"Yes, I'm an old problem. I've been coughing for fifteen years!" the old man said helplessly.
"You taught me the key to shooting, I'll help you cure your cough!" Jiang Fan immediately asked the old man to sit down, stretched out his palm, and pulled out the black disease in his lungs. After a moment, the old man's disease in his lungs and throat acupoint was sick.
Completely removed.
"Old Liu, your cough has been cured and you will not cough again in the future!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
"Oh, I feel that my chest is not so stuffy and I don't cough anymore! It's so amazing!" the old man said excitedly.
On the ninth morning, Jiang Fan arrived at the shooting range, and Zhao Bingqian had been waiting for him there. She saw Jiang Fan's face full of joy, "Did you meet that gun god yesterday?"
Jiang Fan nodded and said, "I saw it!"
"His he taught you the key to shooting?" Zhao Bingqian said.
Jiang Fan nodded and said, "I've taught you!"
"Then have you learned it?" Zhao Bingqian said.
Jiang Fan shook his head and said, "I haven't learned it!"
Zhao Bingqian suddenly said with a snoring: "Why haven't you learned it yet? Then you went there for nothing yesterday!"
"I just knew the method, but there was no gun practice, only today's practice." Jiang Fan said.
Zhao Bingqian handed Jiang Fan a pistol, "You have a gun now, practice well! This is a bullet!"
Jiang Fan took the gun, "The bullet won't be used for the time being!" After taking the gun, Jiang Fan walked to the corner, sat down, and kept stroking it with the gun.
Zhao Bingqian looked at Jiang Fan in surprise, and she walked to Jiang Fan, "Jiang Fan, why are you sitting here if you don't practice shooting?"
"Didn't you see me touching the gun?" Jiang Fan's hand was stroking the gun, just like he was stroking a woman.
Zhao Bingqian was so angry that she said, "Just sit here and touch the gun, you can find the shooting results!" Is this guy crazy? He even teased the gun!
"This is the key to the Gun God teaches!" Jiang Fan said.
Zhao Bingqian widened her eyes: "What! The Gun God lets you sit and touch the gun! You are talking nonsense!" The genius believes you! You can find a sharpshooter with a touch of guns, so it's nonsense!
"Don't disturb me from practicing shooting. When I practice well, I will perform for you. Don't forget your promise!" Jiang Fan said.
Zhao Bingqian shook her head helplessly, "You can find a name when you touch the gun like this, and I, Zhao Bingqian, will be at your mercy!"
"This is what you said! Don't cheat at that time!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
Zhao Bingqian walked away angrily, and she sat alone in front of the rest table and sulked. Jiang Fan ignored Zhao Bingqian and was still touching the gun. He kept thinking about how to feel the gun soul? He just touched it like this, until afternoon
, and didn't find any name.
Before leaving, Zhao Bingqian sneered: "Jiang Fan, you have touched the gun for a day today. I think what should you do tomorrow? Should you continue to touch the gun?"
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Of course I will continue to touch the gun tomorrow, I must find a name!"
On the morning of the tenth day, Jiang Fan arrived at the shooting range and was still touching the gun. Zhao Bingqian sneered from the side. Jiang Fan ignored her and touched the gun wholeheartedly. After two days, Jiang Fan's hands were about to be called out, but they didn't.
Feel the existence of the gun soul.
What the hell is going on? Liu Tai can even feel the gun soul, why can’t I feel it? Gun soul! Where are you? Try calling with the technique of Ten Thousand Beasts? So Jiang Fan silently recited the spell of Ten Thousand Beasts. Jiang Fan’s
He just touched his hand like this, and suddenly a voice came to his ear and said, "Oh, you guy, you have touched me for two days, and you are so annoyed!"
Jiang Fan said in surprise: "Gun Soul!"
A lazy voice said, "It's me, what's the matter with me?"
"I want to shoot, I need your help!" Jiang Fan said.
"Oh, I'm so annoying that I don't want to help you!" said Gun Soul.
Damn! This guy refused to help! Jiang Fan immediately threatened: "Since you are the soul of a gun, you must have life. If you don't help me, I will destroy you!" Jiang Fan stretched out his sword and silently thought about destroying him.
The sinful curse, the sword pointing towards the gun.
"Ah! No! I'm willing to help you, but it's not okay!" Gunhun felt Jiang Fan's horror and immediately surrendered.
"Very good. From now on, you will obey me and only obey me. If others use you, you will not be allowed to serve him, you can only serve me alone!" Jiang Fan said sternly.
"Okay, I will obey you alone in the future. In the future, others will use me, and I will let him beat him wrong!" Gunhun said to please Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, this is almost the same. As long as you obey me, I will not treat you badly. I will definitely wipe you brightly and extend your life!"
Gunhun said happily: "It's great, I will definitely serve you well!"
"Jiang Fan, what are you talking alone?" Zhao Bingqian saw Jiang Fan talking alone with a gun, and didn't know what he was crazy about.
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "I'm practicing shooting!"
"Tsk! He was talking nonsense with a gun, and he was still quibbling that he was practicing shooting. I want to see how you shoot!" Zhao Bingqian sneered.
Jiang Fan stood up with a gun and walked to Zhao Bingqian, "Does what you started to say still count?"
Zhao Bingqian sneered: "Actually, as long as you hit the bull's eye once, I will kiss you once!"
Jiang Fan raised his pistol, "Okay, I'll shoot the No. 1 target now, you're ready!"
Jiang Fan raised his pistol, looked at Zhao Bingqian's face, and without aiming, he casually hooked the trigger, "Bang!" The bullet flew out, imparting to the point No. 1 hit the bull's eye.
Zhao Bingqian was stunned and she stammered: "How could it be that I shot it? It was a coincidence!"
"You don't believe it, right? I'm shooting for you. This time I'll shoot the second bullseye!" Jiang Fan raised his hand, still not aiming.
"Bang!" The bullet flew out and hit the center of the second bullseye.
Zhao Bingqian was stunned, "I shot again! My God! What's going on?"
"You! You'd better not believe it! I'm shooting for you, this time I shoot the bullseye!" Jiang Fan made a trick this time, turned his body, turned his back to the target, put the gun under his armpit, and hooked the trigger.
"Bang!" The bullet flew out and accurately hit Bull's Eye No. 3.
Zhao Bingqian looked at Jiang Fan in panic. He could hit the bull's eye like this. Only the Gun God can do this. How is this possible? He just practiced shooting for eight days and touched the gun for two days, and then became Gun God!
At this time, people who were practicing shooting around came to watch the fun, "Wow, it's incredible. You can hit the bull's eye with your target on your back!"
Jiang Fan looked at Zhao Bingqian and smiled and said, "I will show you another one, so that I can convince you!" Jiang Fan took out a piece of cloth, blindfolded his eyes, and then walked back to the door of the shooting range, with his back facing away.
The shooting range is already very far away at this time.
"This time I will shoot Bullseye No. 1 and Bullseye No. 3, with only one bullet!" As soon as Jiang Fan said, everyone immediately exclaimed.