Chapter 335: Drawing a Spear (2)

Cooper had long known that the young Chinese in front of him was the ruler of a large conglomerate - this statement certainly made him a little suspicious, but in short, there was no problem with being a Chinese nobleman.

Such a high-end "shooting" club must have high-end banknotes to support it.

Cooper, who had been waiting for Huang Xuan's request for a long time, immediately said, "Of course, I'll introduce it to you." ”

Huang Xuan shrugged his shoulders and walked forward with him.

Miller was also holding an M1911, frowning, and his bald head was like a white marble pillar in the Summer Palace that had been "touched".

Cooper called him from afar, "Miller, let me introduce you to a few friends." ”

Miller finished firing the last two bullets before turning his head. Huang Xuan took a closer look, this Yankee also looked muscular, and if it was described in Chinese language, it was full of meat.

Hengrou's face was a little hideous, but compared to Dian Wei, it was a little bit of a trivial, and when Miller saw Dian Wei, his first reaction was to pull out a gun from his trouser leg.

This maneuver was common in the training ground, and he only took one step forward, his left hand separated Miller's claws, and his right hand grabbed his right shoulder.

Cooper exclaimed, Dian Wei had already freed his left hand, lifted Miller upside down, and then flung it up twice, and threw it down twice, including the gun he was about to take out, and all of them were shaken to the ground.

Huang Xuan only had time to shout at this time, "Dian Wei!" ”

Dian Wei smiled and threw Miller out.

I'm afraid that he has been addicted to throwing people in the past two days.

Cooper looked at Huang Xuan with palpitations, and said loudly to Miller: "Idiot, what are you doing with your gun?" ”

"Just a little trick." Although Miller was dissatisfied, he was timid when he looked at Dian Wei's appearance

"I said a long time ago, put away your goddamn little tricks." Cooper said this, and apologized to Huang Xuan.

Huang Xuan spread out his hand, indicating that it didn't matter, while Dian Wei lowered his head and looked at Miller, laughed twice, and "exposed" two super tiger teeth.

Zhu Xiankui and McLeiywither looked surprised, but in fact, people who looked violent were still easy to get sympathy when they committed violence, as if they should be like this.

Ning Ao urged: "Don't waste time. ”

Huang Xuan exhaled angrily and said in fairly standard English: "Mr. Miller, I want to learn from you how to ******** rapid 'shooting'. He said, worried that he couldn't make it clear, and said, "It's like a western cowboy." ”

Miller didn't "rub" his neck at this time, laughed, gasped: "Another Chinese kid blinded by Westerns." ”

"Mr. Miller." Huang Xuan was a little unhappy by his laughter, gave Dian Wei a look, and then said seriously: "You may not know who I am, but I don't want to know who you are at all, just say it, if you can make me pull out a gun and shoot in 0.4 seconds in three days, I will give you $1 million, only $500,000 in 4 days, and only $100,000 in 5 days, if you can't teach me this method of rapid 'shooting' in a week......"

Huang Xuan spread out his hand and didn't say anything more. Dian Wei took a step forward.

Absolutely heavy oppression.

Huang Xuan's words were not polite at all, but Miller was convinced under the pressure, and McLeiwether smiled a little awkwardly: "Mr. Huang Xuan......"

"Let's get started." Huang Xuan said as he pulled it out of his waist, directly took out the modified M1911, and said, "How long does it take for an automatic weapon to draw a gun and 'shoot' it?" ”

Cooper could see at a glance that he was holding a modified gun, and remembered that he had said "China bans guns" a minute ago, and couldn't help but roll his eyelids.

"At least 0.8 seconds." Miller's bald head was shining, and he glanced at Cooper, seeing that he did not refute Huang Xuan's words, knowing that the other party was really a very powerful Chinese. Miller was a realistic person, and did not resist violently, but thought very seriously: "If you use ********, it is very difficult to increase the speed to 0.4 seconds, and this result can already participate in the World Western 'shooting' competition, although it will definitely not get a place." ”

When he said this, he still wanted Huang Xuan to dispel his thoughts. Anyone wants $1 million, but if he can train a "shooting" master in 3 days, then he can earn this $1 million anytime and anywhere. He didn't really want to know what Huang Xuan meant by what he didn't finish.

Cooper also persuaded him: "Mr. Huang, if you want to learn to shoot fast, you can hire a good coach for $1 million, in fact, laying a good foundation is very important for you to improve your performance, as long as it takes a little longer." ”

Huang Xuan wrinkled his nose, Ning Ao helped him in laying the foundation, and the sensitivity of his own fingers improved very quickly due to the training method, coupled with the improvement of the ability to control the fineness of energy, there was no need to step by step, in fact, there was very little talk of step-by-step in the traveler's training method, and it was only because of the scarcity of resources that the authority control was made, which was a last resort.

"Or you can connect with a good coach right now." Huang Xuan snorted and said, "Mr. Miller." He made a gesture of please.

Before Cooper could be persuaded, Huang Xuan suddenly opened the safety of the M1911 in his hand and shot three shots directly at the ground. Cooper was afraid that the ricocheting would hit him, and he was afraid to move.

"Maybe you can ask someone about me." Huang Xuan smiled and said, "You should believe in my talent, and then teach me this 'shooting' method within three days, and then you can open your 'shooting' club here openly, and many more people will come, understand?" ”

Huang Xuan is not boasting, the Huang family is still very rich in local resources, and it is only a matter of minutes to squeeze out a "shooting" club or support a club.

"Alright, Miller, do your thing." Cooper said that he didn't stay by Huang Xuan's side anymore, turned around and left, muttering, "What a madman." ”

Huang Xuan smiled at the somewhat frightened McLiwether and said, "John, I'm sorry, I'm very short on time. ”

"I understand." McLiwether was even more surprised when he saw Huang Xuan take out a ******** from his arms, turned around and pulled Zhu Xiankui and said, "Mr. Zhu, let's not disturb Mr. Huang's training, there is a spear over there, you can try it." ”

"It's fine." Zhu Xiankui glanced at Huang Xuan and ran away cautiously, he had seen Huang Xuanfa Biao, but he didn't expect that he still had a gun in his hand, and there was more than one.

Miller naturally didn't ask Huang Xuan where he got the pistol, shook his head, and focused on it: "Does Mr. Huang often shoot guns as before?" Try to "shoot" a 10-meter target first? ”

Huang Xuan picked up the M1911 silently, pretended to check the loading, and said, "Okay." ”

The shooting range looks a little dilapidated, but the facilities inside are still very advanced, Miller debugged twice on the "liquid" crystal screen in front of the stage, and the 25-meter target slowly moved to a 10-meter position.

Huang Xuan squinted his eyes slightly, and did not use the help of the base, stood with his feet in a figure, chose a comfortable position, and then followed the method learned on the energy screen, holding the handle of the gun with his left hand, holding the gun in his right hand, relying on his own feelings, aiming a little, and shooting.

Miller knew at a glance that Huang Xuan had not been professionally taught, and his bald head was shaking even more reflectively.

After only "shooting" 10 bullets, Huang Xuan wisely stopped, Miller didn't need to look at it to know that his gun was changed, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Huang, no matter what, accurate 'shooting' is still the basis of rapid 'shooting', and your level at this time, it is very difficult to improve in 3 days." ”

"You just have to teach it well." Huang Xuan's tone was not polite at all.

Miller smiled bitterly, and he didn't know what kind of bad luck he had recently encountered in China, even more troublesome than the guys in Las Vegas. He said helplessly: "Then let's start with the 'shooting' stance." ”

Huang Xuan didn't speak, and asked Ning Ao in a dark voice: "Should I study in the training base, isn't it faster to use the stimulator?" ”

"You can't handle my training style right now." Ning Ao said simply.

"Then I can let him perform his 'shooting' and then we can go back to training."

"Don't bother. I can use energy correction right here to help your body's memory. ”

Huang Xuan said with some disbelief: "You don't have to go to the base? ”

"I'm already a level 22 training base, except for skipping the use of stimulators, how can there be problems around travelers." Ning Ao said, "Let Dian Wei also participate in the training." ”

"Got it." Huang Xuan turned his head slightly away, turned around and said, "Dian Wei, you also participate in training." ”

"I practiced in the police force." Dian Wei doesn't like to learn kung fu from his defeated generals.

"Come here." Huang Xuan glared, and Dian Wei came over obediently. What he admires most is Huang Xuan's defeat in Chang'an, and he only thinks that he has no opponent now.

If Huang Xuan knew that he was evaluated as a lonely man seeking defeat, he didn't know if he would vomit blood and die.

Miller didn't care about teaching a few people, he picked up the pistol a little lazily, put on a standard posture and said: "Mr. Huang, please pay attention, precision 'shooting' requires good control of your muscle groups, moderate strength, and a little tension is fine." ”

His English was not very standard, and Huang Xuan was a little tired when he listened, but he finally got his posture right.

In fact, it is difficult to put it badly, Ning Ao keeps giving him corrections, and it is easy to adjust it.

"For an ordinary 10-meter target, if the impact point is scattered within 10 centimeters, you are qualified." Miller shrugged and said, "If you can do that, we can talk about rapid fire." ”

"Why a 10-meter target?"

"Because ********'s 'shooting' distance rarely exceeds 10 meters, the Western-style pistol competition also starts at a distance of 6 meters." Miller said as he "touched" his bald head, turning around and saying, "I don't have anything to teach you until you can spread the bounce dots within 10 centimeters, I need to go and have a glass of whiskey, this damn place." ”

Huang Xuan ignored his complaints, but tried to move his fingers, and then gently pulled the trigger.

In the past period, the training at the base has ensured Huang Xuan's basic athletic quality, and he easily "shot" 7 bullets into the target, which is the ammunition load of the unmodified M1911.

Miller hadn't stepped out of the shooting range yet, muttering to himself: Damn the kid of the family, I hope he has a bullet that can land on the target.

"Mr. Miller." Just as Miller issued a "curse", Huang Xuan shouted: "I think I've achieved my goal, let's start the next step." ”

"Oh, be attentive, that's impossible." Miller shook his hand back and said, "Mr. Huang, please train hard, if you can't complete the goal, you can't talk about rapid shooting." ”

"Isn't the impact point within 6 centimeters up to the standard?" Huang Xuan banged on the wooden table with the handle of his pistol and shouted loudly.