Chapter 157: Shooting Range Competition
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"That's fine, as long as you're okay. I'll go and ask you tomorrow and go directly to the ranch for supply. Brad couldn't help but laugh, it wasn't a big deal, it was just a gesture.
After hearing his promise, Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, he was unwilling to deal with those ranchers who could not afford to make profits. Who said that foreigners are honest and honest in doing business? Capitalists have always been cunning people who eat people and don't spit out bones, knowing that Wang Hao wants to buy calves, he will definitely increase the price, and even if he can't sell them, he will use the golden pasture to speculate.
"Thank you very much, always bothering you."
"We're friends, and friends are meant to help each other, aren't they?" Brad took a sip of coffee and said, "I'm glad I could help you." ”
For so long, Wang Hao has enjoyed Brad's selfless help, and after hearing his words, he was slightly moved, but he didn't say it. Instead, he patted his head as if he had just remembered something: "Oh! I almost forgot the blueberries I brought you, there must be no blueberries on your ranch, right? ”
As he spoke, he walked towards his locomotive. At the same time, Brad also stood up and shrugged his shoulders: "I guess only your ranch here has blueberries, and the harvest is okay, right?" ”
Wang Hao, who walked to the side of the locomotive, blocked Brad's vision with the car, and quietly took out a box from the space ring, then filled it with blueberries, and sprinkled some water on it, it looked like it had just been picked, very fresh!
It's just a little bit of heart, it's not worth much, it's just fresh and healthy. It's more delicious than what is sold in the market. Even if he hadn't cast any spells on the blueberry trees, they were still quite tasty and tender.
"My wife likes to eat this. I bought it the day before yesterday, and it cost dozens of dollars to buy a pound at the Australian Open! Brad put the box away without any excuse, he didn't need to be polite to Wang Hao.
He took one out of it with his fingers. After putting it in his mouth and chewing it, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised: "The taste is very good, sweet, with a hint of sourness, and a kind of wheat fragrance." The flesh is tender! ”
Wang Hao accepted such praise without reluctance, and he did not sit down again, but leaned forward on the railing and looked at the lake in the distance: "Brad." Do you plan to enjoy such a beautiful ranch alone? God-given beauty can't be buried here, isn't there any intention to share it? ”
"I know what you're trying to say. But I'm a quiet person, and if there are too many people, the scenery will be ruined. Brad took out a cigar and sniffed it lightly on the tip of his nose before continuing: "The last time I traveled to China, the Great Wall was spectacular, but there were so many people that I didn't have time to appreciate it, and I even lost my phone." ”
After vaguely revealing his meaning, Wang Hao didn't have any other thoughts when he saw Brad's refusal, he stretched out his hand and pinched the leaves next to the railing. After leaving a fingernail mark, he started chatting with Brad again.
"Since you have so much time today, how about we go to the shooting range and play two together? I haven't been out hunting lately, and my hands are loose, so hurry up and go for an activity. ”
Brad snorted a cigar with a faint smoke in his mouth. He and Wang Hao are also relatively close to each other, and the previous airplane is a common hobby. The current ranch is mainly not able to shoot, so it is definitely not qualified. Even Wang Hao, a monk who became a monk halfway, has also obtained a gun license in Sydney, and there are guns hidden in the ranch and space ring.
There's no man who doesn't like guns. So after hearing Brad's suggestion, Wang Hao happily agreed. He hadn't shot a gun properly, and he had followed Pete, Neil and others to hunt and hunt wild dogs on his ranch.
"I can't wait!"
Gun ownership is legal in Australia, and because people here have a special preference for firearms for historical reasons, the shooting range is a must-have. Even in the remote countryside of Golden Ranch, you can go to the nearby small city of Swanhill to vent.
"Don't worry, it's only a five-minute drive, I'll call first and ask if there's a target. You know, there are a lot of cowboys and ranchers in the neighborhood, and everyone can go to the shooting gallery to play with a couple of them if they have nothing to do, and those bullets are not expensive, and maybe you can meet a few old guys. ”
Brad took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone, while Wang Hao stayed aside and used their home wireless to surf the Internet, he hasn't been on his social media much recently6, and now he sees that his followers on Twitter have accumulated to 1,000 people, although it is not worth mentioning compared to those stars, but Wang Hao is still very happy to have a picture of the scenery of Brad's ranch as a gift.
Because he has nothing to do, he updates the photos in his QQ space album, so there are many people who come to leave a message below, wanting to know where this ranch is, and there are people who have come to take a look**.
Picking up a few friends' messages to reply, Wang Hao is looking forward to seeing his friends in Australia and getting together here. He also knew that many people were just talking, and didn't really want to come.
After Brad hung up the phone, he said to Wang Hao, who was constantly refreshing the page of his mobile phone: "Okay, let's go!" There's still space at the range, you'll need to go back and put on your gun license and credit card, and we'll meet at the exit of the Golden Ranch. ”
Who knew that Wang Hao waved his hand directly, smiled and said: "I don't have to go back, just rub your car and finish the job, I have a gun license and a card with me, even a green card." ”
"Who's okay to bring these documents with them." Brad muttered under his breath as he went inside and took out his car keys and walked towards the garage.
And Wang Hao followed behind him slowly, no one would know that Wang Hao would put all his important things in the space ring. It may be stolen or lost or burned or moth-eaten in the pasture, but it is safe and convenient to put it in the space ring.
It is really close from the ranch to the shooting gallery, just a few minutes away. Wang Hao never thought that the shooting hall would be not far from his ranch, and he could come over to play as long as he had nothing to do in the future.
The front of the shooting hall is not large, but the hall inside is so large that it is almost a firearms museum. There are all kinds of pistols, rifles and submachine guns here, American, Russian, Israeli, Czech, Swedish, German, French, etc., almost all of them are the latest types of light weapons. Even the Japanese-made Sanhachi cover is displayed on the shelf as an antique.
Not only are there many varieties, but also firearms of various calibers, specifications and prices are exhaustive. There were both O.9 small-caliber pistols and 1.45 large-caliber revolvers. There are small and delicate self-defense pistols with a range of less than 5om, and special pistols with night vision sights with a range of up to 2oom. There are both pistols for more than 2oo dollars a pistol, and there are also high-end rifles for more than 2ooo dollars. Anyway, as long as you pay for it, you can buy it freely with a legal gun license.
The two were greeted by a fat old man of African descent, and Australia is a country of immigrants with a variety of races. As a regular customer of the shooting gallery, Brad hugged the fat old man warmly before saying, "Nelson, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?" ”
Nelson, the fat old black man, slapped Brad twice on the back with his fan-sized hand, grinned and showed his white teeth, and replied very kindly, "I'm good, I just went to the United States for a tour, and I came to shoot so early today?" ”
"Of course, I'll introduce you to a friend - Wang Hao, he is the new owner of Joseph's ranch, let's come over and practice marksmanship together."
"Quite energetic young man, it turns out that you are the little guy Joseph said. Now that we old fellows have retired one by one, Joseph has sold all the ancestral pastures, and I wonder if we will be able to see him again and have a glass of wine together. Nelson sighed slightly, this shooting range is now run by his son, and it has been in this place for many years.
Wang Hao is not a reserved person, he stepped forward and shook his hand, hugged him politely and said: "I think you will see each other again, Joseph comes to see him every year, he is in Sydney now, maybe he will come to see you old friends in a few days!" He wasn't at ease with the ranch. ”
"That's good, that's good! Since this is my first time here, let me introduce you. Nelson took out a contract form from the counter, handed it to Wang Hao, and explained: "People who come for the first time have to sign this contract, mainly because of precautions and safety responsibilities, especially not to point guns at the rest of the people." ”
After a brief glance, Wang Hao signed his name at the end, and the sound of gunfire in his ears made his blood boil. How can you feel a gun casually like this in China, so that you can practice freely.
"Or we'll be better at marksmanship?" Brad took off his sunglasses, revealing an excited look, he was sure that Wang Hao's contact with the gun was very short, and the accuracy was definitely not good, so there was no pressure.
Nelson didn't stop him, but explained with a smile: "He's a well-known sharpshooter in the neighborhood, and he's the best among amateurs, and he can often hit 9 rings, and 1o rings are also a common thing." ”
Wang Hao shrugged his shoulders, his face didn't matter, he was not an ordinary person, his eyes and vision were comparable to that of a golden eagle, and his hands were quite steady, as long as he practiced a little, there was no problem at all.
"Okay, let's treat the loser to dinner." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)
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