only one with a laid-back face is flamboyance.

For a strong man of this level, there is no difference between a notorious mafia and an ordinary person, and the only difference is that there will be no conscience condemnation for killing such a person.

If a strong person really wants to meddle in secular affairs, he can be wiped out in an instant by an underworld organization with a history of hundreds of years like the Mafia......

"You're not afraid I'll kill you?" The old man's brow jumped, and his thick fingers tightened the rifle in his hand.

"You can't kill me, but I can kill you easily." Zhang Yang spread his hands, he didn't want to pretend to be a weak man's expression, because, there was no need, this was just a place he occasionally passed by, perhaps, he would not see these people in his life, of course, the most important thing was that Zhang Yang didn't want to lose the old man's face, if he showed weakness, the old man would naturally lose face in front of Old John.

"Click!" With a bang, the rifle safety in the old man's hand was opened, the bullet was loaded, the muzzle of the black hole was raised, and the old man's hand was unstable, holding the rifle motionless like a rock.

"Hahaha...... I can't kill you? Just pull the trigger lightly and your head will be like a burst watermelon. The old man burst out laughing, his face flushed.

"Dear Mr. Carla, you won't shoot, you're not here to kill, and, if you shoot, it won't do you any good, moreover, it will bring ruin to your family, so, you should calm down, your family has reached the point of life and death, the Bush family will not let a notorious mafia family fight against them, you need to leave your life to do something more meaningful, not with me, a Chinese who occasionally passes by here, sir!"

……

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched and he didn't speak, the gun in his hand was still facing Zhang Yang at all, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"Mr. Carla, this is my manor, he is my guest, you put down the rifle in your hand, and our cooperation can continue to talk, as long as you put down the gun, I can ...... OK...... OK...... I can promise you some conditions......"

Although Old John kept talking, his body didn't dare to move, holding a handkerchief in his hand and constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead, and beside him, there was a bodyguard wearing sunglasses clinging to his back.

In fact, at this time, the whole scene has been controlled by Kara's bodyguards, Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu are already standing beside them, and the bodyguards have already pulled out the pistols on their waists, which is very obvious, as long as there is the slightest movement, they will shoot without hesitation.

"Mr. John, I thank you very much for your care, however, my life does not need to be exchanged for your benefit, I know, I know that the honorable Mr. Cara will not shoot, because, Mr. Cara is a gentleman, a nobleman, his hand, not to hold a gun, but to give orders, to me, you see, my hand is better suited to hold a gun than you, give me the gun......"

Carla suddenly felt dizzy, he had a feeling of darkness, he only heard the young man on the other side keep moving, those eyes were full of a demonic power, like a bottomless black hole, devouring all the power......

(To be continued)