Chapter 621 Bring Abi to practice guns and self-healing medical kit
The sun rarely came out today. Walking in the garden of the castle, Abigail was in a very good mood. William was chatting about banquets, antiques and other work matters.
But while walking, when he saw a seventy-eight-meter-long building in the distance, Abi immediately hugged William's arm and said, "My dear, the stable is the busiest time now. Can we wait for a while?"
Go again?”
Feeling the soft feeling on his arms, William stopped, looked at Abigail who had an incomprehensible expression, and said knowingly, "No problem, let's go back and do what we love to do."
"Hate, that's not what I'm talking about." Pointing to the shooting range in the distance, he shook William's arm and said with a sweet smile, "You promised me to practice shooting with me before."
Dizzy, William, who had misunderstood, looked at the shooting range in the distance unhappily, and was helpless by Abi, who was rarely able to act coquettishly. He said depressedly, "I didn't expect your hobbies to be so different."
Thinking that Abi doesn’t seem to have any particular hobbies except antiques and shopping,
After thinking about it, practicing marksmanship would not do any harm to himself and Abi, so he pulled her with an expectant look on her face and walked to the shooting range. As she walked, she reminded her, "You must obey my orders when you enter the shooting range. Otherwise, I will
I promise not to let you touch any weapons."
"Okay, okay, okay, you have the final say." Weapons are dangerous. As an American, Abi certainly knows that. If she had been attracted by William's handsome appearance when wearing weapons in the weapons secret room of the London manor, she would
I'm not interested in guns either.
After pressing the password and scanning the retina, the door of the shooting range opened automatically, taking the excited Abi straight to the underground weapons depot.
As soon as he walked into the weapons warehouse, William knew that this place had been renovated by Sunday. Before, it was only thirty or forty square meters. Now he glanced around and visually estimated that it was at least 150 square meters.
And when I saw the electronic password input device on one wall, I didn't need to introduce it on Sunday to know that this was only the underground floor, and there must be one or more floors below.
But now that Abigail is here, William doesn't want to scare her, let alone reveal any secret to her.
In Abigail's dissatisfied eyes, she picked a CZ83. Unfortunately, this girl didn't appreciate it at all. She pointed at the modified M1911 and said, "NO, I don't want the little guy in your hand, I want that one."
William shook his head helplessly, stepped forward and took the M1911 from the weapons rack, checked whether it was loaded, and handed it to the delighted Abi after making sure it was safe.
"This is specially modified based on the strength of my palm, arm, and wrist. Not only is it too heavy for you, but the recoil is also too great. If you can't fire a few shots, your wrist is guaranteed to be injured. And this CZ83 is probably in the entire arsenal.
What’s best for you”.
After taking the two guns, Abigail tried the weight, curled her lips and returned the M1911 to William, raised the CZ83 in her hand and said dissatisfiedly,
"But this one is not only small, but also dark and sleek. It's not as cool as the one you have."
"You should try firing a few shots first before we talk about whether it's cool or not, little girl." William rolled his eyes at Abi, "When your wrist hurts, let me see if you can still be tough?"
No matter Abi was dissatisfied, William took her hand and walked up to the ground with a box of bullets, came to the target position, loaded the bullets, stood behind Abi, and whispered some precautions.
After making sure that Abi's stance and gun-holding posture were correct, he put the earmuffs on her ears, and then William said through the earphones, "Okay, let's try firing a shot first."
As soon as I finished speaking, there was a "bang", and then I heard the electronic target announcement from the target position, "Six Rings".
"Huh?" Looking at the somewhat proud girl, William smiled and encouraged, "Very good, you can hit the target on the first shot. You are very talented in shooting."
Hearing William's praise, Abigail turned her eyes back excitedly, held the gun with both hands at the target ten meters away, and fired three shots in a row with "bang, bang, bang".
"Four rings, five rings, five rings."
Listening to the sound of the target machine, Abigail took aim carefully in displeasure. A box of fifty bullets was used up by her in less than half an hour.
Looking at the electronic numbers next to the target, the average score of five rings made William give a thumbs up. While rubbing Abi's wrist, he praised, "Although it's only a 10-meter target, not a single shot missed the target. It's really impressive. If I hit it every day,
Fifty shots, after one year, maybe you will really become a master."
"It seems that I have found a skill that I can master again." Before he could feel proud, Abi cried out in pain as William rubbed his wrist.
He glared angrily at the girl who was hiding in his arms pretending to be pitiful, "I told you to finish shooting a magazine and rest for a while, but you didn't listen. Now I know it hurts. Let's go and take you to heal."
After placing the gun on the target position, a cleaning robot would be sent to clean it on Sunday. William took Abi out of the shooting range and went to the living room of the castle. He went to the basement to get a self-healing fluid obtained from the Assassin Brotherhood.
Sitting on the sofa, William said, "Put your hand in and your injury will heal in about half an hour."
Abi obediently put her wrist into the 15 cm long and 10 cm diameter cylindrical plastic medical box produced by Sunday.
After a while, I felt that the pain in my wrist was relieved a lot, and I asked curiously, "Honey, what is this?"
"Self-healing recovery fluid can speed up recovery twenty times." After speaking, William paused and thought for a few seconds and shook his head. "It is said to be twenty times, but the real effect should be even stronger than twenty times.
Even if it is a fracture, as long as the whole body is soaked in this undiluted self-healing fluid, it will be healed in one night."
"How do you know it can be cured in one night, God?" After saying that, Abigail covered her mouth with her uninjured hand and asked with concern, "You haven't used it yourself, do you? That doesn't mean you can go out this time."
Have you been injured?"
Holding down Abi who was about to take his hand away, William said breathlessly, "Don't worry, as long as there is danger, I promise to run faster than a rabbit, and don't forget that all the coats on my body are bulletproof, how can I get hurt?
I got this thing from an organization that has existed for hundreds of years. They don’t know how many years they have been using it, so they certainly know the efficacy of the self-healing solution.”
"Humph", she stared at William dissatisfiedly for a few seconds, and then she felt relieved when she didn't find anything suspicious.
As soon as I felt relaxed, I couldn't help but think about who would give such an important thing to William, "I think this thing was not given by others, but snatched by you."
After gently twisting Abi's face, William smiled and said, "You don't care if I robbed it or someone gave it to me, as long as it's useful."
Looking at William with a relaxed look on his face, Abigail couldn't help but sigh. She knew very well that this thing must have been stolen, and looking at the medical box under her wrist, she knew that William had already planned to produce it in quantity.
With her mind already focused on William, she couldn't help but asked worriedly, "Is there really going to be no trouble?"
"Don't worry, if I dare to take it out, there will be no trouble." William muttered silently in his heart. All those who would cause trouble have gone to see Satan.