"No problem, please." Nick handed the pistol over.

Watching Lula draw his gun and aim, apparently half a beat slower than himself, Nick was confident of winning the bet. However, to his surprise, after a series of stormy shots, he stood 50 meters away and looked towards the bull's-eye, only to see a round hole in the bull's-eye, Lula moved the target with a hint of laughter, and saw that all ten bullets had accurately hit the target's heart.

"I am willing to gamble and lose, and I am convinced." Faced with the irrefutable facts in front of him, Nick obediently presented the $100 bill: "It's just curious to me, how did you manage to achieve such an amazing hit rate under the rapid shooting?" If you were not mistaken, when you shoot continuously, you almost do not deliberately aim at it, and you are completely relying on your intuition. ”

"In fact, it is very simple, practice diligently, ensure that you shoot 500 rounds a day, for decades, you can continue to strengthen your understanding of ballistics, wind, breathing, and bearing, so as to form an instinct to locate the target, and persist until the end, when you shoot, it is no longer just by your own senses, such as eyes and judgment, but your mind and sixth sense. One shot to the ground. Lula took the bill and put it in his pocket.

"You know, on the battlefield, the difference between people who rely on their eyes and brains to shoot and those who rely on their hearts and intuition is worlds apart, often only a few milliseconds ahead, and they can take the initiative by surprise and suppress the opponent, leaving them only to defend and get shot." Lula continued.

"Does this approach ensure that all firearm designs have the same effect? As far as I know, machine guns and shotguns, as well as large-caliber pistols, are difficult to guarantee due to the presence of strong recoil when firing continuously. Nick asked.

"It is extremely true that this can only be done in a pistol of small size, low recoil. So the choice of firearms is also very important. Lula paused and continued: "But once you practice to this level, you can achieve one shot and one life, think about it, when using a pistol with a large capacity magazine of more than 20 rounds, this kind of accurate hit rate is much better than the continuous strafing of an automatic rifle with a few more bullets, and the effect of fire suppression is much better." On the battlefield, it will become a dream in the eyes of the enemy. ”

"I have been taught, and I have benefited a lot from today's competition." Nick humbly clenched his fists in gratitude.

"Let's take a break, I saw the smoke coming from this shooting range outside, and I thought it was on fire, so I ran over to take a look. Let's go, go out for a drink or two, I'm in for a treat. By the way, I would also like to recall the preparations before the operation. Lula lowered his weapon, pulled open the door to the shooting range, and made a playful "please" gesture.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Nick removed the headset around his neck, put the gun back in place, and walked with Lula towards the bar outside the shooting range.

Washington Will House******

Five minutes before the end of work at 9 p.m., Ida, a middle-aged maid in Will's house, finally cleaned the kitchen and put a piece of roast beef left by the chef in the microwave while it was hot. Make sure you have it all in order before you leave.

She has been working here for more than two years, knows all aspects of her master's home, and unknowingly has developed an attachment to the building. Look at the spacious and bright hall, the red-trimmed out-of-print Persian carpet, the European Renaissance art paintings, the huge royal crystal chandeliers, the antique European-style solid wood furniture, the precious plants everywhere and the decorated aquarium that looks like a miniature version of the Yellowstone National Forest Park, and the lemon sharks and tropical fish swimming back and forth inside. All of this brought her a sense of nobility and superiority, although this was not her home, but as long as she was here, she felt inexplicably comfortable, as if she had also become a member of the upper class, living this luxurious and decent life, to guide the country.

Every time at 6 o'clock in the morning, before the master wakes up, she has to leave the destitute slum, arrive here on time to start the busy day, breathe the same air as the master, and live in the master's world. It was only when she worked here that her vanity could be satisfied, and thus a little sense of mental balance would be gained.

And every time I leave here at 9 p.m., take off my maid's uniform, and return to that bleak and poor world again. A sense of loss from heaven to hell came over me like a tidal wave, drowning me alive.

It was now 9 p.m., and Ida checked the lights in all the rooms one last time to make sure that only the front porch light in the lobby was on, then gently closed the door and headed for her old Volvo family sedan parked in an inconspicuous corner of the mansion.

Before leaving his job, make sure that all lights are turned off, this rule does not mean that his owner has a strong sense of energy conservation and environmental protection, and this electricity bill is simply disdainful in the eyes of people of his level.

The reason for this is that five years ago, the second young hostess here finally couldn't bear to let Will socialize too much, which caused her to stay alone in the empty boudoir every night and leave with her 8-year-old child. Since her ex had been infertile, Will's first marriage failed. finally met her, and also had a smart and ** son with Will, which made Will overjoyed.

Although in the face of Mrs.'s repeated complaints, Will has repeatedly said that he will devote his main energy to her, but he can't help himself, Washington's political life is not so easy to mix, his level is high enough, but there are more powerful big people than himself, in front of them, he can only be at his mercy, looking at the other party's face.

It seems that in these years, the requirements of young women are no longer as simple as they were more than ten years ago, and they can be taken down by relying only on expensive fashion and jewelry, plus luxury cars and mansions and access to high-end places. There is still a strong demand in that regard, not to mention that a woman in her early thirties is already like a wolf and a tiger, and her fifty-year-old bones have fallen apart before she tosses a few times, and she really has more than enough heart but not enough strength. Hey, everyone envies the combination of old husband and young wife, but only I know the taste in my heart. There is nowhere to tell anyone about the pain in my heart