"Let's go, I'll show you what a real killer needs. Sloan stood up and walked to the door with Fawkes, and Qin Yan followed.

The three of them came to the shooting range, where a black man was practicing shooting, holding a pistol in both hands, and shooting at the target not far away.

"Hey, Boris, give him a pistol. Sloan said to the black man.

Qin Yan took the M1911 11.43mm automatic pistol he handed over, reversed the weight, and found that it was full of bullets.

"I'll take a look at your marksmanship?" Sloane said to Qin Yan.

Qin Yan didn't say a word, picked up the pistol, made a standard gun-holding action, and fired three shots at the bullseye on the opposite side, and the gun hit the bull's-eye.

With a distance of less than twenty meters, it was really not difficult for Qin Yan, who had a basic shooting level 10 skill, and at such a short distance, he guaranteed that he could hit all the bullets within the nine rings.

"Bang bang bang...... Sloane and a few others puffed up.

"Looks like you're good marksmanship. I doubt now, were you a mercenary in the past?" Sloane asked, clasping his hands together.

"Huh. Qin Yan said.

"What do you mean?" Sloane was puzzled.

"It means you're right, I've worked in Africa. Qin Yan said indifferently, he didn't want to explain the great meaning of the word "hehe".

"Well, our organization needs people like you. By the way, I remember you said you had a feud with Carlos, what was going on?" Sloane asked.

It seems that Sloan still doesn't trust himself, Qin Yan thought about it, decided to tell a lie, and said: "I was sold to Africa when I was a child, I was trained as a mercenary, I only found my parents a few years ago, but I found out that they had been killed by Carlos. ”

"Oh, that's so unfortunate! Alas, it's our misfortune too, and we're sorry for you!" Sloane grimaced.

"What does it have to do with you?" Qin Yan deliberately exclaimed.

"He used to be the best member of our organization, but unfortunately he chose to betray and want to eliminate every one of us. Sloan said.

"Then why don't you get rid of him?" Qin Yan asked.

"His strength is too strong, even I am not his opponent, you had already saved Mr. X last time, but you were also eliminated by him later, we can only find another way. Sloan looked at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan looked around, found that they were all looking at him, and said, "It all depends on what I do? Since he is as powerful as you say, I am definitely not his opponent? Last time, he was able to shoot and kill Mr. X from a long distance!"

Sloane thought for a moment and said, "What you said makes sense, it seems that I still have to teach you something." You come with me!"

Qin Yan felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and said in his heart that he didn't expect to learn so many good things in the Assassins Alliance, what was it this time?

He came to a garbage can with some flies flying on it. He took a pistol and said to Qin Yan: "You try it with your flying card and see if you can knock off the wings of these flies." ”

Qin Yan took out a card and flew out of the fly, but the fly quickly noticed the movement of the card and quickly dodged it.

His mouth widened in surprise! He didn't expect the fly to dodge, this was the second time he had been so surprised today!

"Hehe, did you hit this time?" Sloane said, holding his hands behind his back, and suddenly, he aimed at a fly, and with a "snap" shot, the fly fell to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up, put the fly in the palm of his hand, walked up to Qin Yan, and opened his palm. Qin Yan was surprised to see that the fly had really lost a wing!

"Solitaire is a light thing, and the slightest air flow can change its trajectory, so it's not surprising to be dodged by a fly. Sloane said with a smile as he threw the fly on the ground.

Qin Yan somewhat understood what he meant, since the cards were very light, then relatively speaking, the bullets would be heavy, and he could control the bullets to hit the wings of the flies, which showed how powerful his spearfighting skills were!

He fell into deep thought, obviously his flying card skill is level ten, why can't he hit the fly?

"Although your flying card is very fast, ordinary people can't defend against it, but it is still a little worse than a bullet, plus the bullet trajectory is straight, and by the time the fly reacts, it has been hit. Sloan explained to himself.

Qin Yan thought: "My basic internal strength is not so superb, which causes the cards to fly not straight enough. ”

Sloan continued, "Come with me and I'll teach you real marksmanship. ”

Qin Yan followed Sloan to the platform, where several pistols were placed, and there was a target not far away. Sloan told the Negro something, and he did it.

After a while, he pushed over the dead pig and hung it on the shelf on the roof, just between Qin Yan and the target.

Sloan said, "Shoot now and see if you can hit the target in the back." ”

Qin Yanxin said, "Aren't you embarrassing people?" but he still picked up the pistol in his hand and shot at the bull's-eye.

The bullet hit the pork directly, but it didn't fly out of it.

Qin Yan put down the gun, shook his head, and said, "How is this possible? It's so ridiculous, how can a bullet turn around?"

"Who told you that a bullet can't turn? Thought determines our actions, and as long as you think that a bullet can't bend, it can't bend. As he spoke, Sloan replaced his pistol with a full magazine and fired a shot at the pork.

A miraculous scene happened, the bullet did not hit the pork, but went around and hit the bullseye in the back.

"Thought determines our actions, and as long as you think a bullet can turn, you can make it turn. Sloan put away his gun and said.

Qin Yan couldn't help but applaud and said, "It seems that I have limited myself. ”

"You practice slowly first, as long as you practice well, you will naturally be able to obtain this ability. We have a task first, you practice here first, and then I come back and check your results. Sloan put the gun on the table and walked away with the Negro and Fox.

Qin Yan guessed that most of them were because there was a new name on the Destiny Loom, since he couldn't go on a mission now, he could only practice here, anyway, there were a lot of bullets here.

But...... A whole day has passed, the sun is about to set, Qin Yan has already shot more than 500 bullets, the pistol is almost useless, and the bullet casings can be stacked on the ground to form a hill, but he still can't turn the bullets.

Although his physical fitness surpassed that of ordinary people, he couldn't stand such a long-lasting shooting! Qin Yan couldn't support it anymore.

"Xiaomei, can you give me these two skills now, do I really have to practice for decades to learn?" Qin Yan was helpless, put the gun aside, and said.

"I'm sorry, I can't agree to your request, you can only practice it yourself. As far as I know, though, as long as you shoot more than fifty thousand rounds, you'll be able to acquire this skill. Xiaomei said.

"Damn, when does this have to be practiced?" Qin Yan had no choice but to continue practicing.

I don't know when, Sloan came back with Fawkes, and the two of them were surprised to see that the bullet casings around Qin Yan were as tall as half a person.

"Fawkes has +5 opinion for you, now progress at 10/100. Xiaomei said.

Qin Yan turned around and saw that Sloan and Fawkes were watching him shoot there at some point, and Fawkes's eyes were full of admiration.

He took off his earmuffs and said, "When did you come back?"

"Just come back, you fight first, I'll see how you fight. Sloan said.

Qin Yan didn't want to fight anymore, and said, "I really don't want to practice anymore." I don't know how you practiced it, but it's too hard. ”

"Failure is the mother of success, as long as you practice hard, you will definitely succeed. Sloan didn't say anything about his experience, but just encouraged Qin Yandao.

"Well, if I practice for another night, I don't believe I can't practice it. With that, he picked up a new pistol and began his journey of shooting.

Sloan and Fox watched from the sidelines, Qin Yan shot no less than three hundred bullets, and the barrel of the pistol was already very hot, and he didn't want to practice anymore.

"I'll go to bed first, do you have any spare rooms here?" Qin Yan said with a tired face.

Sloan nodded, and led Qin Yan to an empty room, Qin Yan didn't say anything, fell asleep on the bed.

On the second day, Qin Yan continued to practice shooting, and on the third and fourth days...... He practiced for two weeks, firing more than 3,000 rounds of ammunition every day, and finally reached the limit of 50,000 rounds.

"Bang bang bang ......" Qin Yan practiced shooting as usual today. Through these days of practice, he has also slowly mastered some rules, his accuracy is much stronger than before, and his basic shooting skills have also been improved to the top ten.

Fawkes and Sloan were also watching every day, they were surprised by Qin Yan's performance, ordinary people couldn't consume so much ammunition even if they practiced every day, but Qin Yan's ammunition consumption was extremely amazing, and the amount of ammunition he used alone was almost the amount of ammunition used by so many people in the Assassin Alliance in a year.

"Bang!" Qin Yan tried to shoot at the armor plate in front of him again. The next day, Qin Yan specially asked Sloan to get him a depleted uranium armor plate of an American-made M1 tank, and practiced against this armor plate every day, saving no more waste of pork.

"Bang!" the bullet hit the armor plate as usual, leaving a shallow pit, and then the bullet bounced off nowhere.

Qin Yan and the people present were all protected by protective devices, so they didn't have to worry about the problem of ricochet. Finally, the long-awaited news came to Qin Yan's mind, and Xiaomei said, "You have shot 50,000 rounds of bullets, and you have now obtained the bullet turning skill. ”

Qin Yan suddenly felt that he was on fire, and he aimed at the steel plate again, ready to shoot again.

"Bang!"

The bullet miraculously bypassed the armor plate, but instead of running to the target behind it, it just deflected at an angle and ran towards the wall behind it.

Sloan and Fawkes were both slightly taken aback, but Qin Yan put down his gun in frustration and said, "What the hell? I still can't hit the target after practicing for so long!"

"And what do you think is going to do to hit the target?" Sloane asked, walking up behind him.

Qin Yan looked at Fox, then at Sloane and said, "Maybe she is standing in front of me so that I can hit." ”