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Chapter 205: Du He's Black History

Snap.

A heavy and cold Desert Eagle appeared in Du He's hand. Next to it was a beautifully crafted iron box. After opening it, there were a total of twenty yellow-orange bullets inside.

Du He took a closer look and saw the mark i. printed on the left side of the gun body.

This was the famous first-generation Desert Eagle. The aluminum gun body was heavy, but not unreasonably heavy.

As a military enthusiast, Du He still has a very clear memory of this gun.

Caliber: 8.89mm.

Overall gun length: 260 mm.

Total gun weight: 1.7 kg.

Magazine capacity: 9 rounds.

Du He burst out laughing: "System, are you having a seizure today? In the past, the draws were either toilet paper or sanitary napkins. Why did you give me such a big surprise today?"

System: "Host, the lottery in this system is completely random."

"Can you give me more bullets? Just 20 bullets. With my shooting skills, I'm afraid I won't even be able to kill a wild boar!" Du He regretted.

System: "Can't."

"Your uncle's, your father's, your mother's..."

Du He cursed loudly.

Unfortunately, the system did not respond.

"Come on, I want to continue the lottery."

Ding!

"Congratulations to the host, you have received a bottle of 60-proof strong vodka."

A glass bottle clattered to his feet.

Du He picked it up and took a look, "It's indeed vodka. You've finally gotten rid of Jiang Xiaobai's shadow. System, you have the guts."

Du He then continued to draw the lottery.

Unfortunately, after I smoked it five times in a row, all the items were not very useful, so I gave up.

Seeing that it was already evening, the bell for dinner rang, and people went to the canteen to eat.

Du He took the Desert Eagle and quietly slipped into the open space behind the farm alone.

Click.

A bullet is loaded.

Since bullets were precious, Du He was only willing to put one in first.

He found a locust tree that was as tall as two people and stood twenty steps away.

Hold the gun in your right hand and support it with your left hand.

Du He closed his left eye, aimed his right eye, and slowly adjusted the angle.

Gradually hold your breath.

There was not a breath of wind around.

This is a state that only a sniper master can achieve. Ordinary big-headed soldiers simply cannot reach this state.

Du He felt that he was integrated with the surrounding nature in an instant.

The right index finger moved.

Press the trigger back.

Snapped.

The muzzle flashed.

There was a deafening explosion.

A strong recoil came, and Du He felt that his right hand and arm all lost consciousness in an instant and became numb.

The Desert Eagle almost escaped.

"I... It's all my fault that this young master is too confident!"

For a long time, Du He stood there, gasping for air and feeling lingering fear.

In fact, he doesn't know anything about sniping. He has never learned even the simplest sniping, and he has never even seen a real gun before. All the theories he learned were from books or some bars.

Who knows, live ammunition and theory are completely two different approaches.

Du He hurried forward and circled around the willow tree three times.

In the end, I found that not to mention the hit, even the bark of the tree was not damaged at all.

That bullet flew to no one knows where.

fail!

It was simply a great shame and humiliation in Du He's life.

It can be called the dark history that Du He least wants to mention in his life.

"What the hell, twenty steps away, a place where you can pee, but this young master is so crooked, it's embarrassing, it's so fucking embarrassing." Du He stood on the spot, beating his feet and chest, and at the same time

I also feel sad that a bullet was wasted.

After a while, Du He hid the Desert Eagle and left in a swaggering manner, as if this incident had never happened.

When he arrived at the furniture factory, he saw Lu Bu rushing towards this direction.

"Master, I heard an explosion from over there just now, are you okay?" Lu Bu looked at Du He suspiciously.

Du He patted his sleeves: "I just went to pee. What can happen?"

"But, isn't the movement too big?"

"Oh, my young master's little brother accidentally hit a big tree next to him when he came out and broke the tree. Is there anything to make a fuss about?" Du He said calmly.

Lu Bu was so surprised that he opened his mouth wide: "Master, is your brother a cannon?"

"……roll……"

"oh."



As soon as Du He returned to the room and hid the Desert Eagle and the bullets, he heard someone banging on the door outside.

"Master, it's not good!"

It's Yang Hao's voice.

Du He turned around quickly, opened the door, and asked, "What happened?"

"Master, Xu Zhengdao is crazy."

"Isn't that boy the disciple of White-robed Divine Arrow, Wang Bodang? Is he crazy? Could he be on drugs?" Du He asked curiously.

Yang Hao hurriedly said: "Master, you don't know, that boy can't see or hear women recently. If anyone mentions the word woman in his ears, he will beat them. That's all. But today

He suddenly shouted that he wanted to drink... Didn't you ask him to stop drinking before? He could only drink a little every day. He was fine before, but today he went crazy and clamored to beat someone."

"drink wine……"

Du He suddenly caught a glimpse of the bottle of 60-proof vodka in the corner.

He turned around, picked up the vodka, and said, "Let's go, doesn't he want to drink? I will let him drink as much as he wants."

After saying that, Du He took Yang Hao and headed to the front yard.

His purpose was to let Xu Zhengdao stay and train a group of sharp archers for the furniture factory and Venom Fang. Who knew that this guy drank all day long for a living and was full of alcohol, so it was impossible for him to do anything serious.

Before he even entered the courtyard, Du He heard Xu Zhengdao's curses.

"Du He, this bastard, madman, I am the White Arrow, and my master is Wang Bodang. I only love two things in my life, good wine and beautiful women. Now it's better, there is only one thing left, but he won't let me

It’s really unreasonable to drink to your heart’s content!”

"Go and call Du He, I want to challenge him to a duel!"

"That madman, bastard!"

"I'll blow his balls off..."

In his tone, Xu Zhengdao hated Du He very much.

Before he finished speaking, Du He stepped in.

Xu Zhengdao looked embarrassed.

He hurriedly turned around and asked the people around him: "Just now, who of you is scolding Du He, get out of here. Du He is my brother, who dares to scold him?"

The performance was pretty much the same, but a little too hard.

Then, Xu Zhengdao saw what Du He was carrying in his right hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

As a person who is addicted to alcohol, Du He didn't need to tell him, he already guessed that this was wine, good wine, good wine.

The best wine, like the best beauty, was irresistible to Xu Zhengdao.

His eyes suddenly widened, he rushed to Du He and asked, "What is this? Wine, right?"

Du He nodded: "Good wine."

Xu Zhengdao laughed and said: "Quickly, open it quickly and give me some."

Du He smiled and asked, "Just now, what did you say to me before I came in?"

Xu Zhengdao was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "I said you are my eldest brother, no, you are my uncle, uncle, please give me a few bites, uncle, I beg you."



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