Uncle Potato finally rubbed off the old mud accumulated by his strength and singleness for many years, washed all his clothes and pants, and poured out the suspended solution that had turned into muddy water in the basin before he remembered that he didn't bring a replacement of clothes.

Uncle Potato can't be blamed for this, he lives alone in such a place where he can't even see female ghosts, and he usually never leaves his body with only a big gun, and if it is not too cold and easy to hurt his skin, he can not wear clothes - in fact, he wears clothes purely to keep out the cold.

In this case, it is really difficult to get into the habit of bringing an extra set of clothes with you when you take a shower.

Uncle Potato thought about it and felt that it was too stupid to stand by the river and shout Cheng Bin to bring him clothes, so he picked up the freshly washed pants and put them back on, walked back to the wooden house with his stomach and bare feet, intending to find a set of clothes to change into.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked into the wooden house, I saw Rebecca running over with bright eyes, and shouted, "Uncle, you came back just in time." ”

Seeing Rebecca running over, Uncle Potato was startled, thinking that she was going to hug herself, knowing that she was not wearing clothes now, and with his waistline, I was afraid that Rebecca would not be able to hug her.

Of course, the truth is that he thinks too much, and when Rebecca ran over, she picked up the shotgun on the table, ran to Uncle Potato and handed him the gun.

"Point it at me." Rebecca said.

"What?" Uncle Potato said suspiciously, "What are you going to do?" ”

Rebecca thought for a moment, reached for the shotgun, and pointed the muzzle at Uncle Potato in a one-handed motion. After Uncle Potato saw that the muzzle of the gun was aimed at him, he subconsciously raised his hand, but finally held back.

Fortunately, Rebecca didn't keep moving, she compared it and handed the gun to Uncle Potato again, "That's it, aim at me." ”

Uncle Potato glanced at Cheng Bin, who was sitting at the table, suspiciously, and thought to himself, are you two playing a game of guns? It's not appropriate to call me, right?

He reached out and took the shotgun, but instead of doing what Rebecca said, he first opened the magazine and looked at it, and after confirming that there was not a single bullet in it, he took the gun in his hand and took a step back and raised the gun to Rebecca.

"Is that so?" He said.

Rebecca looked at it seriously and said, "Lower." ”

Uncle Potato didn't understand what she wanted to do, and thought she was letting the muzzle of the gun drop a little, so he did so.

He was about the same height as Cheng Bin, a head taller than Rebecca, and when he was flat-ended with a shotgun, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Rebecca's head. Now Rebecca told him to lower the muzzle of the gun, and that was her boobs.

Uncle Potato was very conscious of his elders, and felt that it was too obscene to do this, so he simply lowered the muzzle of the gun a little more.

As a result, this gentlemanly action made Rebecca suffer. She originally wanted to surprise Uncle Potato and make Uncle Potato lower, but because he held the gun too high, she was a little out of reach.

So before Uncle Potato stopped, Rebecca had already acted.

Because Uncle Potato took a step back after taking the gun, she had to step forward, her forearms raised, and she was going to grip the front and middle ends of the shotgun one after the other.

This is the action of grabbing the gun that Cheng Bin just taught her, mainly using the principle of leverage, using the upper arms of both hands as the fulcrum and force point.

Under normal circumstances, this action can be used against a two-handed gun, but Cheng Bin took into account Rebecca's strength, so he specifically designated that it can only deal with a single-handed gun. Coupled with the fact that this action cannot be used to grab a pistol, and people who use a spear usually do not take the way of holding a gun in one hand, it can be said that this action that Rebecca learned is basically useless.

But apparently Rebecca hasn't taken into account the practicality of this action itself, and after learning it, she had a lot of fun, and soon felt that it was no longer interesting to deal with Cheng Bin, a person who would take the initiative to cooperate, and found that Uncle Potato was back, so she wanted to try her skills with him.

Rebecca's idea was good, but Uncle Potato couldn't guess what she wanted to do in advance, so out of kindness, he lowered the muzzle a little more and made the shotgun tilt. In this way, Rebecca's action of grabbing the gun with both arms became quite awkward, coupled with the lack of a good distance, although this time the gun in Uncle Potato's hand flew away, but she failed to catch it, after the shotgun flew out of Uncle Potato's hand, the handle of the gun crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and hit Rebecca's head.

Rebecca screamed, covered her head with her hands, and the out-of-control shotgun landed on the ground, bouncing and smashing into Rebecca's feet.

Rebecca's screams have not disappeared, Cheng Bin, who was watching the whole process, was already laughing so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, when Rebecca gave the gun to Uncle Potato, he had already guessed that the result would not be too good, but he didn't expect to have a coffee table to this extent.

"Alright, alright." Uncle Potato has a good heart, and he already realized what she wanted to do when Rebecca made the action of grabbing the gun, so he let go of his hand cooperatively, otherwise, with the degree that Rebecca can make a pie, if you want to snatch the gun from his hand, I am afraid that you will have to turn into a dragon first.

He first crouched down and picked up the shotgun that had fallen to the ground, then looked closer at Rebecca's forehead hit by the handle of the gun, and smiled, "It's okay, it won't hurt soon." ”

With tears in her eyes, Rebecca glared at an unscrupulous young man who was trembling with laughter next to her, and then said to Uncle Potato, "What he taught doesn't work at all." ”

Uncle Potato shook his head, took the shotgun back in his hand, and motioned for Rebecca to do it again.

This time Rebecca successfully grabbed the gun, but the action of receiving the gun was frizzy, although she held the handle of the gun, but did not pull her index finger on the trigger, nor did she pull the distance, Uncle Potato felt that before Rebecca was ready to shoot, he could take the gun back three times, of course, in fact he did not move.

"Look." Cheng Bin finally couldn't hold back a laugh, rubbed his face and said, "I taught you right, but you used it too poorly." ”

"Do I have to ask for permission every time I want to grab a gun?" Rebecca said aggrievedly. She is not stupid, of course she knows that the second time was the reason why Uncle Potato intended to cooperate.

Uncle Potato smiled, looked up and said to Cheng Bin, "How long have you practiced this action?" ”

Cheng Bin certainly knew what he meant, and did not hesitate to relax the answer tenfold.

"Half a year." "Of course, I don't just practice this every day," he said. ”

This is not entirely a lie, as he said, he could not practice only one move a day, and in fact he had received military training for quite a long time before learning this move, and neither his strength nor the accuracy of his movements was comparable to that of Rebecca now.

Uncle Potato looked at him with a smile and said to Rebecca, "Look, have you just been learning this for an hour?" ”

He said: "Of course there are geniuses in this world, but there has never been a genius who can win the Nobel Prize by taking drugs and picking up girls." ”

He glanced at Cheng Bin and said, "In this world, it is impossible to enjoy life while succeeding. ”