"This is what you said. If I cum at the bull's eye within three days, every time you cum at the bull's eye, you will kiss me!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
Zhao Bingqian looked at Jiang Fan with disdain, "Okay, as long as you cum to the bull's eye within three days, I will kiss you every time you cum! I think you have no hope!"
"Hmph, I don't believe I can't shoot the bull's eye!" Jiang Fan picked up the gun and shot at the target again. He changed six magazines in a row. Jiang Fan finally shook his head in disappointment and said, "Hey, this bullet is like his mother's eyes, and they all hit the bull's eye!"
Zhao Bingqian sneered, "How about it? You can't cum, you can cum again!" Her face showed a look of contempt, and the towering peaks were rising and falling.
Jiang Fan walked to Zhao Bingqian with a gun. Seeing Zhao Bingqian's contemptuous expression, he wanted to shoot her.
"Zhao Bingqian, how is Jiang Fan's shooting training?" Xu Weihong came over. He was very busy these days and had not seen Jiang Fan's shooting situation.
Zhao Bingqian shook her head and said, "Team Leader Xu, I can't teach him anymore. He is not a shooting material at all. You see, after practicing for seven days, he can't even hit the target! I've never met such a bad person!"
Xu Weihong smiled and said, "Xiao Zhao, you can't say that. Being a sharpshooter with Xiao Jiang's talent is no problem. The key is that he has no clue!"
Zhao Bingqian shook her head and said, "Team Leader Xu, it's not that I look down on him. He has all the dirty things in his head all day long. Even if he practices for another ten years, he won't make much progress!"
Xu Weihong looked at Jiang Fan and said, "Xiao Jiang, Xiao Zhao has looked down on you. There are three days left before the ten-day training is over. You must achieve the target score and hit the bull's eye every shot. Otherwise, how do you complete the task assigned to you by the organization?"
Jiang Fan said embarrassedly: "Old Xu, I have worked very hard. It seems that the task you assigned me cannot be completed. You should let Instructor Zhao go!"
Xu Weihong shook her head and said, "You can only complete this mission. Can anyone else do it? Let me introduce you to a sharpshooter. You can ask him for the shooting tips."
Jiang Fan said, "Old Xu, it's probably too late. I'm still three days left. Is it useful to go to the sharpshooter to learn the key points of shooting?" Can I become a sharpshooter in three days? This is impossible!
Xu Weihong patted Jiang Fan on the shoulder and said, "Although there are three days left, it is enough for talented people, do you know? There was once a sharpshooter in the world. He has never played with a gun. He has become a sharpshooter since he got the gun. Do you think it is incredible? But this is true. This person is Liu Tai, the god of guns! He is in the capital, go and ask him for advice!"
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment. Liu Tai, the god of guns, had never heard of this person's name before. He looked at Zhao Bingqian in confusion.
Zhao Bingqian understood Jiang Fan's doubts and said coldly: "The Gun God Liu Tai is a world-class sharpshooter. He is a legend. He has never practiced shooting. He has been a Gun God since the day he got the gun. He has no bullets and his hair is white! No one has surpassed it until now!"
Jiang Fan was very surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a person in this world who had become a gun god since he got a gun. How could this be possible?
"This is his address. You can go find him tonight." Xu Weihong handed Jiang Fan a note.
Jiang Fan took the note, which read: "No. 8, Nanhe Hutong, Xicheng District, Liu Tai."
"Okay, I'll try it!" Jiang Fan nodded. He wanted to meet this legendary figure very much and wanted to know how he became the Gun God.
The night in the capital is very lively, but Nanhu in Xicheng District is very quiet. Jiang Fan was holding a note and asked where No. 8 was located, because it was all old houses and there was no obvious house number.
An old man told the specific location of Nanhu Tong No. 8. Jiang Fan found Nanhu Hutong No. 8. This was an old house with an old wooden door. The wooden door was very dilapidated and the door was covered with a faint sound. The old man's cough came from inside.
Jiang Fan slapped the wooden door and shouted: "Is this Liu Tai's family?"
The door opened, and a head was stretched out from inside. It was an old man with gray hair. He looked at Jiang Fan and said, "Do you have something to do with Liu Tai?"
"Are you Liu Tai?" Jiang Fan said.
The old man nodded and said, "Yes, I probably don't know you, what's the matter with me?"
"It was Xu Weihong who asked me to come to find you." Jiang Fan said.
"Oh, it was introduced by Lao Xu. Please come in and speak!" The old man opened the door and let Jiang Fan enter the house. The room was very big, with an old-fashioned Eight Immortals table and an old-fashioned backrest chair.
The old man pointed to the chair with his backrest and said, "Young man, please sit down!"
Jiang Fan sat on the backrest chair. He looked at Liu Tai carefully. The old man was not tall and his eyes were bright. There was a shallow scar on his face, and two deep decrees were like two earthworms, lying on both sides of his mouth.
The old man coughed, "What's the matter with me?"
Jiang Fan immediately found that the old man had black disease qi in the lungshu point. This is the reason for his cough. The black disease qi in the lungshu point cannot be dispelled by drugs, so his cough cannot be cured.
"Xu Weihong asked me to find you to learn the key points of shooting!" Jiang Fan said.
The old man smiled, "It's been a long time since no one has come to learn the key points of shooting from me. Young man, how long have you been practicing shooting?"
"I have only been practicing shooting for seven days, and my grades are very poor, and I basically off-target, so I'm asking you for advice." Jiang Fan said.
The old man nodded and said, "Young man, do you know why the shooting was off the target?"
"I didn't aim at the bull's eye and shot it in a crooked way!" Jiang Fan said.
"You are wrong! Young man, the reason for shooting at the bull's eye is not aiming, it is because you don't understand the gun!" the old man said seriously.
Jiang Fan was immediately stunned and asked in confusion: "I don't understand the gun? Are you referring to the structure of the gun?"
The old man shook his head and said, "It's not the structure of the gun, it's the soul of the gun! Every gun has a soul of the gun. As long as you understand the soul of the gun, you can shoot with your eyes closed and you can hit the bull's eye!"
Jiang Fan said in surprise: "Gun Soul? What Gun Soul!" Jiang Fan didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all.
"The soul of a gun is the soul of a gun. Everything in the world has its soul, and a gun is no exception. As long as you sense the soul of a gun, you can shoot whatever you want!" said the old man.
Jiang Fan immediately realized that the gun also had a soul. "How do you sense the gun soul?" Jiang Fan asked.
"First of all, you must calm down and feel the gun with your heart. If your heart calms down, you will feel the existence of the gun soul. When you feel the existence of the gun soul, you can communicate with it. As long as the gun soul is willing to be dominated by you, you can easily hit the target even if you close your eyes in the future! You can even let the bullet change its trajectory at will and shoot in a corner!" The old man smiled.
Jiang Fan stood up excitedly, "Thank you so much, I finally know the key to shooting now! Your cough has been over ten years, right?"