Sunday.
Falcon Shooting Club!
Wang Teng parked the supercar at the gate, threw the car keys to the doorman and asked him to park the car, while he walked into the club lobby.
Falcon Shooting Club is a premium shooting club!
It is very famous in the East China Sea, and many wealthy and famous ladies who like to play with guns use it as their first choice.
The more people play, the more attributes you will lose.
Although many people are just playing for fun and mainly focus on experiencing entertainment, there are definitely some people who have real abilities.
Wang Teng went to the front desk to go through the formalities, pay the money, and directly became a member of the club.
The staff immediately became very respectful—
Members are so arrogant!
Led by a beautiful woman wearing a black hip-hugging skirt, Wang Teng came to the shooting range. He glanced inside and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
There are many attribute bubbles floating on the ground!
One, two, three...
Wang Teng knew that his visit was not in vain, and his membership was not in vain.
The beauty in the hip-hugging skirt explained, and Wang Teng asked her to leave and started walking around.
[Gunmanship*2]
[Gunmanship*1]
[Gunmanship*1]
…
Seeing the continuous growth of spear skills, Wang Teng almost burst into laughter.
Various shooting techniques kept popping up in his mind. At the same time, his body became more and more familiar with firearms, his eyes became sharper, and his accuracy improved.
He felt that as long as he held the gun, he could easily perform some difficult skills and hit objects hundreds of meters away with ease.
This feeling is simply too good!
As his spearmanship attributes continued to improve, and seeing how enthusiastic others were playing, Wang Teng suddenly felt a little itchy.
So he ran to the staff to get a gun, found an empty position, and got addicted to it.
Wang Teng is familiar with the gun in his hand.
This is a rune gun from the [Falcon Series]. It has a rough and handsome shape and a wild beauty. Only those who love guns can appreciate that beauty.
He raised his gun and took aim.
The movements were done in one go, extremely skillful, like a veteran who had been playing with guns for several years.
Bang!
Pull the trigger.
The gun body shook. If it were an ordinary person, it might not be able to control the recoil, but Wang Teng's hands were so steady that there was no tremor at all.
Bang bang bang!
He didn't stop, and then fired several more shots, and his movements didn't seem to change during this period.
But those with sharp eyes may notice that every time he shoots, his arms and wrists are slightly adjusted, and they are not the same.
Ten rings!
Wang Teng put down his gun, feeling a little unfinished.
The difficulty level is too low and you won’t have a lot of fun playing it.
He continued to pick up attributes, occasionally taking a few shots, slightly covering up, so as not to look too different and attract attention.
…
"Good! Good marksmanship!"
Suddenly there was a loud shout from the front.
Wang Teng walked over and found a group of people gathered around to watch a middle-aged man shoot.
This man has a short cut hair, a somewhat resolute face, and a vague military temperament about him.
At this time, he was shooting at a moving target, shooting from time to time, and hitting ten rings every time.
The amateurs watching nearby couldn't help but cheer.
"Finally I met someone with good information!" Wang Teng's eyes lit up, he squeezed through the crowd, came closer, and picked up a few bubbles on the ground.
[Gunmanship*10]
[Swordsmanship*7]
[Gunmanship*13]
…
Awesome!
Wang Teng had to pick up the attributes of at least a dozen amateurs to get the attributes that this man dropped. Master!
Must be a master!
This is the difference between experts and amateurs.
Wang Teng looked at the attribute panel. The marksmanship attribute finally jumped from small to high, and the power increased greatly!
"Brother, you are such a master of marksmanship!"
After seeing the short-haired man finish shooting, someone immediately came up to chat.
"Excuse me. My marksmanship is accurate at best, but I can't be called a god!" the man with a short-cut head said modestly.
"You are not a god, so how can you be considered a god?" The people around him were a little unconvinced.
"You really don't believe it. I once saw a man with superb marksmanship. He was called a god!" The man with the short-cut hair seemed to be recalling something, with emotion on his face.
"How awesome is that?" someone asked curiously.
"Have you ever seen a gunman who knows how to turn corners?" the man with the short hair said mysteriously.
Wang Teng was attracted by their conversation. He planned to continue picking up attributes, but he couldn't help but stop now.
A gun that knows how to turn corners? !
Is it so mysterious
Do you think you're making a fantasy film
No, although it is not a fantasy film, it is a martial arts drama!
In the age of martial arts, everything is possible!
The round-haired man's rhetorical question made everyone look at each other in confusion. Among a group of amateurs, few people with great marksmanship had ever seen seriously, let alone those who were superb.
The man with the short-cut hair fell into memories, then sighed and said: "I have seen that man. He was a real marksman. His marksmanship was as good as a god. Unfortunately, he was too conceited. He fell into someone else's trick and killed him with his most proud marksmanship. His most beloved woman!!”
His words really surprised everyone. Looking at the pity on the short-haired man's face, even if they had not seen it with their own eyes, they still felt that the man was very pitiful.
"Tsk!" Wang Teng smacked his mouth, not knowing what his expression should be.
"What happened next?" The person next to him couldn't help but ask.
Others were also looking at the man with a short hair eagerly, full of curiosity, wanting to know what would happen next.
"Later, he couldn't bear the blow and suffered a mental breakdown. Now he is in the Western Suburbs Mental Hospital." The man with a round head said regretfully.
"ah!!"
Everyone really didn't expect such a result, and they sighed again!
"West Suburban Mental Hospital!"
Wang Teng muttered the name of this place in his mouth, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was up to.
…
After lunch, Wang Teng went straight to Xijiao Mental Hospital.
The place is not difficult to find. I drove to the western suburbs according to the navigation and found the destination easily.
Wang Teng stopped the car and got out.
In front of you is an old building with gray and white as the main color. The walls are mottled and surrounded by iron railings. The paint on the surface has peeled off, revealing rust. The corners are covered with weeds. It seems that no one has taken care of it for a long time.
Wang Teng was a little surprised at the dilapidation of the mental hospital and the desolation nearby.
It stands to reason that in modern society, shouldn’t mental hospitals pay more attention to the environment
Why does this place look like a haunted house in a movie
If you live in a place like this for a long time, you may get sick even if you don't have any illness!
With confusion, Wang Teng walked into the mental hospital. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that it was chilly inside.
As a warrior, his hearing is much stronger than that of ordinary people.
Standing at the door of the mental hospital, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of someone running in slippers in the empty corridor.
Ta-ta-ta...
hiss!
Wang Teng couldn't help but shiver. Dandan didn't know if coming to this mental hospital was the right decision
—Cute new dividing line—
Just now my wife asked me: What are the plans for tomorrow
I said: Huh? arrange
Then she looked at me with a dangerous look: If you don't have any arrangements, I will arrange them for you!
I:…
Then I thought if I should save the remaining chapter from today until tomorrow, but I saw the reward just now.
[Mo Xin Ai] 1100, [Snowy Paradise LW] 1000, [Book Friends 20180828225723038] 100
So if I don’t post it, I might not even be able to wait until tomorrow~(^)
So now I don’t dare to ask for anything. Let’s spend tomorrow peacefully and talk about it.
(End of chapter)