Chapter Ninety-Five: Playing with Guns
Ma Guocai felt his own situation, and there was a sense of lightness and refreshment, as if he could jump very high with a slight jump, and he could take a long step with a slight step. It even gave him the illusion that the gravitational pull of the earth was much weaker for him all of a sudden.
The plane was already in San Francisco, and it was inconvenient for him to get into this state again. I thought to myself, in the future, I should often take planes to cultivate.
After getting off the plane, it was already night here in San Francisco. Stepping on the ground, the feeling of lightness has not disappeared, but at this time, there are more people, and it is not good to try this feeling of fluttering and weakening the earth's gravity. I can only honestly salute and walk out step by step, which is really uncomfortable.
When I got out of the passage, I saw a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a straight suit, holding a sign with the word "Qingfeng" written on it.
"Are you Uncle Xinwu?" asked Ma Guocai.
The middle-aged man put down the sign in his hand, looked him up and down, and said, "I am, you are the nephew of Qingfeng Master." ”
"Hehe, well, I didn't expect you to pick me up in person, Uncle Xinwu, it's so polite. Ma Guocai said politely.
"Qingfeng, you are too polite, you have worked hard along the way, let's go, let's go back to the martial arts hall first. ”
Uncle Xinwu took him to the parking lot outside, drove the car, chatted with each other, and told him that he should pay attention to something here, don't see black people shouting, communicate with foreigners, and don't speak discriminatory language. Also, in a formal setting, it's better to say sorry, sorry, not Iamsorry, which is a heavier tone. Indicates an admission of fault or error; may admit to a responsibility that does not belong to them. In the United States. When others praise you, you don't have to be humble, you have to accept the situation, etc.!
Equestria doesn't know that in the United States, there are still so many things to pay attention to.
Uncle Xinwu took him to the martial arts hall in Chinatown, and he saw foreigners all the way, and there was a bit of a novelty at first, but it was too strange here. I was still a little uncomfortable, but when I arrived in Chinatown, I saw the familiar Chinese characters and many Asian faces, and I immediately felt a lot more friendly.
After passing through the practice room in the martial arts hall, I saw from the window that there were not only Chinese practicing martial arts inside, but also some blonde foreigners. Looking at their movements, there is a clear difference between Chinese students and foreigners. Gringos like to go straight, so on the action. It's also very hard punch after punch, as if it's going to blow all the strength out. And Chinese students. I know a little bit that I can restrain my strength and contain it but not send it. Some foreigners are even stiffer and don't understand the true meaning of martial arts at all. This should be the willingness of cultural differences, it is difficult for foreigners to understand, the real connotation of Chinese martial arts.
Uncle Xinwu arranged a separate room for him, let him rest first, and let someone take him to familiarize himself with the nearby environment tomorrow.
Ma Guocai is not familiar with life, and it is difficult to say anything, in fact, he is not tired at all. Close the door and feel free to leave your luggage in the corner. Bounced slightly, it felt very light and comfortable, and with a little force, one hand jumped up and touched the top of the wall more than three meters.
This feeling is not that the bouncing force is stronger, it is really like the gravitational pull of the earth, which has been reduced a little. Jumping again, his hand touched the roof, and when he pushed it, he fell down, and his legs were slightly bent, and he unloaded his strength. The room is not big, not suitable for display. Now, he really wants to go outside and run a few laps.
After resting for the night, the next day, Uncle Xinwu brought a young man, his apprentice, a Chinese-American named Tang Jun, who was twenty-five years old this year, about the same age as him. Let him familiarize him with the environment.
Ma Guocai also knew that there was no point in investigating like this clueless when he first came, so it was better to familiarize himself with it first, and then investigate, which required a lot of aspects.
Tang Jun took him out for breakfast, bread and milk. Then take him around the streets and show him about the situation. Ma Guocai mostly only listened to and did not express his opinions, and only asked after a long time: "I heard that basically everyone in the United States has a gun, where is there a shooting place around here, can you take me to play?" To be honest, men, there are very few people who don't like guns, when they were children, they bought a toy gun and played it as a baby, and when they were in college, they also fired five bullets during military training, and they didn't enjoy it at all.
"No problem, I know there's a shooting club not far from here. Tang Jun led him through two streets and arrived.
When I entered the gate, I saw that there were several kinds of guns hanging inside, all of them real people. Ma Guocai didn't know the name of the AK47 except for the classic firearm. AK47 knows, or because it is used a lot to play with CS guns, I know. It's sad!
Tang Jun told him that the front of this place is the place where guns are sold, and if you like the kind of thing, you can go to the back to shoot and play. The price is also relatively cheap, two or three hundred dollars, you can play for two hours. If you want to buy it, basically small firearms are around a few hundred dollars.
Ma Guocai was already a little impatient, and directly took out the 10,000 dollars he exchanged when he took it out of his pocket, and took out 1,000 yuan from it to Tang Jun for him to arrange.
Tang Jun was not hypocritical, took the money he handed over, and went to arrange it with the clerk.
Because he didn't know how to shoot, he specially arranged for a guy named Benson to be his coach, and it was said that he was still a retired special forces. Ma Guocai looked at the guy next to him who was 1.9 meters tall, a guy who was as strong as a bear, and thought to himself that he was so tall, it was not too easy to be discovered on the battlefield.
Equestrian chose an AK47, and then asked Benson, which was the Desert Eagle, and picked out this classic pistol. Grab the bullets and go to the shooting range behind the store.
There were few people in the range, and after choosing a grid, Ma decided to try the AK47 first, and Benson began to explain to him the loading, loading, insurance, firing, and various precautions.
Although he spoke relatively quickly, Ma Guocai barely understood. According to Benson's instructions, load, load, open the safe, aim the muzzle at the opposite target, three points and one line, pull the trigger, and try to shoot first.
I felt a shock in my shoulder, "Bang!" There was an extra bullet hole in the front, but unfortunately I didn't hit the bull's-eye, and I hit the outermost circle.
Continued, looked for a feeling, continued to aim, "Smack!" This time it was much better, closer to the bull's-eye. I thought to myself, it is better to observe with my divine sense.
Directly attached the divine consciousness to the gun, pulled the trigger, the divine consciousness was hit by the bullet, snapped, the gun shook, the muzzle slightly deviated from the intended target, the bullet detached from the bullet, along the barrel, swished out, hit the target position, still did not hit the bull's-eye.
It seems that the vibration made the muzzle of the gun shift, this time he held the gun steady, and pulled the trigger again, but unfortunately the time of the gun vibration was just such a moment, it was too late to resist the force, and the bullet was closer to the bull's-eye.
Is there any way to shoot more accurately? One, or the muzzle of the gun does not vibrate, obviously he can't do it now. Second, the muzzle of the gun deviates from the bull's-eye, and the direction of the shock offset is mastered.
I thought of it, and after a few shots, I finally hit the bull's-eye. Although it can't completely remove the recoil in an instant, it can also unload some, the vibration of the gun is weaker, after mastering the gap in the shock offset, and then continue to shoot, the gun is not far from the bull's-eye, although there is a slight deviation, but it is indeed in the bull's-eye, which makes Ma Guocai very proud.
And the instructor Benson next to him was dumbfounded, he had seen it for the first time, a novice, can master a firearm so quickly, and shoot so accurately, although the distance is only ten meters.
"You're amazing!" said Benson with a big mother and son at him.
"Thank you!" Ma Guocai smiled and continued to play with the gun.
After firing the AK47 bullets he brought over, he had basically found his touch. There is no need to pay attention to the difference in the cheapness of gun vibration. Next, start playing Desert Eagle, the vibration power of this gun is stronger, more difficult to control, and the bullets fired are also powerful. But with previous experience, although the posture of my robbery was different, the principle was similar, and soon, I found the gun feeling.
After the bullets were fired, I asked for some more, and continued to play with a long-distance target. When he and Tang Jun left, basically, he was sure that within 50 meters, he could achieve a hundred white shots.
Out of the shooting club, Tang Jun handed him the remaining few hundred dollars and said, "This is the rest of the game just now." ”
Ma Guocai didn't take it, and said, "You've been with me all morning, let's go eat something, if there is any money left, it should be your reward." He knows that the United States is a money-oriented country, and sometimes giving some money does not mean that you give charity, but that you look up to him and are more satisfied with him. Although Tang Jun is a Chinese face, he is also a person who has lived in the United States since he was a child, and most of his thoughts and behaviors are based on American standards.
Tang Jun put the money in his pocket and said with a smile: "Thank you, let's go, I'll take you to an authentic Chinese restaurant for dinner." ”
This day, basically, spent in the vicinity of Chinatown, Ma Guocai did not ask Wang Hui about it, but first had a good relationship with Tang Jun, he was also generous, like eating, playing and riding in a car, he would give Tang Jun money in advance, more money, he didn't want it, there was money to open the way, and the relationship with Tang Jun naturally became much closer.
Back at the martial arts hall, he was a little surprised to meet the Taoist Master of Xinling, and Ma Guocai went over and asked, "Uncle Shi, have you found Du Feng?"
"No, I don't know where this bastard is hiding now!" The face of the chief of the spirit of faith was ugly, and the person looked tired.
"Will definitely find it. Ma Guocai could only comfort him like this, the Taoist Chief of Xinling should be more familiar with Du Feng than him, and he couldn't give any advice, and he was also worried about Du Feng in his heart, and he didn't know where he was now!
The Spiritual Dao Chief sighed and asked, "Why are you here too?"
"I'm here to take a look. "There are a lot of people here, and it's not easy to reveal that they are here for Wang Hui's business.
"Well, work hard, I'll have to go to a few friends tomorrow, so I'll go and rest first. The Spiritual Daoist nodded, didn't say anything more, and left. (To be continued......)
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