116, off the target

Listening to the loud noise when the security door was closed violently and feeling the trembling of the wall, Xu Qian was so angry that her chest fluctuated violently, but there was nothing in her hand that could make her smash it to the ground to vent her anger.

I still lose my temper in front of me if I did something wrong. Humph, my wings are hard, I dare to talk back, what! So what if I rely on Wu Xianqi? Gao Hong wants to punish you, but there are many ways, and hibiscus is not a simple character. If you are sold by someone, you may have to help you count the money.

Zhang Jinsong was not worried that he would be sold. He had just walked out of the dormitory of the Grain Bureau and had not yet walked to the supermarket parking lot to pick up the car when his cell phone rang. The caller was Wu Yun.

"Zhang Jinsong, I heard you did something fierce today." Wu Yun said with a smile as soon as the phone was connected.

"Girl, are you so idle?" Zhang Jinsong said angrily.

"What's wrong? You feel uncomfortable when you speak in this tone. Is it because the matter is getting bigger and being scolded by the leader?" Wu Yun continued to laugh, "Tsk, isn't it just being scolded by the leader? What a big deal. Look out and come here, I'll invite you to drink."

Zhang Jinsong was about to refuse, but he swallowed the words again when he was at his mouth. He was upset at this moment and there was nothing fun to go home alone, so he agreed.

Wu Yun invited him to drink, and the place was in the small bar she designed herself in the Qingluan Village, Zixia Club. There were only two people in the bar, Wu Yun and Zhang Jinsong, and there was not even a waiter.

"Come on, Zhang Jinsong, I'll give you a cup." Wu Yun raised his cup and said with a smile, "After hearing about your feat today, I specifically learned about you and Liu Zuliang, hahaha, you did a good job, like a man."

Zhang Jinsong rolled his eyes: "Girl, why do I feel so awkward when you say this? In the past, I didn't look like a man in your eyes."

After saying that, he picked up the cup and took a sip in depression.

Wu Yun smiled and said, "You, what you think doesn't matter, as long as you look like a man in my little sister's eyes."

Zhang Jinsong said: "Girl, how do you talk? I am your uncle!"

"What's wrong with my uncle? I'm so amazing!" Wu Yun shook his head and said, "Hmph, if I want to change it to me, I will directly destroy Liu Zuliang at that time. Where can I use the Ministry of Affairs Council to cause trouble?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jinsong almost didn't spit out a sip of wine. Is there anyone so comforting? Damn, people from powerful families are so confident.

Zhang Jinsong felt anger inexplicably in his heart, and he snorted coldly: "How did you kill him? Can you still shoot him down?"

"I rarely use guns. Well, I haven't practiced guns for more than a month." Wu Yun had a very good temper today and explained casually, but he had no intention of arguing with Zhang Jinsong at all.

"You haven't practiced for more than a month, haha, I haven't even touched a gun." Zhang Jinsong shook his head and took another sip of wine.

"Then go and touch me?" Wu Yun smiled, "I don't have a complete range of guns here, but there are several models of practice. I will teach you. Don't look at me like this, my marksmanship is very good."

Men are very interested in gun training. When they heard Wu Yun's words, Zhang Jinsong's depressed mood was immediately thrown aside, nodding and said, "The shooting range is ready?"

"The indoor practice room has been completed, and the outdoor field has not started yet." Wu Yun said and stood up.

Zhang Jinsong stood up and walked outside. The shooting range was also inside the club, but there was a separate building with a large iron gate at the entrance, and the mountains and forests were next to it.

Following Wu Yun in, Zhang Jinsong found that the staff in the building should have a few tricks, and they walked and talked. It seemed that they were from the army. When Zhang Jinsong persuaded Wu Ling to come and invest, the initial project was the shooting club. Later, Wu Ling made some adjustments to the investment in the project, but the shooting range still did not abandon it. The hunting ground outside only enclosed the ground and had not yet started ground. I am afraid that I would have to wait for the so-called second phase project?

Wu Yun walked and introduced that when he arrived at the largest training room, he asked the administrator for two pistols, but he was not busy handing them to Zhang Jinsong, but said with a serious look: "You said you have never touched the gun. I want to teach you how to practice the gun, you must first talk about some precautions. You must remember."

Zhang Jinsong nodded seriously: "Tell me, I remember."

"My guns are all real guns. Usually, some people from the Public Security Bureau come to practice guns. Don't treat them as amusement parks." Wu Yun's serious expression was still there, and he said with a mighty expression without anger. "So you must concentrate on listening. The gun is not a joke. First of all, no matter whether there are bullets or not, the gun cannot be pointed at by people; secondly, after the shooting, you must check whether there are bullets left in the gun chamber. Ah, these two must be remembered."

"Remember." Zhang Jinsong nodded, staring at the gun in her hand, "Can you start now?"

"Okay, you can start." Wu Yun said, handing him the pistol, "It's still the May 4th one. I'll practice the rifle after I've been practicing the pistol. Currently, the May 4th and June 4th are more commonly used. This is an empty May 4th gun. You can take it first, learn to hold a gun from me, and wait until you have practiced the gun, and you can only shoot if you feel it."

Zhang Jinsong had to follow Wu Yun to learn how to hold a gun first, and adapted a little bit from the distance between his feet to the fit between his palms and the gun body. Although Zhang Jinsong was a martial arts practitioner, he had practiced the routine of swords, guns, swords and sticks, and the quality of all parts of his body was better than that of ordinary people, but Wu Yunguang practiced with a gun for more than 20 minutes before he started teaching gun shooting.

Just like the feeling of many people when they first touch a gun, Zhang Jinsong also felt that even if he was not very accurate, he would never lose the target with his hidden weapon skills when he practiced martial arts.

However, the fact was beyond his expectations. He not only had the first shot off the target, but also the second and third shots off the target. This made him feel quite embarrassed. He looked at Wu Yun and smiled bitterly: "Girl, don't just say you don't practice. You can also shoot two shots to show me a demonstration, otherwise you will always talk about it like this, and you will waste your bullets."

"I don't know how you aimed." Wu Yun shook his head, and didn't see her acting. He raised his hand casually and just shot him.

Ten rings!

Zhang Jinsong looked at the results and was really envious and jealous.

Zhang Jinsong looked at her squintingly and said, "I said, girl, you won't hide your private parts when you teach me, right? Why do you just shoot ten rings and just get off the target when you come to me? This gap is too big, right?"

"It's not that the master doesn't teach you, it's that you, the disciple, have no understanding!" Wu Yun said with a smile. Finally, there was a chance to hit Zhang Jinsong, so she naturally wouldn't let it go easily.

"I think you are not teaching me carefully enough. You can't blame me for not respecting my master, right? As the saying goes, if you want to learn real skills, just follow your master...that...you are my niece!" Zhang Jin said without any hesitation.

There is a saying here in Suijiang that if you want to learn real skills, just sleep with your master. Wu Yun has heard of this, but he didn't expect that Zhang Jinsong would dare to say this to her. She didn't scold anyone, and just kicked Zhang Jinsong in the calf.

At this time, Zhang Jinsong didn't dare to fight her, so he jumped away and said, "Girl, stop doing it, don't mess around, you're holding a gun."

"You just have a gun?" Wu Yun shouted in discontently, but he didn't let out his legs anymore.

"You have a gun, and you have a gun all over your body, okay?" Zhang Jinsong smiled bitterly, "Okay, I'll call you Master, are you going to teach me with your heart?"

Wu Yun quipped, "Okay, call me. Please call me Master, I will teach you step by step and pass on your true skills."

"Master." Zhang Jinsong shouted, thinking in his heart that the master and the master are different. The master is related to inheritance, and the master is just learning a skill.

"Oh!" Wu Yun responded exaggeratedly, and then said, "Good disciple, you haven't found the feeling of holding a gun yet, and your posture is not right when aiming. Shooting is not a hidden weapon. You can use the hidden weapon to aim, it would be strange if you don't take off the target."

Zhang Jinsong stood loosely and looked at Wu Yun and said, "I've called you master, hurry up and say something."

"It's really hard to say the point. If you want to find the feeling, you will find it." Wu Yun put the gun in his hand and stood beside Zhang Jinsong and said, "When I started practicing the gun, my grandfather taught me step by step. It's easy to find the feeling. I can only teach you step by step now."

As she said that, she opened her hands, but felt that it was not appropriate to hold him from the back, so she changed her position and stood side by side with him, then covered the back of Zhang Jinsong's hand with both hands.

"You don't have much meat on your hands." Zhang Jinsong sighed.

"Be serious, don't think about eating my tofu." Wu Yun snorted coldly.

Zhang Jinsong was almost choked by her words. This girl always speaks so shockingly! I am your uncle, and no one can eat your tofu!

"Don't blame others, okay?" Zhang Jinsong rolled his eyes and said, "You have to teach me step by step. Can't you be more pure when you think about things in your mind? It's all messy."

"I'm still blaming me? The dog bites Lu Dongbin!" Wu Yun let go of his hand and said something she didn't say often but was extremely traumatic. Then he walked away by himself, picked up the pistol and shot it at the target.

Zhang Jinsong became angry when he heard the dog biting Lu Dongbin, but he still held back and ignored her. He thought that if I could not learn without you, I would be able to learn it?

He ignored Wu Yun, but Wu Yun spoke again: "Hurry up, fire the bullets and hand over the gun."

Hearing this, Zhang Jinsong became even more annoyed. He put the gun on his back and said coldly: "I'll hand over the gun now, you can shoot it yourself!"

"Why are you fierce? What attitude are you acting at me?" Wu Yun said without giving in, "I am not your punching bag. If you have the ability, you can ask Liu Zuliang to find Mu Jihua to show off your power! What attitude is that the Wu family's face has made you lose all!"
Chapter completed!