Happy Little Mayor

Chapter 57: 57. Rabbit hunting on the ranch

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Coincidentally, Charlie drove away the off-road vehicle in the morning, so Wang Bo still had to ride the motorcycle.

The rotten motorcycle roared all the way and quickly arrived at the interface between the small town highway and the territory. With the roadbed laid, it was now much easier to walk from the town to the small town. At least the motorcycle could fly on it without bumps.

In addition, on both sides of the road, construction teams are busy, and some houses are beginning to be built, so that the grassland is no longer desolate.

Lao Wang went over to take a look. The Roger Company's house building model is worth promoting. Their houses are just like building blocks. The most important thing is to lay the foundation. After laying the foundation, just put them together according to the design drawing.

However, the foundation of the place he chose has already been reinforced by the core of the homestead. There is no need to lay an additional foundation. He only needs to remove the weeds, repair them and level them, and then lay a waterproof layer and wooden boards on top.

After he watched for a while, the cowboy impatiently called again, and Lao Wang had no choice but to get on his motorcycle and pick him up.

Standing on the roadside, the cowboy looked dejected. When he saw Lao Wang, he hurriedly said: "Go back and catch up on some sleep. Damn it, the bed in the hotel is either too soft or too hard. It's not as comfortable as sleeping in the castle."

That is, the castle has the heart of the castle. Old Wang cursed, then showed a strange smile on his face and asked: "Is the matter done?"

The cowboy snorted and said proudly: "Of course..."

"I have Julia's Twitter and A, and I know where she has been these two days." Wang Bo said in advance.

The cowboy's expression quickly turned from triumphant to confused.

Lao Wang patted his shoulder comfortingly and said: "It's okay, Bowen. I've also done this before, wandering around outside for two days and then claiming that I've fallen in love with a beautiful girl. Who didn't pretend to be competitive when they were young? Hahahaha! "

The cowboy was frustrated and got on the motorcycle dejectedly. As a result, Lao Wang did not drive back to the castle, but drove to the ranch.

Seeing this, the cowboy was desperate and said feebly: "If you want me to work, can you let me go back and take a nap first to regain my strength?"

Lao Wang said: "I'm not asking you to work. I want to practice shooting. You can practice shooting with me."

He paid attention to the pasture in the past two days and found that some animals such as rats, rabbits, and pheasants may have been attracted by the heart of the pasture. They also came here.

Wang Bo didn't care about them eating some pasture and receiving some territorial energy, but the presence of these wild animals could easily scare calves and lambs, and they had to be driven away.

It just so happened that he could also use it to practice shooting. He had not used the pistol yet.

When Bowen found out, he shook his head and said, "Then you might as well train a strong man."

"The strong man is still young and cannot catch up with rabbits and mice."

After entering the ranch, the motorcycle was speeding on the rugged grass. There were suddenly more rabbits and rats among them. The cowboy was shocked when he saw it: "Snow, so many rabbits and prairie rats?"

After stopping the motorcycle, Wang Bo took out his pistol and turned on the safety. He asked the cowboy: "Have you ever used this gun?"

The cowboy glanced at it and said lazily: "Glock, a gun only used by girls..."

Lao Wang pointed the gun at him, and he was so frightened that he peed and shouted: "Fake, Fake, Fake! Put down the gun, and don't point the damn gun at anyone at any time!"

"I haven't turned on the safety yet, and I haven't inserted the magazine yet." Lao Wang showed him the dark magazine, and then asked suspiciously, "Can you do it?"

The cowboy snorted, reached out to grab the pistol, inserted the magazine, opened the safety, and loaded the bullet. He glanced around, raised his arm, and there was a gunshot!

This was Wang Bo's first time hearing gunfire in real life. It was crisp and loud, and it made people's blood boil.

After the gunshot, a plump gray-yellow hare fell in the grass.

Wang Bo ran over and picked it up. He saw that the rabbit had been shot in the head. The whole head was shattered, but there was no scar on the body.

"F*ck!" Lao Wang couldn't help but cursed, "You're a sharpshooter on horseback!"

The cowboy felt proud again: "Of course, I started handling guns when I was eight years old. Do you know the Phoenix Desert Pistol Rapid Fire Competition? I won the championship!"

"Isn't it a blind cat meeting a dead mouse?" Lao Wang hit him mercilessly.

The cowboy stretched out his middle finger and shook it, and sneered: "Today I will show you how powerful the Texas cowboy is! Unfortunately, this is a damn Glock. If it is an M1911A1, then the hare here will definitely suffer; if it is an AR-15, Snow , I will definitely be able to hunt down all the wild rats in this wilderness!"

After taking two steps forward, a hare jumped up in fright. The cowboy almost didn't aim, and quickly moved his arm to pull the trigger. The hare jumped into the air, and when it landed, its head was broken!

"Fuck, he's really a sharpshooter!" Only then did Wang Bo realize that he had underestimated this guy. His personality might be a bit funny, but he was indeed a great cowboy.

Two bullets and two hares. The cowboy handed the pistol to him and said, "Come here and let Mr. Bowen teach you how to use the pistol."

When he started to teach the gun, the cowboy became serious. He said solemnly: "Brother, remember, this thing is the god of death crawling from hell. Don't use it easily! Every time before you pick up the gun, you must You have to recite one sentence: I respect life! Come on, recite it again!"

"I respect life!" Lao Wang then became serious.

"do it again."

"I respect life!"

"Haha, you are so stupid. Do you really believe what I say?" The cowboy suddenly laughed, "Snow, guns are designed to kill people. If you respect life, you become a priest. You pick up a gun and do it." Well?"

Only then did Wang Bo realize that he had been cheated on...

However, the cowboy taught him very professionally. He first explained to him the general structure and usage principles of the pistol, including the hammer, safety, latch, slide, bolt and a series of accessories.

Then, he asked Wang Bo to hold a gun for practical instruction. After Wang Bo got the gun, he held the gun with both hands and raised his arms forward like in the movie, with his right index finger relaxed and resting on the trigger.

The cowboy shook his head after seeing this: "Two serious mistakes. First, don't hold the gun with both hands. If you want to be a sharpshooter, you have to hold the gun with one hand. Come on, tell me, do you usually wipe your butt with your left hand or your right hand when you go to the toilet? "

Wang Bo said: "Right hand."

The cowboy looked at him in shock: "Snow, I always wipe my butt with paper, but you wipe it with your hands?"

"Fake, you bastard!" Lao Wang regretted not bringing the commander to the training, otherwise he would have cursed this bastard to death!

Seeing that Wang Bo was about to get angry, the cowboy quickly became serious: "OK, OK, just kidding and relax. Come on, continue with Teacher Bowen's teaching. You really made two mistakes..."