Chapter 16 [Gun Club]
Three bowls of beef noodles went down, Chen Ze burped with satisfaction, and after paying the money, he touched his stomach and walked out, regardless of the jaw drop next door.
I walked down the street for a while to digest, then hailed a taxi and went to the company a few kilometers away.
The resignation process went smoothly, he casually made up a reason, saying that he wanted to continue working, but the reality did not allow it, and the boss of the company also kindly said that if he could come back, he would continue to use you.
No embarrassment, no mockery.
Chen Ze didn't throw out his pitiful $1,000 and threw it in the boss's face, shouting Don't bully the young man to be poor, ignore my love today, and you can't afford to climb tomorrow.
This busy and fast life, who messes with you about this.
I happily delivered the work and said goodbye to some colleagues who I didn't know too well.
This part-time job experience came to an end.
As for whether he will be like stealing Guevara Zhou in the future, it is impossible to work part-time, and it will be impossible for him to work in this life.
After getting off the office building and seeing a flower shop, Chen Ze asked the phone address of the former chemistry teacher in the high school group, and directly ordered a large bouquet of flowers for him.
After doing this, he found a bank, Chen Ze went in and exchanged the dollars on his body, and exchanged them for 7,000 bills.
The dollar in the fifties of the twentieth century may have some collectible value, but the appreciation is not high, and he is too lazy to find those ways, and there are not a few more big bucks.
Moreover, he also has a place to use money next.
Because he felt that it was necessary to familiarize himself with his own abilities.
Originally, he also wanted to find a club and learn physical skills, sanda and kickboxing or something.
But after thinking about it, I found that there were only three days left, and what kind of effect could it have, so I gave up this plan on a single machine, so it was better to familiarize myself with firearms.
After all, no matter how high your kung fu is, you're afraid of bullets!
I searched for shooting clubs on the Internet, and there were no live-fire clubs nearby, so he reported a more remote one.
"Smack, smack, slap......"
On the shooting range in the sand, Chen Ze stood behind, holding the pistol with both hands to aim and shoot, and a big man next to him was watching.
On the way to the handjob, there was an old man watching, and Chen Ze was a little uncomfortable.
Of these three shots, the first two were directly hit outside the ring, and they hit at the last moment, but they were just poor second rings, and the recoil made Chen Ze's wrist a little unfamiliar.
"Concentrate, pay attention to the rhythm of your breathing, and hold your gun steadily......"
The club owner next to him is instructing.
The other party claimed to want to guide him, but Chen Ze felt that he was a new face when he saw him, and he was afraid that he would slap a gun in people's faces.
Chen Ze continued to practice, and the skills began to be verified with the knowledge of firearms he had gained in his mind.
The wrist is also getting more and more stable, the accuracy is gradually improving, and there is no longer a goal outside the field.
Several magazines have a good sweep score, most of them are nine rings and eight rings, and there are many ten rings.
It can be said that although there may be differences in firearms, the essential aiming and shooting techniques are all common.
I have to say that guns and luxury cars have always been men's favorites, and when they feel it, they don't want to stop, and the next day Chen Ze is no longer limited to pistols, and begins to convert to other firearms.
"Bang Bang!"
Bullets poured over the empty shooting range, and the huge force hit the target one by one.
Chen Ze roughly calculated that the hit rate of the 10th ring was 10 percent, the hit rate of the 9th ring was 20 percent, and the others were more eight and seven rings.
This should be the upper limit of gun mastery.
This point needs to be noted, if the distance is not enough, try to hit the chest in the future.
"Oh, today's results are good!"
The owner of the club came over, glanced at the statistics on a display, and let out an exclamation.
These days, it's a man, who doesn't like guns and luxury cars, and there are many people who have some conditions to shoot targets, but it is rare to have such a high hit rate.
It's all cool, there can be a few majors, and the majors won't come here.
As for the strange people in every shot, they are common in TV dramas, and there are so many powerful characters in reality.
There are people in the police force, and he doesn't meet that person once a year.
"The results are good, can the boss give a discount?"
Chen Ze turned his head to look at him and asked with a smile.
It was cool to shoot a gun, but the result was that for two days in a row, almost 1,000 bullets went down, and more than 20,000 bills were directly gone.
Every bullet is money.
Chen Ze, who is an eighteenth-tier poor person, said that the speed of spending money is heart-wrenching.
The mentality of the rich handjob and the poor handjob are really different.
The boss glanced at him, and suddenly there was a little light, which was the feeling of seeing the joy of hunting.
"How about a bet, ten bullets per person, the one with more rings wins, if you win, I will exempt you from a thousand bullets, and if you lose, help me guide the students for a month!"
The boss is also happy to see the hunt, and he rarely encounters someone whose strength is almost the same as him, or he is not too vegetable, and he doesn't feel it when he is abused.
As soon as Chen Ze mentioned this, he took the opportunity to say it.
It's a thousand bullets, and even if you lose, you're sprinkled with water.
For such a small competition, Chen Ze also saw that the other party's hands were itching, where would he refuse such a good thing.
It's not a big deal if Fang Zheng loses, and when he wins, he will lose a lot of money, and he almost didn't hesitate for a second, and agreed immediately.
The location was still in this shooting range, using the same model of pistol, and Chen Ze took the lead.
Holding the pistol in his hand, he saw that it formed a line with the quasi-rope, and after one magazine was fired, he changed it to another, and ten rounds of bullets were poured out neatly.
The final result is four shots and ten rings, three shots and nine rings, three shots and eight rings, and no seven rings and one shot, which is considered an extraordinary performance.
It's the boss's turn to play, hold the gun, load the magazine, shoot, and the operation is simply not like words.
It is rumored that the owner of the club, who retired from the city police force, now seems to live up to his name.
The final result is three rounds and ten rings, four rounds and nine rings, and four rounds and eight rings, for a total of 90 rings.
The final result is that it is only one link less than Chen Ze.
If you lose, you lose, the owner of the club is also a neat and neat character, without any emotion of failure, but laughed and patted Chen Ze on the shoulder and said that the marksmanship is good, claiming that there are more than 1,000 bullets, even today's order is free.
After saying that, he left with a smile.
Because of winning the club owner, Chen Ze suddenly became the focus and object of discussion on the shooting range, and many elites came to seek guidance and add WeChat.
They are all men with handles, Chen Ze wanted to ink with them, continued to hit a few magazines, packed up his things and prepared to leave.
I played quite a bit today, and my wrist was a little sore.
Although he can continue to play, it is still free, but the club owner is generous, that is his business, and there is no reason to take advantage of it.
However, the result is relatively convertible, at least I can get started with firearms without hurrying, and I have some understanding of firearms during this time.
There was still one day left, Chen Ze called his parents to report that he was safe and took a preventive shot, so as not to know how many days it would take to continue to come back.
Then he began to make some preparations.
Thinking back to the movie that flew over the madhouse in his notebook at the end, he began to make a targeted understanding, first watching the movie several times, and becoming familiar with the plot.
Then, I opened my mobile phone Zhihu and began to search for the philosophical question of how to prove that I was a normal person in a mental hospital.
However, he found that there seemed to be no answer to this question.
Admit to being sick, then the psychiatric hospital welcomes you.
If you deny being sick, that's just right, and it's one of the typical symptoms of psychosis.
In short, once you are labeled as psychotic, all of your behaviors and personality traits will be attributed to one of the symptoms of psychosis.
Think that an explanation is a cover-up.
The only way is if you show normality and submissiveness, and then after ten or twenty days, the hospital may release you.
And the reason is not that you are normal, but that the schizophrenia has improved.
However, Chen Ze doesn't care about this, who knows that after ten or twenty days, he will still be in that world.
Countdown to two hours.
Chen Ze ate and drank to his heart's content, and even took a shower halfway, silently waiting for time to come.
The first crossing was abrupt, and this time he wanted to take a closer look at the process.
Time passed minute by minute, Chen Ze aimlessly looked at the movies on Douban, which ranked in the ratings, these things were imprinted in his mind, and they would always be useful when he poured.
There were only a few minutes left, Chen Ze got up, locked the door, and closed the curtains.
Then lie on the bed, facing the snow-white ceiling.
The last second passed, and the figure lying on the bed disappeared very abruptly.