(Thanks to a book friend for pointing out a BUG (phone number),Chapter 69,Chapter 70 The content of the two chapters has been modified.,Don't say after deducting the deletion of the BUG.,The total number of words has also increased by about 500 words.,Yesterday's readers greatly suggested refresh and re-read.,So as not to be inconsistent in the plot.,Well,Personal feeling,It should look better after the modification.。

And if you find a bug in the future, I hope to point it out in time and let me change it in time.

Mu Mu is here to solemnly thank you! ）

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The exclamation in his ears was like the nakeest (anti-harmony) mockery, which made Fleischer's face crawl with shame and anger.

"Look for death!"

Fleischer, who quickly got up from the ground, clenched his fist like a blow to Erin's face.

But in the next second, his angry eyes met an extremely cold gaze, which made his anger cool down in an instant as if he had been poured a basin of cold water.

Immediately afterwards, the intense fear of being targeted by a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus rex made him even more suffocated and dizzy.

"Bang!"

At the moment when Fleischer was shocked by the weakened version of [Dead Gaze], Erin kicked out unceremoniously, and Fleischer smashed into the fence outside the corridor like a kite with a broken string, and then simply fainted.

Seeing Fleischer kicked into the air, his friends from the basketball team just wanted to come up to help.

Erin, who kicked Fleisher away, suddenly turned his head, and his eyes, which still had a trace of [Dead Stare] spiritual oppression, scanned the surroundings coldly.

"Do you want to lie down too?"

Every student who looked at Ai Lin with eyes instantly felt an indescribable horror rise in their hearts, and then they all lowered their heads in fear, not daring to look at Ai Lin at all.

That feeling.

It was as if the person standing before them at this time was not a man, but a demon crawling out of hell.

It's hard to look at it directly.

Looking at the crowd around him who had instantly quieted down, the corners of Erin's mouth were slightly hooked.

Against ordinary people, [Lost Gaze] is really unexpectedly easy to use!

"Huh!"

Seeing that no one dared to stop him anymore, Erin pulled the little fat man with his legs a little weak and left the classroom.

For the sake of the little fat man's righteousness just now, Erin decided to treat him to lunch and treat the little fat man.

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But.

Soon, Erin regretted his hasty decision.

"Hey, Erin, did you see that? After Fleischer was kicked by you just now, the group of animals on the basketball team were glared at by you, and none of them dared to squeak. ”

"Phew, it's useless, Bai has grown so big, a bunch of silver-like pewter heads."

"But, Erin, when did you become so powerful, I don't know at all?"

"You know what? The way you looked just now was so majestic, so cool, if only I could be so majestic. ”

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Looking at the big dog sitting opposite him, his face was full of excitement, and his mouth never stopped.

Erin's mind was buzzing, and he felt that the broken thoughts of this dead fat man were even more terrible than the whispers of the evil god.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just shared a "tribulation", Erin would have wanted to use the tape to seal the big dog's big mouth.

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After barely eating a few bites, he couldn't stand the big dog's overexcited thoughts, so he took the opportunity to go to the toilet and secretly settled the account, and Erin ran away directly.

It wasn't until the bell rang in the afternoon that he returned to the classroom under the resentful gaze of the big dog.

Erin came to the back of the classroom.

The math teacher has already written the problem on the blackboard in the classroom and is ready to give a lecture.

It was subject to the authority of the math teacher, and the little fat man and the big dog did not have the courage to commit another crime against the wind, but it made Erin's ears quiet a little.

In addition to Ai Lin, who seemed to be incarnated as a little fat man who talked and returned to the classroom again, he keenly noticed that the eyes of the other students in the class looked at him, with a trace of awe.

I guess it was the impact of the noon incident.

However, Arryn didn't take it to heart.

The time of a few classes passed in a hurry.

When the bell rang for the end of school, Erin rejected the little fat man's offer to take the school bus back with him, then took out a black card from his pocket, and then followed the address on it, and took a taxi to the front of a simple building that looked a little old.

"This is Tom's Shooting Club?"

Glancing at the Tom Shooting Club with a sign hanging in front of him, Erin turned his head to look at the police sign on the corner of the street where a sign could still be seen, and Erin shrugged.

No wonder George knew so much about the situation at this shooting club, and his feelings were not far from their thirteenth division.

But to be able to open a shooting club under the nose of the police department, this club obviously has a few brushes.

After walking into the shooting club.

Erin handed the black card of Tom's Club given by George to the waiter in charge of reception.

After a little verification and a simple registration of Aylin's information, he was invited into the club.

"Mr. Ayling, this is your first time coming to our club, do you need our club to introduce you to a shooting instructor to help you better master your shooting skills?"

Arryn heard this: "When I came, Director George Stacy of the Thirteenth Branch recommended Jerry Sr. to me, is he free now?" ”

George's name is still very useful.

Hearing that the police station's Chief George Stacy recommended Jerry Sr. to Elling, the waiter immediately said that Coach Jerry was just free.

After asking another waiter to tell Jerry Sr., Erin was led underground by the waiter to a small enclosed shooting range.

Not long after Arryn entered the shooting range.

A man dressed like a western cowboy and limping walked in front of Erin.

Looking at the nameplate hanging on his body, Erin suddenly understood that this guy was the sharpshooter he was looking for.

After walking in.

Old Jerry glanced at Erin's hands and said directly, "Newbie? ”

"Yes."

"Understood, my fee is a bit higher than that of ordinary coaches, which is 300 US dollars an hour, and if you can accept it, we can start practicing right away."

Although he retired from the army, Jerry Sr.'s style still adheres to the tradition in the army, direct and simple.

"The price is fine, we can start right away."

After seeing Erin doesn't make sense to the price.

After Jerry Sr. called the waiter to sign a simple contract with Erin, he taught Erin from the most basic knowledge of firearms.

And that's what Arryn lacks the most.

It took more than ten minutes.

After explaining the five most common pistol data and their advantages and disadvantages to Aylin, Jerry Sr. selected the most suitable pistol for Arryn according to the shape of Aylin's hands and the length of his fingers, and handed it to Aylin.