Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

Uncle already knew that the young Chinese in front of him was a big consortium, and of course he was a little puzzled, but in short, he was a Chinese nobleman and there was no problem.

Such a high-end shooting club must have high-end banknotes to support it.

Cooper, who had been waiting for Huang Xuan to make a request, immediately said, "Of course, I'll introduce you right now."

Huang Xuan shrugged and followed him forward.

Miller is also holding an m1911, frowning, and his bald head, which is not very round, looks like the much-touched white marble pillars in the Summer Palace.

Cooper called him from a distance: "Miller, let me introduce you to some friends."

Miller fired the last two bullets before turning his head. Huang Xuan took a closer look, and found that this Yankee also had a muscular appearance. If he used Chinese language to describe it, his face would be full of flesh.

The fleshy face was a bit ferocious, but compared to Dian Wei, it was nothing compared to Dian Wei. When Miller saw Dian Wei, his first reaction was to pull a gun from his trouser leg.

This action is common for Dian Wei on the training ground. He only took a step forward, separated Miller's claws with his left hand, and grabbed his right shoulder with his right hand.

Cooper exclaimed, Dian Wei had freed his left hand, lifted Miller upside down, then swung up twice, and shook up all the bits and pieces including the gun he was about to take out just now. on the ground.

Only then did Huang Xuan have time to shout "Dian Wei!"

Dian Wei chuckled and threw Miller out.

I'm afraid he became addicted to throwing people in the past two days.

Cooper looked at Huang Xuan with lingering fear, and said loudly to Miller, "Idiot, what are you doing with the money?"

"Just playing tricks." Although Miller was dissatisfied. Seeing Dian Wei's appearance, I feel timid

"I said a long time ago, put away those damn little tricks of yours." Cooper said so, and wanted to apologize to Huang Xuan.

Huang Xuan spread his hands, saying that it doesn't matter. Dian Wei lowered his head and looked at Miller, and laughed again, revealing two super canine teeth.

Zhu Xiankui and Meriweather looked familiar, but in fact, violent-looking people are easy to get sympathy when they commit violence, as if they should be like this.

Ning Ao urged: "Don't waste time."

Huang Xuan let out an angry breath, and said in pretty standard English: "Mr. Miller, I want to learn how to fire a revolver with you." He said. Worried that he couldn't explain clearly, he said, "It's like a cowboy in the west."

Miller stopped rubbing his neck at this time, and laughed loudly, panting: "Another Chinese kid who was deceived by western movies."

"Mr. Miller." Huang Xuan was a little annoyed by his smile, and gave Dian Wei a wink. Then he said seriously: "You may not know who I am, but I don't want to know who you are at all. Simply put, if you can let me draw a gun and shoot within 0.4 seconds in three days, I will give you 4 yuan, 4 yuan Only $50. $100,000 for 5 days, teach me this rapid fire method..."

Huang Xuan spread his hands. no more. Dian Wei took a step forward.

Definitely oppressive.

Huang Xuan's words were not polite at all. But Miller was convinced under the pressure, and Merleyweather smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Huang Xuan..."

"That's the beginning." Huang Xuan said and took it out of his pocket. Take out the modified m1911 directly,

Cooper could tell at a glance that he was holding a modified gun. Remembering that he said "China bans guns" a minute ago, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"To 0.8 seconds." Miller's bald head was shiny, and he glanced at Cooper. Seeing that he did not refute Huang Xuan's words, he knew that the other party was probably a very powerful Chinese. Miller is a realistic person, and he didn't resist fiercely, but thought seriously: "If you use a revolver, it is very difficult to increase the speed by 0.4 seconds. This result can already be used in the Western-style shooting competition." , although it will definitely not get the ranking."

When he said this, he still wanted Huang Xuan to dispel his thoughts. Everyone wants $100, but if a master shooter can be trained in 3 days, he can earn this $1 million anytime, anywhere. He didn't really want to know what Huang Xuan's unfinished words meant.

Cooper also persuaded: "Mr. Huang, if you want to learn fast guns, you can hire a good coach with 1 million US dollars. In fact, laying a good foundation is very important for you to improve your performance. As long as you Just a little longer."

Huang Xuan wrinkled his nose. Ning Ao helped him lay the foundations, and the sensitivity of his fingers improved very quickly due to the training method. In addition, his ability to control the fineness of energy did not need to be done step by step. In fact, there are few words of step-by-step training in the traveler training method. It is only because of the scarcity of resources that authority control is made, which is a last resort.

"Or you can contact a good coach now." Huang Xuan snorted, and said, "Mr. Miller." He made a gesture of invitation.

Cooper was still waiting to persuade, but Huang Xuan suddenly opened the safety of the m1911 in his hand, and shot three times directly at the ground. Cooper was worried that the ricochet would knock off a few pieces of his flesh, so he was too scared to move.

"Maybe you can ask someone about me." Huang Xuan smiled and said, "You should believe in my talent, and then teach me this shooting method within three days, and then you can open your shooting here There are still many people coming to the club, understand?

Huang Xuan wasn't boasting, the Huang family had a lot of local resources, and it was only a matter of minutes to crowd out a shooting club or support a club.

"Okay, Miller, do your job well." Cooper stopped staying by Huang Xuan's side, turned around and left, muttering, "What a lunatic."

Huang Xuan smiled at the frightened Meriweather, and said, "John, I'm sorry, I'm short on time."

"I understand." Meriweather was even more surprised when he saw Huang Xuan take out a revolver from his arms, turned around and pulled Zhu Xiankui and said, "Mr. Zhu, let's not disturb Mr. Huang's training. There are long guns over there, you can try."

"Alright." Zhu Xiankui took a look at Huang Xuan, and ran away cautiously. He had seen Huang Xuan go crazy. But he didn't expect that he had a gun in his hand, and more than one.

Naturally, Miller would not ask Huang Xuan where he got the pistol. He shook his head and focused on saying, "Did Mr. Huang shoot a lot before? Try shooting a 10-meter target first?"

Huang Xuan picked up the m1911 without saying a word, checked the loading of the ammunition pretendingly, and said, "Okay."

The shooting range looks a bit shabby, but the facilities inside are still very advanced. Miller adjusted it twice on the LCD screen in front of the stage. The 25-meter target slowly moved to the 10-meter position. .

Huang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not use the help of the base. He stood with his feet figure-splayed, chose a comfortable posture, and followed the method learned on the energy screen. Holding the handle of the gun in the left hand, holding the gun in the right. Relying on my own feeling, I took a little aim and shot.

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At a glance, Miller knew that Huang Xuan had not dealt with him professionally. The bald head shook and reflected light everywhere.

After only firing 10 bullets, Huang Xuan wisely stopped. Miller knew without looking that his gun was modified. With a wry smile, he said, "Mr. Huang, no matter what. Accurate shooting is still the basis of rapid shooting, and at your current level, it is very difficult to improve within 3."

"You just need to teach it well." Huang Xuan's tone was not polite at all.

Miller even smiled wryly. He didn't know what kind of bad luck he had recently. He even encountered such an unreasonable master in China, even more trouble than the guys in Las Vegas. He said helplessly: "Then let's start from the shooting position."

Huang Xuan didn't speak, and asked Ning Ao in a dark voice: "Should I study in the training base, wouldn't it be faster to use the stimulator?"

"You can't bear my training method yet." Ning Ao said simply.

"Then I can let him demonstrate his shooting method, and then we can go back to training."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. I can use the energy correction method to help your body memory right here."

Huang Xuan said in disbelief, "Don't you need to go to the base?"

"I'm already a level 22 training base. Except for using the stimulator by leapfrogging, how can there be any problems at the side of ..." Ning Ao said, "Let Dianwei also participate in the training."

"Understood." Huang Xuan turned his head slightly away, turned around and said, "Dian Wei, you also participate in training."

"I practiced in the police force." Dian Wei didn't like to learn Kung Fu from his defeated opponents.

"Come here." Huang Xuan stared, and Dian Wei obediently came over. What he admired most was Huang Xuan's one against a thousand in Chang'an, and he only thought that he had no opponent now.

If Huang Xuan knew that he was judged as Dugu Qiubai, he wondered if he would vomit blood and die.

No matter how many people he was teaching, Miller lazily picked up the pistol, posed in a standard posture, and said, "Mr. Huang, please note that precision shooting requires good control of your muscle groups, moderate strength, and a little tension is fine." .”

His English was not very standard. Huang Xuan sounded a little tired, but he finally got into a good pose.

In fact, it is difficult to adjust it well. Ning Ao keeps giving him corrections, and it is easy to adjust.

"For an ordinary 10-meter target, if the impact points are scattered within 10 meters, you are qualified." Shrugging, he said, "If you can do it, then we can talk about rapid fire." "

"Why a 10-meter target?"

"Because the shooting distance of a revolver is rarely more than 10 meters, Sisai also started at a distance of 6 meters." Miller touched his bald head while turning and said: "When you can shoot a three-point shot I don't have anything until I'm within 10cm, I need to get a whiskey, this damn place."

Huang Xuan ignored his complaints, but tried to move his fingers, and then gently pulled the trigger.

During the past period of time, the training at the base ensured Huang Xuan's basic athleticism. He easily shot 7 bullets into the target, which is the loading capacity of an unmodified m1911.

Miller hadn't stepped out of the shooting range at this time, thinking to himself: Damn the son of the family, I hope he has a bullet that can fall on the target.

"Mr. Miller." Just as Miller issued the "curse", Huang Xuan shouted: "I think I have achieved my goal, let's start the next step."

"Oh, concentrate, that's impossible." Miller shook his hands back and said, "Mr. Huang, please train hard. If you can't complete the target, there will be no rapid fire."

"Isn't the point of impact within 6 centimeters considered up to the standard?" Huang Xuan knocked on the wooden table with the handle of his pistol and shouted loudly. .