2. The fighting nation is not a vegetarian (more support, thank you)

As a butler, Sergei naturally knew the meaning of Vladimir's words. Although he only served the Ivan family in his life, he still knows very well the lives of most rich people in Mao Ziguo, where there are any serious rich second generations, eating, drinking, gambling and showing off their wealth is all their daily life.

Vladimir is no exception, it's just that this guy doesn't like to gamble.

"Young Master, you should be single now."

Seeing that Sergei didn't finish his sentence when he spoke, Vladimir frowned, "Oh, why did you use the word that should be?" ”

"Because your girlfriend hasn't been in any contact with you since you got hurt. So I think you guys should have broken up. This is Sergei's euphemism, in fact, he is quite clear about the inside story, on the day of Vladimir's injury, his girlfriend Natasha came to the hospital, and gave Sergei thousands of dollars worth of items at the same time, it also showed the breakdown of the relationship between the two.

As soon as Vladimir heard this explanation, he immediately understood a little, daring to love himself for meeting a ruthless and unrighteous woman, and this woman definitely thought that she would hang up or be a vegetative person for the rest of her life, so he didn't need to be sad, let alone sad for such a woman.

"It's good to be single, I haven't had enough of it right now." As he spoke, Vladimir's eyes were fixed on a crossbow hanging from the wall.

At this moment, Vladimir clearly felt that the long-dormant system appeared in front of him.

"Please ask the host to receive the first mission, use the bow and crossbow to shoot valuables, and after completing the mission, the shooting skill will +5."

Originally, Vladimir still wanted to take a good look at his skills, but because Sergei was in front of him, he put this idea on hold for the time being, and left nothing else to worry about, and then finished the task, after all, this task is completely pediatric for himself, but he is a bit of a loser.

However, as a super-rich second generation, the young undefeated family seems to be a little unreasonable.

Sergei also once again showed his familiarity with the environment, "Young master, this bow and crossbow was made by the hands of General Rasin, the famous cavalry hero of the Cossacks, and it is said that it can easily shoot through two layers of iron sheets at a distance of fifty meters. ”

"Oh? So powerful? Vladimir was a little surprised, and saw him quickly come to the bottom of the crossbow and carefully examine the beautifully made crossbow.

The Cossacks were heroic and warlike, belonging to a typical nomadic people, and the well-made and well-performing bows and crossbows were their specialty.

"Yes, very powerful." For the first time in so many years, Vladimir showed a great love for the bow and crossbow, and Sergei, who was not in the know, had no idea what was going on in his head.

Vladimir looked at the good bow and had the idea of trying it out, so he took off his crossbow and arrows and walked out of the house.

Seeing this posture, Sergei suddenly panicked, and he hurriedly said, "Young master, do you want to try it?" ”

Vladimir nodded without hesitation, "Of course I'm going to try, by the way, where is my bulletproof car?" ”

As soon as he heard that this guy was going to test the bow and crossbow on a bulletproof car, Sergei couldn't help but shudder, although this master used to eat, drink and have fun, but he was not so bored as to this extent.

"The bulletproof car is a gift from Mr. to you at the age of eighteen." Sergei wanted to move out the statue of Mr. Maxim to stop his boring behavior.

"What's this?" Vladimir's face was full of indifference, in his opinion, since it is a bulletproof car, then it is necessary to test the performance, in case the kind dad is deceived by the black-hearted dealer.

"Sir will be back tomorrow." Sergey reminded.

"Butler, don't be nervous, if the bulletproof performance is good, my father will definitely not find out, on the contrary, if the bullet resistance is very poor, I will tell him to change it when he comes back tomorrow."

Seeing that the reminder did not work, Sergei could only watch Vladimir with his bow and crossbow aimed at the Mercedes-Benz bulletproof car fifty meters away.

Vladimir didn't shoot immediately after aiming, but twisted his head and pointed it at the bodyguard next to him and said, "Vasily, if someone assassinates, is a distance of fifty meters enough?" ”

Vasily and Viktor both shook their heads without hesitation, "Young master, generally speaking, the assassination distance of twenty meters is enough, and fifty meters is estimated to use a bazooka." ”

Upon listening to the advice of the bodyguards, Vladimir felt that it seemed to be the same, if the assassination with a firearm is usually at close range unless it is a sniper rifle, and the long-distance assassination is easy to be discovered.

Vladimir couldn't help but move forward again more than twenty meters, came to a distance that he thought was appropriate, aimed at the window of the Mercedes car, and fired decisively.

Only a "whoosh" was heard, and the off-string bow and arrow hit the bulletproof glass quickly and accurately.

With a "snap", the bow and arrow fell to the ground.

Victor hurriedly stepped forward to check, and a look of disdain quickly appeared on his face, "The arrow is broken, and there is only a small dot on the glass." ”

At the same time, a cold prompt voice flashed in Vladimir's mind, "Complete the mission, shooting skill +5." ”

Seeing that the reward given by the system was easily in his hands, Vladimir felt refreshed and excited, "Viktor, give me your gun." ”

At this moment, a mechanical prompt sounded again: "Host, the unpublished tasks of the system cannot be rewarded. ”

Shooting bulletproof cars with a pistol, Vladimir didn't think about asking for any reward, just for the thrill.

Sergei on the side didn't dare to speak at all this time, he felt that Vladimir seemed to be a completely different person after being injured, he was not interested in these weapons at all in the past, but now he is actually interested.

Viktor doesn't have as many concerns as Sergei, as a bodyguard, he is very happy to let his employer accept these things, after all, bodyguards are not omnipotent, if the enemy family packs up the bodyguard, and the employer doesn't even know how to use a gun, it is no different from the fish on the board.

Besides, there are really a lot of enemies in the Ivan family.

Vladimir had never played with a firearm, so he was unfamiliar with the pistol in his hand.

Victor patiently explained to him, and soon he learned how to use it.

Raising his right hand, Vladimir squinted his left eye at the tires of the bulletproof car.

There was a "bang", and he couldn't help but raise his right hand at once, and he was a little caught off guard by the recoil of the pistol.

The bullet hit the tyre, but it only stirred up a cloud of pale blue smoke and a crater of less than 2 millimeters, but the tyre was as good as new.

Vladimir felt as if it wasn't too enjoyable, and then there was a "thump" shot, and the remaining five bullets hit the body and glass of the bulletproof car.

The performance of the Mercedes-Benz bulletproof car is really superior, and there is no other damage except for some tiny craters.

Perhaps it was Vladimir's actions that also stimulated the system, and soon the system issued the next mission.

"Host, please receive the quest, make out with the tiger you raise, and exchange +2 with the animal after completing the quest."

Vladimir, who felt more and more that he was full of martial virtues, couldn't help but laugh after hearing this task, and threw the small pistol to Viktor, "It seems that this bulletproof car that my father gave me is really not bad." Don't play this anymore. I think next time I can prepare a portable rocket to try. Guys, go, look at my two giant tigers. ”

As soon as Sergei heard this, his heart, which had just been slightly relaxed, suddenly hung in the air again.

After all, according to the thinking logic of Vladimir's plan just now to shoot bulletproof vehicles with bazookas, will he beat the tiger in a minute?