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"Give it to me!"

"Give it to me!"

……

In the midst of the swaggering and enchanting voice, Kara felt as if his brain had deoxygenated and collapsed, and a powerful spiritual force controlled his limbs like invisible shackles. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhang Yangyi began to use psychological insinuation that Kara was suffering from mental illness, and then used hypnosis to break his mind little by little.

You must know that Kara is a high-ranking person among ordinary people, and he has been in power for a long time, although he has a mental illness such as cleanliness, but this does not affect his life, but cultivates his iron will, even if it is such a strong person, it is impossible to do anything to this kind of person.

In the stunned faces of everyone, Kara slowly handed the loaded assault rifle in his hand to Zhang Yang.

Everything is full of incredible magic!

Hardly anyone could believe that a strange young man could make a figure like Carla put down his gun, and now, it did happen, the two of them were like two old friends, and Kara's movements were extremely natural when he handed the gun to Zhang Yang.

"Dear Mr. Kara, you are indeed a gentleman, I am not mistaken!" Zhang Yang took the rifle and handed it to Su Dafeng behind him, and patted Kara's fat body with one hand, this action shocked a group of bodyguards, in this world, no one can pat Kara's shoulder with that attitude, and neither can Bush of the Skull Club!

“……”

Looking at Zhang Yang's deep eyes, Mr. Cara's heart jumped and he was awake.

"Okay, good, it's really a master!" Mr. Kara's eyes flashed with fierceness.

"Dear Mr. Kara, you can play a friendly game with Mr. John." Zhang Yang bowed slightly and smiled, this old man really deserves to be the leader of the mafia, his determination is extremely strong, and his psychological suggestion and hypnotism can only make him lose for a moment, worthy of being a superior!

"Please!"

"Please!"

Old John was afraid that Kara would still be entangled with Zhang Yang, so he hurriedly took the gun from Su Dafeng's hand and handed it to Kara. His action seemed very natural, but it implied to reassure Kara.

Sure enough, when the rifle fell from Su Dafeng to the old man's hand, the old man's frowning brows relaxed.

Guns can always give people a sense of security, and the elderly are no exception.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

……

After John's signal, the target plane released the saucer, and the old John shot quickly, and after a series of gunshots, the scene was eerily quiet.

A group of three target planes, none of the nine targets released in sequence were concentrated.

Everyone stared blankly at the air, their mouths were half open and they didn't know what to say, even Zhang Yang was a little stunned. Finally, Zhang Yang understood the reason why Old John failed to be a killer, Old John really didn't have the talent to be a killer.

"Ahem...... It's your turn, Mr. Kara. Old John blushed and coughed awkwardly to remind Kara.

"Hahahaha...... Your Excellency's marksmanship is really worthy of its reputation, hahaha......"

Kara burst into laughter as she looked up at the sky and laughed like a duck crowing, and old John looked at Kara's forgetful smile, and his face became more and more red.

"Dear Mr. Carla, I'm old, but my nephew is very good at marksmanship, don't you like to bet? Or, let's open? ”

"Nephew?"

"It's Zhang!" Old John pointed at Zhang Yang, it was not too much for him to call Zhang Yang his nephew, after all, Zhang Yang's current identity is the old man's apprentice, and Old John and the old man are a generation.

"Oh, no wonder you're so nervous and don't know what bets Mr. John can make?" Kara asked with interest.

"If you win, I can sell 49 percent of the shares, so that although the fishing company is still under my control, you can already participate in the operation, and you can participate in the fishing company for everything you are interested in, but the profit is still 49 percent, Mr. Carla must also know that the fishing company is the family property left by my grandfather, and my 49 percent transfer is already the biggest concession!"

"What if I lose?" Kara asked, looking down for a moment.

"I'm sorry ......"

"Thirty-nine percent, and if you lose, you can also participate in thirty-nine percent!" Just when Old John was about to refuse, Zhang Yang suddenly interjected.

"Zhang ......" John was stunned, and there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Dear Mr. John, you can sell 39% of the shares, but you can expand your business several times, even dozens of times, I think, Mr. John's grandfather will also be pleased, and besides, the fishing company is always yours, and no one can take away your fishing company!" Zhang Yang said slowly, and his tone was filled with a magnetic surname of a male surname, which made people inexplicably produce a sense of trust.

"Good!" Old John thought about it for a few minutes, and finally nodded.

"Hahaha...... Rejoice, I think, I'm old too, it's a young man's world now, we should give young people more opportunities, dear Mr. John, do you say yes? ”

"Huh?" Old John looked at Mr. Carla in bewilderment.

"Caesar, come here."

Kara's head was slightly lower, and a young man standing behind a beach chair, dressed in a gray suit, with unusually neatly combed hair, stood out, this young man had blond hair in a shawl, and a pair of blue eyes like jewels, this person was the young man who poured wine and laid the tablecloth for Karati, and he was the closest person to Kara from beginning to end.

"Great uncle." The young man nodded humbly, looking at Kara with a look of reverence in his eyes.

"I know you have ambitions, although you are not a direct member of our family, but you still have the blood of our Gambino family in your veins, if you win today, I will consider you as one of the successors."

"Thank you, uncle."

The young man nodded and saluted, with a pampered expression, but the moment he lowered his head, Zhang Yang saw the flame jumping in his gaze, which was a flame of power.

"Don't be pressured, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, in fact, I've already decided to give me 49 percent of the shares." John walked over to Zhang Yang's side and whispered.

"Dear Mr. John, you are right in your decision, but thirty-nine percent is obviously much better than forty-nine." Zhang Yang shrugged and smiled.

"Of course, of course!" Old John laughed heartily.

"Hehe, you're sure?" Carla smiled at Old John.

"No, I'm not sure, except for indoor targeting, and I haven't even seen my nephew shoot a skeet, but it doesn't matter to me whether I win or lose, because my nephew has brought me a very good partner." Old John's gaze fell on Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu.

"Is it because of them that you are willing to cooperate with me?" It dawned on Kara.

"Yes, they will open up the smuggling channel for me all over Asia, they will send a steady stream of women from all over Asia to the United States, and now, I have a group of beautiful women in my house, they are gold mines, these gold mines, will be waiting for us to dig, it's us, dear Mr. Carla!"

"Chinese woman?" Kara's eyes lit up.

"Hehe, this, let's wait until you win, or lose."

"No hurry, no hurry, in short, win or lose, you will always tell me." Carla laughed.

"Let's get started!"

……

"Click!"

"Click!"

……

There was a series of gunfire scraping sounds, and the blonde young man named Caesar took off his suit, revealing his white shirt, and an assault rifle disintegrated in his hand as if by magic.

After the young man carefully examined the rifle, there was a dense "click" of metal rubbing, and a complete rifle appeared in his hand.

Master! Ruan Van Wu's eyes lit up, and the muscles of his body tensed unconsciously.

Just from the action of disassembling the rifle, it can be seen that this is a real firearms master, and he is different from Zhang Yang, who is the first time to come into contact with this standard assault rifle of the American infantry, and this young man is as familiar with this gun as he is with his own body......

"He served in the army when he was nineteen, spent two years in Iraq and three days in Afghanistan, he was a distant nephew of mine, and he wanted to get a place in the family, and when he came back, I took him with him to test his will and loyalty......," Mr. Cara said of Caesar, with a pride in his eyes.

"It seems that he has passed your assessment." Old John's eyes were fixed on the young man, and he had a feeling that this young man might well be the successor of the Gambino family.

"Look again." Kara smiled slightly, noncommittal.

……

"How many groups?" Zhang Yang motioned for Caesar to shoot first, and one of the attendants asked Caesar.

Caesar didn't speak, just raised a finger slightly.

"Bang!"

……

Zhang Yang's keen sense of feeling the subtle sound of the big flying saucer breaking the air, the target aircraft is a target aircraft to launch a flying saucer, but the flying saucer flight direction is different, that is to say, the target aircraft shoots three flying saucers at a time.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

The M16A2 can fire semi-automatically, as well as in bursts of up to 3 bursts. And the number of flying saucers at a time is exactly three, and Caesar chose three bursts of bursts at the beginning, which is a rather difficult way to shoot, after all, the direction of the three flying saucers is not concentrated in one place, so the muzzle movement is quite large.

Almost at the same time as the three gunshots, the UFO burst into smoke as it burst in the air.

……

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

After a moment of silence, there was a round of applause.

Very smooth shooting, moreover, the time and distance are quite accurate, the flying skeet in multi-directional fire, the maximum distance of the disc target flight is 75 meters, the flight time is 4 to 5 seconds, and the best shot hit distance is within 35 meters. Therefore, the shooter must complete the firing within 15 to 20 meters of the disc target flying out of the target trench, which means that the shooter must complete a series of actions of transporting the gun, aiming and firing within 0.4 to 0.6 seconds.

Caesar used an assault rifle, and he could shoot skeet at a distance of 70 meters, instead of shooting within 20 meters like a shotshot, in fact, when Caesar hit the skeet just now, it was at a distance of 15 meters, which is a very difficult distance to shoot.

Caesar's face was unusually calm, and his expression was relaxed, as if he was not happy at all to shoot three flying saucers.

"Please!"

"Two groups!" Zhang Yang picked up the rifle he had begun to check and said lightly.

Now, the rules of the game are completely different from shooting competitions.

"Click!"

The gun made a pleasant mechanical grinding sound, and everyone's hearts tightened inexplicably, as if the sound of loading was pounding on their hearts.

Begin!

Zhang Yang raised his hand to signal......

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

……

End gun, aim, shoot, gunshot, six consecutive point shots, the action is incomparably smooth, and the flow is smooth.

The movements were so fast, so fast that people's brains couldn't react at all, and this series of actions fell in the eyes of everyone, as if it was just two actions of raising the gun and dropping the gun......

There was an eerie silence at the shooting range.

Dozens of pairs of eyes were staring closely into the vast void, and in that void, there was still lime smoke and dust drifting......

Six shots and six hits!

Time froze at this moment, and everyone actually forgot to applaud and stared blankly at the air.

"Bang bang bang ......!"

There was a burst of applause, and even Carla and Caesar did not hesitate to applaud themselves, and Old John was even more red with excitement, and the fat on his stomach kept trembling. And the gaze in Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu's eyes was no longer excited, but fanatical.

Marvel!

It's an absolute miracle!

It was Caesar's turn to shoot.

"Three groups!"

Caesar's expression became solemn, he picked up the gun and weighed it carefully, took a deep breath, Zhang Yang's decisive shooting caused him huge psychological pressure, and this broke his shooting rhythm, he was preparing to increase the number of flying saucers round by round, so that he could find the feeling of shooting.

In fact, playing requires a sense of the ball, singing requires a sense of musicality, and shooting, too, you need to cultivate a sense of being in the best shape of your game.

Caesar had to jump from one group to three groups, because Zhang Yang had already hit all the flying saucers in the second group, and he couldn't win even if he hit them all, he had to start from the third group.

Caesar made a ready move.

Flying saucer shoots out ......

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

……

There was a burst of intense shooting, and when the last skeet was hit at a distance of about 60 meters, just the moment it landed, everyone breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Everyone didn't want the game to end like this, even John Sr. hoped that Caesar wouldn't lose too quickly.

I have to say that Caesar's shooting this time is significantly different from the last time, because beads of sweat have rolled down Caesar's forehead.

With nine bullets this time, Caesar didn't shoot easily!

It was Zhang Yang's turn to shoot.

Zhang Yang checked the magazine this time, and replenished the bullets that started shooting, this action made everyone a little puzzled, this is the standard US military configuration magazine, there are thirty rounds of ammunition in one magazine, shooting skeet is enough, there is no need to replenish bullets at all.

Of course, no one knew that this was a habit that Zhang Yang had developed, and that he would keep the magazine fully loaded at all times as long as he had a gun on the way to being hunted down.

"How many groups?" The staff asked.

"Group of six."

"Ah...... How many groups? The staff thought their ears had misheard and asked repeatedly.

"Six groups!" Zhang Yang said word by word.

The staff of the "Six Groups of ......" opened their mouths wide and had an expression of disbelief.

Suddenly, the flamboyant rifle was raised and aimed at the staff member who controlled the target aircraft.

"Phew!"

The gun went off, the whole person of the staff was stunned, the white sunhat on his head was suddenly pulled into the air by a huge force, he felt the bald head cold, first sluggish, and then, the clumsy body retreated, took a few steps back, and suddenly fell to the ground, looking at the black hole muzzle raised in Zhang Yang's hand with a frightened face, trembling all over......

The entire shooting range fell into an eerie silence, as if, the gun in Zhang Yang's hand could shoot at anyone, Kara's group of bodyguards touched the gun on their waists and didn't dare to move, for fear of causing Zhang Yang's misunderstanding because the range of action was too large, and Carla felt that the shirt inside the suit was already soaked, for the first time, he found that he was actually in such a dangerous situation, if this young man wanted to kill him, he didn't have the slightest chance to resist, his gun, too fast, and his manpower did not have as many bullets in the magazine!

Caesar's blue eyes were dancing with blue flames, his hands were trembling slightly, he wanted to raise his gun, but he didn't dare, as if there was an invisible force in the air controlling his mind and making him dare not act rashly......

"Six groups!" Zhang Yang's hand holding the rifle was like a sculpture, not moving at all, and there was no expression on his face, but this expression gave people a heavy psychological pressure.

"Six groups!" Old John saw that the staff member still had a stunned expression, and suddenly roared.

"Ah...... Yes yes...... Six sets of ......"

The staff crawled to the side of the controller and slammed it.

Gesture and you can get started!

At the moment when he signaled, the unrestrained thoughts were overwhelming, and he felt the energy jumping in the air, the "rustling" sound of the majestic wind blowing the leaves, and the sound of the violent beating of a person's heart.

Each pair of eyes was wide open, as if afraid of missing the moment to witness the miracle.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh ......"

Zhang Yang's sense of thought has been firmly captured in the zero and zero seconds when the flying saucer shoots out of the target trench, his brain is like a high-speed computing computer, he is calculating the angle and position of each flying saucer, and even, he also calculates which flying saucer will land last, and chooses a priority shooting plan through the best processing, the crazy operation makes Zhang Yang's fair skin flush a trace of red, extremely weird.

Six groups, eighteen flying saucers were fired simultaneously in all directions......

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

……

Eighteen shots, these eighteen shots seemed to be as long as a century, and people's eyes saw the flying saucers in the air burst one by one, and the dust fluttered in the breeze......

Be quiet!

Be quiet!

Eerily quiet!

(To be continued)