After not sleeping all night last night, Long Chenfei couldn't help but feel sleepy. He got into bed when he got back to Binbin. He sat there all night without closing his eyes at Sandao. When he got back to Binbin, he was busy buying clothes for Xiao Ling'er to heal his scar.
I chatted with everyone all night again, and even though I had super powers, I couldn't stand the intense sleepiness.
This time I won't enter the dream space even if I die. Long Chenfei swore secretly that he would soon fall asleep, but once again stood in the vast white dream space.
Long Chenfei couldn't help but get furious when he saw the old man's sly smile: "Old man, you can't let me have a good sleep and then you put me in this place again!"
The old man chuckled and didn't care about Long Chenfei's anger. Instead, he asked: "You didn't sleep for two nights, did you do it on purpose?"
Long Chenfei rolled his eyes at the old guy and said: "What non-human ideas did you come up with today, and what do you want me to practice?" The old guy's mind was full of non-human ideas, and he was probably the most inhumane idea in prehistoric civilization.
A stick.
"Marksmanship." After the old man finished speaking, Brother Zha was stunned. This is a good practice! Brother Zha was overjoyed and immediately ran to the old man's side like a eunuch beside the emperor, draping his shoulders and rubbing his back with a flattering look on his face.
"Grandpa, do you really want me to practice marksmanship? Hehe." Long Chenfei asked with endless yearning as he imagined wearing a camouflage uniform, holding an AK47 in hand, and a grenade hanging on his waist.
The old man's words made Long Chenfei's heart drop to a low point: "But you have to practice piano first, and then practice driving. If there is still time, I will let you practice marksmanship."
Brother Zha clenched his fists and made two gestures behind the old man. The old man turned around suddenly, and Brother Zha hurriedly stopped his hand, smiled, whistled and jumped onto the stage, but as soon as he sat down, a bolt of lightning struck him! Sad Brother Zha touched
He held the keyboard and started playing over and over again at the urging of the beautiful robot.
After playing the piano score once, the old man stopped Long Chenfei and asked him to continue driving and practice. Long Chenfei learned the lesson from the last time and was careful this time. Although there was no accident, the time was extended.
"Your speed is too slow. What are you afraid of? If there is an enemy chasing you behind you, can you still drive so calmly?" The old man actually kicked the Lamborghini away with his kick. Long Chenfei stuck out his tongue.
If you dare to talk too much, you can only nod in agreement.
"Come again, you are not allowed to practice anything else if you are not qualified." The old man waved his hand, and the car appeared in front of Long Chenfei. Long Chenfei pouted, sat on it, started the car, and stepped on the accelerator.
"What the hell, bah!" The Lamborghini ran not far away, and Long Chenfei yelled. Unexpectedly, an iron fist came out, and Brother Zha suddenly became dizzy. Suddenly, a telephone pole appeared in front of him, and Long Chenfei was stunned.
He was hit by a car.
"Idiot, idiot." The old man scolded Long Chenfei until he was worthless and his body was completely damaged. Long Chenfei was thinking about a movie about an island country with low self-esteem, and did not listen to the old man's scolding at all.
The old man was furious, but Brother Zha jumped into the car and started it again. I couldn't believe that he couldn't even drive the car.
Long Chenfei stepped on the accelerator, and the Lamborghini became faster and faster, and soon reached the section of Thirteenth Street with the most vehicles.
Ahead was a four-way intersection, with countless vehicles going back and forth. Long Chenfei did not slow down, but continued to accelerate.
I'll give you a flying car! Long Chenfei stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the huge roar of the Lamborghini made him excited. The car reached the extreme speed, and the rear exhaust pipe spurted out flames. There was a gentle slope in front, and the Lamborghini rushed up.
, the ultra-fast speed created a strong centrifugal force, and the Lamborghini really flew.
A traffic policeman stretched out his arm in front, ready to stop Long Chenfei from moving forward. Because you, Long Chenfei, were driving north-south, and the east-west light was green at this time!
I'm afraid of a bird. Long Chenfei laughed and felt the old Bochini fly up. The gentle slope was at the edge of the intersection, and the position where the car flew up was exactly level with the edge of the road.
The central highway on Thirteenth Street is a one-way four-lane road and a two-way eight-lane road dozens of meters wide. The old man was stunned when he saw it, how could this kid be so bold!
The Lamborghini flew through the air at an extremely fast speed and reached its highest point just in the center of the road. Then the car began to land. Long Chenfei did not reduce the accelerator. The moment the car landed, it just missed a speeding car and landed on the ground before moving forward.
gallop.
When passing roadblocks, overtaking, dodging cars, increasing or decreasing when stepping on the accelerator, the speed of the Lamborghini is always maintained above 200.
Yes, this kid can do great things once he gets serious. The old man smiled happily, then waved his hand, everything around him disappeared, and Long Chenfei returned to the old man.
"You are very smart, and you are already very skilled in driving." The old man nodded and said to Long Chenfei.
As soon as Brother Zha was praised, he immediately felt proud and boasted again: "Who am I, Long Chenfei? I can't learn anything at once."
The old man chuckled and said, "You have to deal with three swords the day after tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Long Chenfei asked. What do you think about me going to deal with the three swords?
"I'm going to teach you how to use a gun." The old man suddenly had two May 4th-style pistols in his hand, and two gun targets appeared not far ahead: "If you see the gun target, you come and shoot until you can hit the bullseye.
You are not allowed to use supernatural powers, otherwise you will be struck by lightning."
Long Chenfei pulled the bolt of the gun, got into a shooting position, looked at the bullseye, and fired several times, but not a single bullet hit the target.
"You go forward three meters and continue shooting." The old man shook his head and asked Long Chen to fly forward and take a few steps forward.
Long Chenfei was a little ashamed, thinking that I just made a mistake and showed you the power of the unparalleled gun god. Bang bang, all the bullets were fired in a row, wow, Brother Zha jumped up excitedly. Did you see it? Look.
No, I actually hit the target!
The old man's face turned dark, he threw a magazine to Long Chenfei and said, "Idiot, look where you hit."
"Although I hit the gun target, I did it on purpose. I was afraid that I would hit the target and scare you." Brother Zha said shamelessly. The old man had already pointed the gun at his head.
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"What are you doing? What if there is a fire?" Long Chenfei was shocked, this was no joke.
"Practice for me honestly. If you don't practice seriously, I'll blow your head off!" The old man shouted loudly, and Long Chenfei secretly praised him. No wonder they all like to play with guns. They are so majestic. Watch out, I'll blow your head off!
Your head! Long Chenfei aimed at the bullseye and secretly used his superpower. Bang, ten points and nine rings, the highest score! A bright light flashed, and Long Chenfei's gun fell to the ground because he was struck by lightning.
"You have to hold the gun steady and your hands don't tremble! Look at the bull's-eye. You have to know that the bullet will float when it hits the target. Although you have a good eye on the bull's-eye, you may not be able to hit it..." The old man was chattering at the plate, scum.
Brother is already on fire.
"Old man, can you shut up? If you keep nagging me, I'll blow your head off." Long Chenfei pointed the gun at the old man's head and roared: "Why are you like Tang Monk? You can't shut up."
?" But the next second he realized that the gun in his hand was missing. Brother Zha quickly put on a smiling face and laughed loudly: "It's just a joke, my day!" He was struck by lightning again!
"You go forward another three meters." The old man felt lucky that he only had brain waves, otherwise he would have been mad at this kid. Long Chenfei walked forward another three meters, and this time he was finally able to hit the target.
"Practice slowly, don't be anxious. When you can hit the bull's-eye, I will let you practice in actual combat. Now that time is limited, just learn how to use the gun and how to aim at the target. As long as you can hit the target. Wait for it later."
Practice." The old man sighed, pointed at the gun target, fired a bunch of bullets, and all hit the target!
It was already the afternoon of the next day when Long Chenfei woke up. His wrists were a little sore. Long Chenfei moved his wrists and used a burst of Qi to clear his tendons and eliminate the soreness.
There was a knock on the door, and Awen's voice came from outside: "Brother Zha, are you awake?"
"Come in." Long Chenfei put on his clothes and suddenly saw a pair of pink underwear. Wow, these must have been left by Xiao Ling'er. Brother Zha quickly hid the underwear under the quilt and snickered.
"Brother Zha, why are you so happy?" Awen saw the smile on Long Chenfei's face and wondered what good things Brother Zha had done.
Long Chenfei shook his head to stop his smile and said: "It's okay. By the way, I asked you and A Dong to buy a gun. Did you buy it?"
Awen chuckled, took out a pistol from his waist and said, "Adong still has a solution. He has a comrade from the past who is now secretly selling guns on the black market for three thousand yuan a piece."
"Is this a 92?" Long Chenfei had seen this kind of gun on TV, and he picked it up and held it in his hand very smoothly.
"That's right, I bought twenty of them in total. I think it should be enough to deal with three knives." Awen picked up the pistol, pointed it at the glass and fired twice with a blank look on his face.
"Awen, I have an idea." Long Chenfei suddenly had a conspiracy in his mind and a sly smile appeared on his face.
Awen looked back at Long Chenfei and asked: "Brother Zha, what do you have in mind?" Long Chenfei said a few words in Awen's ear. Awen was stunned, and then started laughing: "Good idea, Brother Zha."