Chapter 335: Gun drawing (2)

Bo has long known that the young Chinese in front of him is a big consortium. The law of power is of course confusing him, but in short, it is no problem to be a Chinese noble.
Such a high-end shooting club must have high-end banknotes to support it.
Cooper, who had been waiting for Huang Xuan's request, immediately said: "Of course, I will introduce it to you."
Huang Xuan shrugged and followed him forward.
Miller is also holding a M1911, frowning and screaming, the light head that is not very rounded is the white marble pillars that are touched in the Summer Palace.
Cooper called him from afar: "Miller, let me introduce some friends to you."
Miller shot the last two bullets before turning his head. Huang Xuan looked closely, this Yankee is also a muscular look, if you use Chinese language to describe, it is full of face.
Heng Rou's face was a little grim, but compared to Dian Wei, there were some little witches and big witches. When Miller saw Dian Wei, his first reaction was to draw a gun from his trouser legs.
This action code Wei is common in the training field, only one step forward, left hand separated Miller's claws, the right hand pinched his right shoulder.
Cooper exclaimed, Dian Wei had freed his left hand, lifted Miller upside down, and then flicked it up twice, flicking it up twice, including the gun that he just wanted to take out On the ground.
Huang Xuan only had time to shout "Dian Wei!"
Dian Wei smiled and threw Miller out.
I'm afraid he was addicted to throwing people in these two days.
Cooper looked at Huang Xuan with fear, and said loudly to Miller: "Idiot, what are you doing with the money?"
"Just a little trick." Miller was dissatisfied. When I looked at Dian Wei, my heart was timid.
"I said long ago, put away your tricks," Cooper said, and apologized to Huang Xuan.
Huang Xuan spread his hands, saying that it does not matter. Dian Wei looked at Miller with his head down, and he laughed again, revealing two super tiger teeth.
Zhu Xiankui and Miley Weatherer have a strange appearance. In fact, people who are violent in appearance are still easy to get sympathy when they are violent, as if they should be like this.
Ning Ao urged: "Don't waste time."
Huang Xuan exhaled angrily and said in quite standard English: "Mr. Miller, I want to learn from you how to shoot a revolver quickly." He said. Worried about his unclear expression, he said: "It's like a western cowboy."
Miller didn't rub his neck at this time, he laughed and gasped: "It's another Chinese kid blinded by westerns."
"Mr. Miller." Huang Xuan was uncomfortable with his smile, and gave Dian Wei a wink. Then seriously said: "You may not know who I am, but I don't want to know who you are at all. Simply say, if you can let me shoot in 0.4 seconds in three days, I will give Yuan, 4 It ’s only US $ 50. It ’s only US $ 100,000 in 5 days. If you teach me this fast-fire method ... "
Huang Xuan spread his hands. No more. Dian Wei took a step forward.
Absolutely heavy oppression.
Huang Xuan's words are not polite at all. But Miller was convinced by the pressure, and Miley Wither smiled a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Huang Xuan ..."
"Let's get started." Huang Xuan said, pulling from the waist. Take out the modified M1911 directly,
Cooper saw at a glance that he was using a modified gun, remembering that he said "China bans guns" a minute ago, and could not help turning his eyelids.
"To 0.8 seconds." Miller's bald head gleamed, glanced at Cooper, and seeing that he did not refute Huang Xuan's words, knowing that the other party was really a very capable Chinese. Miller is a real person who did not resist fiercely, but thought very 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 certainly not ranked. "
He said that he still wanted Huang Xuan to dispel the idea. Everyone wants 100 dollars, but if he can train a master in 3 days, he can earn 1 million dollars anytime, anywhere. He didn't really want to know what Huang Xuan didn't say.
Cooper also persuaded: "Mr. Huang, if you want to learn fast guns, a million dollars can get a good coach. In fact, laying a good foundation is very important for you to improve your performance. It will be a little longer. "
Huang Xuan wrinkled his nose and helped Ning Ao with his basic tasks. The sensitivity of his own fingers improved rapidly due to the training method. In addition, the improvement of the ability to control energy fineness did not require step by step. In fact, there are few step-by-step statements in the traveler training method. It is only a last resort that the authority control is made because of the scarcity of resources.
"Or you can contact a good coach now." Huang Xuan snorted and said: "Mr. Miller." He made a gesture of please.
Cooper is still to persuade, Huang Xuan suddenly opened the M1911 insurance on his hand, directly facing the ground is three shots. Cooper was worried that the bullet would knock off some of his own flesh, and he wouldn't dare to move in shock.
"Maybe you can ask people about me." Huang Xuan smiled and said: "You should believe in my talents, and then teach me this shooting method within three days, then you can open your shooting here in a fair and just manner There are many people coming to the club, you see?
Huang Xuan is not boastful. Huang's local resources are still very rich. To exclude a shooting club or support a club is only a matter of minutes.
"Okay, Miller, do your thing well." Cooper said, not staying beside Huang Xuan. He turned and walked away, grinning in his mouth: "It's crazy."
Huang Xuan smiled at some scared Miley Weatherer and said, "John, I'm sorry, my time is very tight."
"I understand." Miley Weatherer was even more surprised to see Huang Xuan pull out a revolver from his arms. He turned and pulled Zhu Xiankui: "Mr. Zhu, let's not disturb Mr. Huang's training. There is a spear over there. Try it. "
"Alright." Zhu Xiankui glanced at Huang Xuan and ran away carefully. He had seen Huang Xuanfa. He did not expect that he had a gun in his hand, and there was more than one.
Miller would naturally not ask Huang Xuan where the pistol came from, shook his head, and concentrated his attention: "Mr. Huang often shoots with him before? Shoot a 10-meter target first?"
Huang Xuan picked up the M1911 silently, and pretended to check the reload, saying: "Okay."
The shooting range looks a bit shabby, but the facilities inside are still very advanced, and Miller debugged 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 on his feet, chose a comfortable posture, and then followed the method learned on the energy screen. Hold the gun handle in your left hand and the gun in your right hand. Relying on his own feeling, he took a little aim and shot.
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At a glance, Miller knew that Huang Xuan had not gone through a professional encounter. Shaving the head is reflective everywhere.
Only 10 bullets were fired, and Huang Xuan stopped wisely. Miller knew that his gun had been changed without looking at it. He smiled bitterly: "Mr. Huang, anyway. Accurate shooting is still the basis of rapid shooting, and you are at this level, it is very difficult to improve within 3."
"You only need to teach it well." Huang Xuandi's tone was not polite at all.
Miller even smiled bitterly, and did not know what bad luck he had recently. He even encountered such an unreasonable master in China, which was even more trouble than the guys in Las Vegas. He said helplessly: "So let's start with the shooting position."
Huang Xuan did not speak and asked Ning Ao with a dark voice: "Should I learn in the training base, is it faster to use the stimulator?"
"You can't bear the way we train now." Ning Ao simply said.
"Then I can let him perform his shooting method, and then we go back to training."
"No need to bother. I can use energy correction to help your body's memory right here."
Huang Xuan did not believe in authenticity: "No need to go to the base?"
"I'm already a level 22 training base. In addition to using the stimulator at the leap level, how could there be a problem on the side." Ning Ao said, "Let Dian Wei also participate in the training."
"Got it." Huang Xuan turned his head slightly past and turned back, said: "Dian Wei, you also participate in training."
"I've practiced in the police team." Dian Wei didn't like to learn kung fu there.
"Come here." Huang Xuan glared, and Dian Wei came obediently. What he admired most was Huang Xuan ’s rivalry of one thousand in Chang’an. He only thought he had no opponents now.
If Huang Xuan knew that he was judged to be alone, seeking success, he wondered whether he would vomit blood and die.
Miller did n’t teach a few people anymore. He picked up the pistol lazily and put on a standard posture: "Mr. Huang, please note that precision shooting requires good control of your muscle groups, moderate strength, and a little tension. . "
His English is not very standard, Huang Xuan is a little tired, but he finally put his posture well.
In fact, it is difficult to set up badly. Ning Ao keeps giving him corrections, which can be adjusted easily.
"Ordinary 10-meter target, if the impact point is scattered within 10 meters, you are qualified. Shrug and say:" If you can do it, we can talk about rapid fire. "
"Why is the 10-meter target?"
"Because the shooting distance of the revolver rarely exceeds 10 meters ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Sisai also started at a distance of 6 meters." Miller said as he touched his bald head while turning around: " Before you can put the bounce point three steps within 10 centimeters, I have nothing, I need to go for a whiskey, this place. "
Huang Xuan ignored his complaint, but tried to move his finger, and pulled the trigger gently.
In the past period of time, the training of the base has guaranteed Huang Xuan's basic athletic quality. He easily fired 7 bullets into the target, which is the amount of loaded M1911 without modification.
Miller hadn't walked out of the shooting range at this time, whispering in his heart: the family member, hoping he would have a bullet to fall on the target.
"Mr. Miller." Just when Miller issued a "curse", Huang Xuan shouted: "I think I have achieved my goal. Let's start the next step."
"Oh, concentrate on it, that's impossible." Miller shook his hand backwards and said, "Mr. Huang, please train well. If you can't achieve your goal, fast shooting will be impossible."
"Isn't the hitting point within 6 centimeters reaching the standard?" Huang Xuan shouted loudly as he hit the wooden table with the pistol handle.