When he arrived at the door of the mansion, Yuan Lang said to Zhong Qi: "You can move freely, I'll call you when you leave." ”

Zhong Qi understood that he was not qualified to participate in the party of the big man now, so he went to play with the wine girl.

Yuan Lang walked into the mansion alone, but when he came to room 302, he found that it was empty.

"Where are they, sir?" Yuan Lang stopped a waiter and asked.

"Oh, you're Yuan Ye." The waiter replied with a smile on his face: "The gentleman has ordered, if Yuan Ye arrives, just go to the shooting range to find him, you can go out through the back door and keep walking." ”

Yuan Lang walked out of the back door of the mansion as requested, and sure enough, he didn't go far before he saw the shooting range.

The gentleman, the fourth master, and a few unfamiliar faces are practicing guns.

The lean old ghost Wang sat in a wheelchair, holding the wheel with one hand and the revolver with the other hand to shoot, and actually shot out eight ten rings.

"The old ghost's marksmanship has not diminished back then, and he is half-fated, and this marksmanship is still so good, haha." An old man with a bloated figure in a sixtieth armor laughed.

Yuan Lang knew that Wang Laogui was the head of the Wang family, and whoever dared to joke with Wang Laogui like this must be the iron fat man of the Tie family.

As soon as everyone saw a strange young man coming out of the mansion, they all turned their eyes to it.

"Yuan Lang is here, come here, hehe." The gentleman greeted warmly.

"Sir." Yuan Lang said hello.

"You are Yuan Lang?" Wang Laogui said in a half-dead voice: "The people of Liangming District, you should be offended, and those who should not be offended should also be offended, I think that in the future, the surname of Liangming District will be Yuan." ”

As soon as they met, the Wang family was a little tense, and Wang Qiang, who was standing next to the old ghost Wang, also looked at Yuan Lang with an unkind face.

The fourth master hurriedly stood up and said: "Boss Wang, you are wrong to blame Yuan Lang, he is this character, not to mention your Wang family, it is the second demon and Luan Tou of the Chen family, and they have also suffered losses in his hands, hehe." ”

"Okay, you're so old, and you're still angry with your children, isn't it a shame?" The gentleman opened his mouth and said: "Yuan Lang, you shake hands with Wang Qiang, there is nothing to get over the grievances of the younger generation." ”

When the gentleman spoke, Yuan Lang must have listened, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand to Wang Qiangyi and said, "Brother Qiang, I am new here, don't be the same as my younger brother, raise your hand and let my younger brother pass." ”

Wang Qiang was still a little squeaky, and the old ghost Wang smacked him hard with his elbow before Wang Qiang took action.

"The past has passed, and in the future, our brothers will turn the page, good benefits, and get rich together." Wang Qiang's smile became very sincere, as if he really didn't care about the past.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with pigtails walked over, carrying a Remington MSR on his shoulder.

"Sir, I have the honor to borrow the precious land today, and I will come here and return with a happy time." Pigtail said with a smile.

"I'm here to keep everyone entertained." Jun Ye smiled heartily: "But don't just have fun with you, let's have a game with the three of us, how about it?" ”

The gentleman glanced at the old ghost Wang and the iron fat man with an inquiring gaze.

"What's the comparison?" Iron Fat asked with a smile.

"Simple." The gentleman said: "Each family sends someone out, ten bullets per person, a thousand meters away, to see how many rings can be hit, how about it?" The loser bears all the expenses of the evening. ”

"Okay." The iron fat man said eagerly: "Wen Rui, you go up and try, don't embarrass Lao Tzu." ”

The guy named Wen Rui looked less than twenty years old, and he heard that he had worked in the army before, and later killed his comrades by mistake, and was sentenced to two years.

The guy stood up with blank eyes, looking indifferent to the game.

On the side of the old ghost Wang, pigtail volunteered to stand up, and seemed to be very confident in the game.

"Yuan Lang, the Chen family sent you here, I have long heard Bao Bao say that you have good marksmanship, let my old man open his eyes today." Jun Ye said with a smile.

"Me?" Yuan Lang said a little incredulously: "Lord, I can't do it, I haven't touched a sniper at all." ”

The fourth master's face showed displeasure, and he scolded angrily: "If you don't go up, let me and the monarch go up, hurry up, you don't have to have a psychological burden, you can afford a meal." ”

This is to catch ducks on the shelves, helplessly, Yuan Lang can only bite the bullet.

The guy named Wen Rui touched the gun first.

At night, the evening breeze is light, and the view is not very good.

After ten consecutive gunshots, the staff who were more than a kilometer away reported the ring number by radio.

"Six ten rings, three seven rings, one shot misses the target."

After Wen Rui stood up, the iron fat man went up and kicked him twice.

"Fuck, don't embarrass me, you're so virtuous."

"It's windy, and the view is not good." Wen Rui explained.

The iron fat man didn't blame too much, because in the army back then, Wen Rui's shooting performance was not outstanding, and he focused on punches and feet.

The iron fat man now pins all his hopes on Yuan Lang, because this young man came from the ruins and has not touched a sniper much, so if nothing else, his results should be at the bottom.

Immediately after, pigtails lay on the ground excitedly, with a straw in his mouth, measured the wind speed, and tested the air humidity with his tongue.

The preparations made by Pigtail were even more comprehensive than that of Wen Rui, a professional soldier, and everyone was curious about his true identity.

Ten more gunshots rang out in a row.

The last touch of sunset in the sky fell, and the sound of a target announcement came from afar.

"Seven Ten Rings, Two Eight Rings, and One Six Rings."

"Ugh." Pigtail let out a long sigh, as if he wasn't quite satisfied with his grades.

He Fuhai comforted: "It's already good, haven't you seen that it's all dark." ”

Pigtails forced herself to laugh and stepped back.

The last one was Yuan Lang, who lay on the ground and looked at it for a while.

The pigtail shook his head vigorously in the back, this young man's posture was not right at all, and he did not have a rough prediction of the wind and humidity, plus it was completely dark now, his score should not be higher than Wen Rui.

It was another ten consecutive shots, and Yuan Lang got up from the ground after it was over.

He calmly retreated behind the monarch.

"Sir, let's have a treat, hahaha." The horizontal flesh on the iron fat man's face danced happily.

"Please, please." The gentleman picked up the radio nonchalantly and asked, "Report the target." ”

After a long time, there was no sound of the staff announcing the target.

"Report the target, why is it silent, dead that?" Jun Ye scolded.

"Master, who fired the gun, it's really a god, it's such a dark sky, and it hits ten rings."

Everyone turned their eyes to Yuan Lang, their eyes widening one by one.

"Master, old ghost, don't let the pigtails go to that thing, change Yuan Lang." The iron fat man clapped his hands.