Xuela's new album did not attract too much attention from China. Only one photo attracted everyone's attention. Xu Chuan sat on a chair holding a guitar and played it. Xuela sat on the side with her chin and looked at him with a bright smile on her face.
I have definitely had a photo album, and these foreigners are also very good at forming CPs.
"Who is this woman?" Many people on China's Internet have raised this question. For many people in China, they don't pay much attention to these European and American stars. They may think they look familiar but cannot name them.
Of course, some people will give them popular science, but everyone's focus is on Xuela's eyes, "This woman has a fever."
Some people who are not interested in watching the fun directly use this photo to tag most domestic female celebrities, "You can work hard quickly, the great god will be hooked away soon."
Including but not limited to the female celebrities who have been in contact with Xu Chuan, they were all tagged by these people, which directly made this matter a hot topic.
Of course, Master Xu didn't know about these things. He was called out by Allen Wayne and attended a party at an outdoor shooting range.
Xu Chuan originally refused. First of all, California has the strictest management of guns in the United States. Rifles have various restrictions, and magazine locks are considered good. You can see many unique guns here, so it is actually quite boring to play with them. You still have to go to the red-necked state to play with guns. It is also good to go to Las Vegas closer.
Another thing, after Mr. Xu encountered two consecutive shootings in a day and killed one person, he felt a little relieved. No matter what, it was if a lunatic appeared at the shooting range, should he watch it or watch it?
However, Allen strongly invited me, and I can only say that this guy is really not afraid of death.
Moreover, Xuela seemed to be quite interested. She hadn't had a long time to rest. It was a rare day of vacation to relax. Xu Chuan couldn't, so he had to agree helplessly.
When I arrived at the place, I realized that it was a shooting range of one of Alan's friends. There were many people gathered. These people were definitely not friends of Master Alan, but also people from both generations of Zhengbing.
Not only was there a rally, but there seemed to be a speech by a former senior executive of the State Council on proposing California to relax gun control. It was obvious that this was a Republican.
"Well, my dad is so annoyed by these people, so I'll deal with it." California is the Iron State of the Democratic Party, and it is definitely the backbone of the White Left. The Republican Party is destined to be unable to make any waves.
However, this kind of proposal is similar to a composition that meets the title every year. Whether or not it is another matter. If you don’t do anything, it doesn’t seem like you have nothing to do. What’s more important is that this kind of speech is charged.
Just like this retired executive's fee is more than 200,000 US dollars this time, this is already a kind of exchange of interests that can be obtained on the table, and it is legal.
Alan's father must have owed this person a favor and is paying off his debts in this way.
"Do you know the things that happened recently?" Allen greeted Chera, and the three of them wandered around casually.
"What?"
"A few days ago, a drug lord offered a reward of 100 million US dollars on TV to save himself. At that time, SWAT had a fierce gunfight with some armed personnel, and the robbery that happened in Brentwood yesterday and the attack on Shay at night." Allen briefly told Xu Chuan about the cause of the party.
Xu Chuan thought to himself, ‘Is this a coincidence? It all has something to do with me.’
"So, this time they used these incidents as a reason to ask the state government to relax restrictions on offensive weapons." Allen raised his eyebrows and signaled his eyes as the protagonist of the rally.
He was a middle-aged black man who looked very elite, talking with a group of people who were wearing suits and were obviously not here to shoot targets.
"This matter must be supported. I feel very unfree now. Please ask him for help. Can I pay another 200,000 yuan to help me get an FFL?"
FFL (Federal Firearms License), which means the federal firearm license, is a license granted by the United States to civilians or companies to engage in arms manufacturing and trade.
Allen almost choked with saliva, "Are you planning to open a gun shop?" This guy doesn't want to do anything again.
Of course, Xu Chuan said that he definitely couldn't apply. If he wanted to do it, he could only use the identities of the American natives in the company.
"Forget it, I'm kidding." Xu Chuan patted Allen on the shoulder. The guy's expression was as if he was planning to do something big here. If he really did it, you can still know.
The passing men and women greeted three people, which was more like an outdoor party, but they could just shoot targets at the same time.
Most people came with their own weapons, and Xu Chuan had seen all kinds of strange-shaped guns that appeared under the California Gun Control Act.
The shark fins and magazine locks that restrict gun holding postures are all kinds of restricted. Anyway, it looks quite annoying. Xu Chuan would rather not play with this kind of thing than buy it.
"These things are just a joke. If bad people want to do bad things, won't they take them off? The only function of this strange law is to limit the right of self-defense of good people. They are unconstitutional." The black man made a fuss. Looking at others, thinking about the difference between Curtis around him, the same race is so big.
"This behavior in the State Council of California is completely in violation of 2A (Second Amendment)"
Xu Chuan stood aside and couldn't help but applaud him. He was right.
Xuela gently pushed him, pulled him out of the crowd, and said with a smile, "Tell me to shoot."
That's fine. Since you're here, let these people know what professional is, hum.
However, Master Xu underestimated his instinct. As a person who would react stress when hearing the sound of firecrackers, in this place where all strange gunmen were, his brain kept issuing alarms to him. This is why he doesn't like to come to ordinary shooting ranges. There are too many two knives.
Resisting the urge to press a foolish fork to the ground with a gun on his mouth, Xu Chuan helped Xuela choose a Smithwesson M&P9c, which is the compact M&P9. The 9mm caliber 10-round magazine is small and suitable for women.
But to be honest, this compact barrel is too short, so the recoil is actually even harder to control.
"Okay, try to keep the hold as high as possible." Xu Chuan taught the other party the correct posture of holding the gun step by step, and then corrected her golden fingers that beginners are used to.
"Turn forward both arms at the same time, and use force with both hands, and do not extend your arms too much." Then pull the trigger without bullets in the gun.
After she asked her to do this a few times, she felt that it was fine, so Xu Chuan handed her the magazine.
Help her wear noise-cancelling headphones and goggles, "Just press the way you just now and hit the target." She supported her back slightly with her left hand behind.
"Don't you need to aim?" Xuela asked in confusion.
"Haha, you can't just aim for a three-meter target." It's so exciting to hear it.
"Oh", then pulled the trigger.
Facts have proved that some people can still off the target even if they are three meters of targets.
Xu Chuan couldn't even understand how this woman did it. You have to know that it was a half-body target.
However, Xue La was very happy. She turned around and looked at Xu Chuan with excitement. The muzzle that had been empty and was turned directly over.
"Damn" Xu Chuan dodged to the side completely with a conditioned reflex, then reached out to grab the gun.
Chapter completed!