"These two guns, with me for more than ten years, are custom guns, based on the Italian Beretta 92F model of pistols, increased magazine capacity, reduced recoil, I named this new gun Yinlong, the only one in the world." Du Lei said his love gun over and over again, and put him in front of Zhang Yaleng over and over again. Speaking of these two guns, Durey can be said to be three days and three nights, and it can be seen from the proud look on his face that Durey loves this gun for ten minutes.

Zhang Yaleng reached out to touch these two guns, and when he looked at them up close for the first time, he felt that this gun was very handsome, and the letters DL were engraved on the butt, which should be the abbreviation of Dulei.

"You're going to give me this gun?" Zhang Yaleng asked a very stupid question, he thought that today Du Lei took out his favorite gun and introduced it to him so solemnly, just to give this gun to himself. So Zhang Yaleng was also a little excited, he liked this handsome gun very much.

"Don't think about it, it's impossible." Du Lei didn't expect Zhang Yaleng to understand this meaning, and felt very speechless, so he directly poured a basin of cold water on Zhang Yaleng, telling him that he was thinking too much.

"And you're not worthy." Du Lei followed up with a sentence that hit Zhang Yaleng even more.

"Oh" Zhang Yaleng replied like a mosquito, feeling a little lost and a little embarrassed, he didn't know how he could say that, looking back, he himself felt that it was impossible for Du Lei to give him the gun he liked so much.

"Look, I'll just do it once, and I'll only say it once, if you don't know how to do it this time, then you can find someone else to learn it yourself, and I won't teach it anymore." Durrey cautioned, apparently intending to be strict to the end.

When Zhang Yaleng heard this, he quickly stared at Du Lei's every move, and then nodded, for fear that he would miss a link, you must know that what Du Lei taught himself was a firearm, and if Du Lei didn't teach himself this kind of thing, then where would he go to find someone to learn.

I saw Du Lei pick up one of the two pistols, and then push hard, one part of the pistol was removed by him, and then then Du Lei was like magic, the pistol was quickly disassembled little by little, Zhang Yaleng was dazzled, and a complete pistol became a pile of parts in Du Lei's hand in a few seconds.

"Magazines, which hold bullets, sleeves, enclosed structures for the gun stroke, and are used for loading, U-shaped guards, protection, tie rod springs and tie rods, internal mechanical structure, throwing shells, reloading, hammers, giving the bullet touch force, hammer spring seats, hammer springs and hammer spring guide rods, and hammer spring guide rods, working together with the hammer, stopper springs and stoppers, triggers and trigger springs, working together on the stroke system, reentry springs, the largest spring in the gun, for loading." Du Lei introduced those large and small parts one by one to Zhang Yaleng, and each one simply stated the approximate function, because he was afraid that Zhang Yaleng would not be able to understand it because he was afraid that it would be too professional.

"The bottom cover of the magazine, the leaf spring of the bullet support, the bullet plate." Then Durey disassembled the entire magazine into parts, and at this point, the entire pistol was easily disassembled by Durley.

Zhang Yaleng opened his mouth in surprise, he had never seen such a technique, he felt that it was too powerful, it turned out that a weapon that could take people's lives in an instant was originally composed of these inconspicuous small parts.

Then, to Zhang Yaleng's surprise, Du Lei quickly reassembled these parts, and soon, these scattered small pieces turned back into the handsome silver pistol, as if nothing had happened.

"Do you understand?" Durey asked easily.

"Nope." Zhang Yaleng shook his head mechanically and said, he only felt that in front of him, the whole gun became parts, and then with another flick, the whole gun was restored. Zhang Yaleng has great ability, and it is impossible to learn it after watching it once.

"Very good, I said I would only do it once, both guns are left here, you can slowly understand it yourself." Du Lei nodded with satisfaction, as if he hoped that Zhang Yaleng didn't understand, and then directly left Zhang Yaleng here and turned around and left.

Zhang Yaleng looked at Du Lei who was walking away slowly, speechlessly, and then looked at the two guns in front of him, and finally took one of them as if he had made up his mind.

I still don't believe it, even if I can't assemble it, it's still easy to disassemble, right? Zhang Yaleng thought so in his heart, and then planned to try it himself.

Zhang Yaleng learned from Du Lei's appearance and solved the top sleeve first.

I remember that he seemed to pull this backwards first, Zhang Yaleng muttered quietly, and began to try to recall Du Lei's action just now.

But no matter how hard Zhang Yaleng tried, the tube just couldn't be removed, forgive Zhang Yaleng's hand has not fully recovered, and it still hurts when he moves, so he can't exert any strength, so he was busy for a long time, and the gun was still the same as before.

Zhang Yaleng sighed, it was useless to go on like this, even if he was given a whole day, he might not be able to dismantle it.

So Zhang Yaleng began to despise Du Lei in his heart, how could he be a teacher like this? Throwing himself aside, without any hints, and leaving himself to fend for himself, is a complete waste of time, doesn't he know that his time is precious? Zhang Yaleng began to complain about Du Lei.

Thinking of this, another person appeared in Zhang Yaleng's mind, Liu Tiao. Zhang Yaleng compared Liu Tiao with Du Leiyi, and suddenly felt that Liu Tiao was much better than Du Lei, how attentive and serious Liu Tiao was when teaching himself, and he also knew how to guide and encourage, compared with Du Leiyi, Liu Tiao was simply a model teacher.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable Zhang Yaleng's heart becomes, yes, even if his performance yesterday was not very good, it won't be like this, right? Isn't it true that everyone is a saint, and whoever is born will not be afraid, as for that?

So, Zhang Yaleng was sad and angry, shook his teeth and began to try to disassemble the gun again.

Broken guns! It's amazing to have a gun! I'll give you your gun and dismantle him! Zhang Yaleng thought so in his heart, and used his strength to eat milk in anger, and he didn't care if his hand hurt or not.

Bang, what Zhang Yaleng didn't expect was that he actually removed the sleeve like that, revealing the structure inside.

Zhang Yaleng's mood at this moment can not be described in words, he feels very fulfilled, although he still doesn't know what happened to him and removed the sleeve, but the most important thing is that he succeeded, and he did not rely on Du Lei's little help.

In the following time, Zhang Yaleng tried his best to wield his strength, but still did not completely disassemble the whole gun, the sleeve was removed, the magazine was also removed, and a few springs that could be taken down without skills were also finished, but the rest of the parts could not be removed by brute force, they were all precision parts one after another. Zhang Yaleng no longer dared to use brute force, he was afraid that if he accidentally broke any part, then Du Lei would definitely cut himself, Zhang Yaleng didn't want to hit the muzzle, so he began to sit there in a daze.

When it was time for dinner, when Zhang Yaleng was about to sit still, Du Lei finally came back, still holding Zhang Yaleng's dinner in his hand. Although Zhang Yaleng had just eaten before he came, and the afternoon training did not take much physical strength, so Zhang Yaleng is not so hungry now, but Zhang Yaleng is still very happy that Du Lei wants to bring him dinner, at least it shows that Du Lei still remembers himself.

"How? Given you so much time, you should be done, right? Give you dinner. As he spoke, Durrey handed over a steaming plastic bag.

Zhang Yaleng's illusion was shattered at once, and the plastic bag that Du Lei handed to him contained two large steamed buns, which were still steaming hot. In Zhang Yaleng's imagination, the dinner brought by Du Lei will definitely not be bad, although it may not be as exquisite as Xu Yuan's cooking, but it should be very hearty and nutritious. But what is a steamed bun! And it's packed in a plastic bag, it looks like it's already simple, he didn't expect that there would be steamed buns for dinner in Fengfu.

What Zhang Yaleng didn't find was that he had slowly begun to adapt to this kind of life, to adapt to the sumptuous dinner and exquisite tableware, to adapt to this aristocratic life, he didn't find that he often nibbled on steamed buns at home, and the steamed buns that he often ate in the university cafeteria had begun to become the food he hated.