Sure enough, after Ye Qingcheng finished speaking, Zhang Yunlong looked at me and said: Brother Zhang Cheng, since they all know how to play with guns, how about all of us men playing with guns?

I waved my hand and said: I don’t know how to play with guns. This is the first time I have come to such a live-fire club?

Zhang Yunlong smiled and said: What's wrong with Brother Zhang Cheng? Don't dare?

Zhang Yunlong's words were obviously challenging me!

He said so many things, I'm afraid that this is the most important thing. He challenged me, and then used his marksmanship to torture me hard, making me embarrassed in front of Zhao Qin. Then the people who came with him spoke a few words of stimulation and humiliation, which made me lose face.

It sounds like a very pediatric thing.

However, this is indeed the best way to hit your opponent!

Since Zhang Yunlong has challenged me, if I don’t respond, wouldn’t it mean I’m too scared? So, I smiled and said: OK, let’s have fun. It’s the first time I saw so many guns, I’m very excited!

Maybe he was acting too rustic, so this sentence made Zhang Yunlong and the others burst into laughter. One of the women looked at me and said that he would not bring the gun back then. The gun was full of live ammunition, and if it was reversed, he would jump to himself. That would probably be the most glorious way to die.

This woman's words made a group of people laugh again.

I smiled in my heart, thinking that I was a group of arrogant second-generation ancestors. When facing such second-generation ancestors, they had to slapped their faces so that they would know not to underestimate anyone. I remember that my father used to say something to me, that is, don’t underestimate anyone, no matter what the person is, don’t underestimate him. In this three-year Hedong and three-year Hexi society, no one can guarantee what he will have in the future. Maybe a beggar on the roadside will have a day when he has a fortune.

After Zhao Qin heard that I wanted to compete with Zhang Yunlong and the others, he felt a little worried in his eyes.

I gave her a look of peace of mind, and then I walked forward and went to the shooting position together. Including me, there were four men. We chose to use the Type 64 pistol shooting competition, which was twenty-five meters away from the target and five bullets, with a total of fifty rings.

After getting ready, Zhang Yunlong started first.

Looking at his pistol shaking, I knew that what Zhao Qin said was good at all. He was very professional. No, he should be a professional!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The time for no bullets is very short!

Zhang Yunlong shot quickly, and the bullets in the pistol were fired out, and then the staff reported the target: Fifty rings!

After knowing that he had scored a full score of 50 rings, Zhang Yunlong showed a smug look on his face. The few people standing next to him also praised him, saying that Mr. Zhang was indeed powerful and deserved to be the shooting champion in the army.

Next, it was the other two men's turn.

The other two men should also come to the shooting club to shoot frequently, but from the posture of holding the gun, I can see that they are not as good as Zhang Yunlong.

When holding a gun, their spirits were completely different.

Sure enough, both of them were amateurs, and naturally they were not as good as Zhang Yunlong. One of them played forty-three rings and the other played forty-five rings.

After they finished fighting, Zhang Yunlong looked at me and said with a smile: Brother Zhang Cheng, it’s your place!

Looking at me, Zhang Yunlong was full of mockery, and the other young men and women looked at me with a look of slap. They were not stupid. They knew that this time, Zhang Yunlong was specifically targeting me. Who asked me to steal the woman Zhang Yunlong liked? He was not good at showing it on his appearance, so he could only suppress me in this way!

Under their gaze, I took the pistol up.

Yi Guan and I have trained guns for so long. To be honest, I can't remember how many live ammunitions were shot. In short, just like Yi Guan said, no matter how talented the sharpshooter is, he has to rely on bullets to feed them. When I was in Kunnan, every time I went to the field for training, Yi Guan prepared a large amount of bullets for me, and it was not finished when my hands were sore and I couldn't beat them.

I haven't touched the gun for a long time, but now when I touch it, I actually feel a kind feeling.

After taking a deep breath, I slowly raised my hand.

Click!

The pistol didn't sound, and I was stunned. At this time, a group of people laughed and said: You have to open the insurance!

"Brother Zhang Cheng, have you really played with a gun?"

"You have never played before, you have to be careful. The gun has a strong recoil. Don't let your hand be dislocated!"

Listening to their ridicule, I turned on the insurance and started pulling the trigger.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Five bullets came out one after another when I pulled the trigger.

Next, the staff began to report the target, and my shooting score was: Fifty Rings!

When the staff reported the target and reported my shooting results, everyone was shocked. Zhang Yunlong's eyes suddenly became solemn. The young men and women who were just laughing at me for not being able to play with guns closed their mouths. They probably never expected that a person who could not play with guns could actually score fifty rings. Zhao Qin looked at me with a little radiant look. As for Ye Qingcheng, his eyes narrowed at me.

Especially Zhang Yunlong, he is not stupid. If a person who can't play with guns, no matter how lucky he is, it is impossible for all five bullets to hit ten rings. If it is just one bullet, there is still a saying that there is a bad luck, but it is unlikely that five bullets will lose their luck in succession.

Zhang Yunlong walked up to me and said with a smile: It seems that Brother Zhang Cheng was too modest just now. Fifty Rings, good grades!

I smiled and said: Brother Zhang is also fifty rings?

Ye Qingcheng was shooting while the iron was hot, looking at Zhang Yunlong and me with interest, and said: Since that's the case, the two sharpshooters are competing to see who is the real sharpshooter?

Zhang Yunlong looked at me and raised his eyebrows, saying: Do you want to continue to discuss?

I nodded and said: OK, then it's time to compare!

Zhang Yunlong nodded and said: OK, let’s take a look at it again, but Brother Zhang Cheng is so powerful, how about we playing a little exciting thing?

I nodded and said: What kind of stimulation method?

Zhang Yunlong smiled and said: If we can't tell the winner according to the normal shooting ratio, we might as well compare the weight of the burden? We just hung two bricks at the muzzle and then started shooting. What?

When everyone around him took a breath of cold air when they heard Zhang Yunlong's words.
Chapter completed!