Many athletes in sports have an extremely strong personal style. As long as they see the iconic movements, they can know who the person is without looking at their faces.

The same goes for singing. When you hear the sound, you will know who sang the song. Many people have their own unique imprints that cannot be hidden.

There is no doubt that Gao Yang also has a very strong personal style. It would be fine if he didn't shoot. No one knew who he was, but once he picked up the gun and fired, he would jump out of the horizon like the sun and could not hide it.

The shooting habit is that Gao Yang fired countless bullets and finally fixed them. How could he change it? It is too late to strengthen his impression and fix the normal shooting movements.

But outside the battlefield, shooting habits are very fatal, and Gao Yang is really troubled by this problem. As a mercenary, after forming too many enemies, he really doesn't want to be recognized because of his shooting method. However, on the battlefield, this is impossible. He will not change his shooting method and habit because he wants to hide his identity, nor can he do it.

The way of saying hello was too powerful, which attracted everyone's attention to him, but Gao Yang was a little confused whether to continue, so he looked at Morgan with a look of help.

Morgan had already walked towards him and arrived at Gao Yang's side. Morgan patted Gao Yang's shoulder and whispered: "There is absolutely no one doing cameras here. Don't worry, enjoy shooting boldly, say hello to them. Believe me, in Texas, nothing can be better integrated into their circle than this method."

Gao Yang nodded, placed the pistol and empty magazine on the table, raised the half-drink beer and shook it to several people as a greeting, drank the beer in one go, then picked up a commemorative Winchester m1894 leverage rifle and walked back to the front.

Take a deep breath. He shot an iron target that was very close to the distance, tried the sight, and then pointed the muzzle at the iron target in the distance. He started to shoot.

The lever rifle loaded a lot, Gao Yang's continuous and rapid movement of moving the bullets on the bolt made his fingers hurt. After he finished firing all the bullets, he took out his hand and looked at his fingers that were red because of the speed too fast. Then he blew a breath at his fingers, but suddenly heard applause.

Everyone was applauding, and the strong man, who was big and thick, gave him a thumbs up, and then said loudly in a Gaoyang accent that he didn't quite understand: "It's a good fight, man, it's a good fight."

Gao Yang bowed slightly to greet him. Then he raised the gun in his hand and then placed the gun on the table again.

Gao Yang planned to stop, but the audience refused. The big and thick man said excitedly in a strong accent: "My man, keep going, keep going, show your hands again."

Gao Yang saw a shotgun, Lishuang, he picked it up, and then started to load bullets into his pocket. After he filled his pocket with bullets and stuffed two bullets into the chamber, he closed the chamber and began to find a suitable target.

It is best to have a target thrower, but unfortunately there is no target thrower here. Just when Gao Yang was looking for a suitable target, the strong man shouted: "You want to find the target of the event? Man, can you beat me if I throw a beer bottle?"

Gao Yang nodded and smiled, "Okay, but will it be too troublesome to clean the beer bottle?"

"It's okay, it's okay! Man, just hand me the cleaning work, you don't have to worry at all."

The strong man ran to the table and carried two of the drinks of beer bottles. Then he shouted to Gao Yang: "Man, be careful. I'm going to throw it away."

Gao Yang did not hold the gun, but just smiled and said, "Please use some strength to throw it away."

A beer bottle flew into the sky, Gao Yang quickly raised his gun, and then the glass bottle broke into powder in the air.

Gao Yang put down his gun and shouted: "Man, don't throw it high, throw it far away."

The bottle flew out again and was beaten by Gao Yang. This target was not difficult for him at all.

The strong man said in amazement: "Man, you're good at playing. Wait, I'll come over to those bottles."

Another person who had been watching Gao Yang's performance said anxiously: "I'll go, I'll get it, let me throw it away this time!"

The person who spoke was not very old, and he looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. After saying that, he ran away immediately, but the strong man shouted to the young man's back: "Get more!"

Morgan chuckled beside Gao Yang, "They are Murray's sons, the eldest son and the younger son."

At this time, the strong man walked towards Gao Yang, and he said excitedly: "Hello man, my name is Rick Perry. I have never seen you before. Are you my father's friend?"

Rick did not want to shake hands with Gao Yang, but raised his palm. After Gao Yang and Rick hit him, he smiled and said, "Hello Rick, I was invited by your father. You can call me Gao."

Rick smiled and said, "You are so awesome. Are you a professional?"

Gao Yang shook his head and said, "No, shooting is not my profession, it's just a hobby."

Morgan smiled and said, "Rick, Gao runs a military defense company, the Solar System International Defense Company, have you heard of it?"

Rick thought for a while and shook his head, "Sorry, this is really the first time I've heard it."

Morgan laughed and said, "That's right, because the company has just completed registration in Houston today, and Gao's company headquarters is in Houston."

Rick said with a look of surprise: "Is that so? That's great, I think we can meet often."

At this moment, Rick's younger brother walked over with a basket full of beer bottles. He put them on the ground, grabbed the two bottles, and shouted: "Are you ready? I'll throw them away when I'm ready."

He threw the bottles with his hands, and the speed was slow and close. Gao Yang had no reason to miss the hit. All the bottles thrown by Murray's two sons were smashed by him. Then, this job attracted the interest of others, so people began to throw the bottles in turn and let Gao Yang beat them.

Men and women joined forces, and everyone's bottle could escape the shattered end, and Gao Yang quickly attracted Murray, who was the master.

There were more and more guests, but the shooting game continued. Finally, after throwing several bottles in a row, the empty bottles were gone, including the remaining bottles left after drinking before. But it doesn't matter. Mori, who was so excited about playing, would definitely not feel sorry for Gao Yang to blow up the beer that had not been opened.

Murray shouted, "Please note that the debris of the beer bottle may explode far away. In addition, if anyone can stop Gao's hit record, I will give him a gun. If no one can stop Gao, then I will give the gun to Gao. Who will throw it? My arms are sore."

People threw the bottles and let Gao Yang play with them. Someone in the middle took Gao Yang's gun and shot a few shots in person. However, when the bottle fell to the ground, he declared a failure with regret.

After the shooting, the shotgun was used up, and Gao Yang's undefeated golden body was not broken.

Murray said loudly with regret on his face: "Okay, everyone, I have to announce that the winner is Gao."

Murray announced that his gun could only be given to Gao Yang, but he was playing it until it was so exciting that he wanted to leave a very deep impression on these people, but Gao Yang smiled and said, "No, this game is not over yet. Can I change to a rifle and continue playing, or a pistol? Tell me, let me use any gun."

If Gao Yang introduced himself as the boss of the Solar System International Defense Company, there might not be many people who could remember him, because everyone here has a background, but after he gave him a shot, the effect is now very obvious. Anyone attending the cocktail party will not forget him.

It is definitely much more difficult to shoot a bottle with a rifle or a pistol than a shotgun. Murray slapped his hand and said loudly: "You use a pistol to shoot, fast, fast, who will bet with me? I will definitely miss my bet."

Immediately someone shouted: "I bet he won't miss it, what's the bet?"

Murray smiled and said, "The loser is responsible for the barbecue, and the winner is responsible for the eating. Who wants to join? Quickly, stand by me if I hold the same viewpoint."

Morgan walked to Murray's opposite without hesitation and shouted: "I will not miss the bet."

As a result, it came out soon. There were about twenty people on Murray's side, and there were more than a dozen people on Morgan's side. In general, there were still a few people who were optimistic that Gao Yang could blow all the bottles with a pistol.

The shooting started again, Gao Yang used the 1911 he had just used. The shooting was intermittent, and people came one after another and joined the gambling game. However, the new people who joined the gambling game were on the side of optimizing Gao Yang. The reason was very simple, because when they arrived, Gao Yang had proved that he was the same accuracy with his pistol.

The final result is, in shooting, when did Gao Yang disappoint those on his side?

After dozens of bullets, the shooting game was announced to the end, but the only problem was that there were too many losers who needed to go to the barbecue to serve everyone.

After the shooting, Gao Yang put down his gun. Now he has become a celebrity in the cocktail party. There is no need for Murray or Morgan to introduce him. Wherever he goes, his hands stretched out to him and his passionate faces.

Just as Gao Yang was busy talking to people, his cell phone suddenly rang. After apologizing to the person who was talking to him, Gao Yang took out his cell phone.

Gao Yang's mobile phone, who has been very busy recently, hasn't turned on for a long time. He prefers and is more accustomed to using satellite phones. If he hadn't attended the reception today, he probably wouldn't have brought his mobile phone.

After looking at the call, Gao Yang answered the call. After he answered, he heard a strange voice saying, "Hello, is it Mr. Gao?"

Gao Yang whispered: "It's me, who are you?"

"My name is Sidian, I am the will witness lawyer. That's it. Mr. Gao, I was entrusted to contact you and officially notify you of an inheritance. If it is convenient, can I check your identity first?" (To be continued)

ps: I forgot what Gao Yang’s pseudonym in the United States...
Chapter completed!