With the help of the instructor, Zhou Xing put on earmuffs and protective gear.
Only then did he pick up the TT-T semi-automatic pistol produced by Mao Xiong.
As a shooting gallery.
The use of standard weapons is not allowed, and most of them are civilian pistols from abroad.
But... none of this matters to Zhou Xing.
After all, he is just a newbie.
Zhou Xing just wanted to experience what it felt like to shoot live ammunition.
The moment you hold the pistol.
He could feel that the blood in his body was continuously surging.
Not many men can resist a firearm.
He is also included.
Zhou Xing's legs are slightly wider than shoulder width apart from left to right, his knees are slightly bent to form elastic support, his toes are slightly turned inward, his chest is held and his shoulders are lowered to lower the body's center of gravity.
Hold the pistol in your right hand and hold the gun with one arm in your left hand.
He stared directly at the red target ten meters in front of him.
Bang!
Zhou Xing pulled the trigger.
Despite wearing earmuffs, the violent sound still resounded.
It made Zhou Xing's head buzz a little.
The recoil force of the pistol also made his arm numb slightly.
Zhou Xing looked up and found that there were no bullet holes in the target and he missed the target.
He frowned.
Looks like...shooting isn't that simple either.
Although it was somewhat different from what he had imagined, this feeling still made Zhou Xing a little intoxicated.
Several more shots were fired in succession.
Most of them missed the target.
There were only two shots, hitting the fifth and fourth rings.
With the guidance of the coach, Zhou Xing gradually became familiar with it. Finally, after taking aim, the bullets shot out.
Bullet holes penetrate the target.
Right in the middle of the nine rings.
"Master Zhou is great!"
Yi Li, who was accompanying him, did not conceal her praise at all, clapped her hands and said.
"Sure enough, a powerful person will be great wherever he goes!"
Emily's blue eyes stared at Zhou Xing, her gaze filled with admiration.
Compared with domestic girls who are reserved and restrained.
Western girls are more open-minded.
They are originally Mu Qiang.
Last night, Zhou Xing allowed the two of them to experience the mysterious power from the East.
They almost saw God.
Both of them were convinced.
Naturally, he admired Zhou Xing.
Zhou Xing smiled.
He didn't say anything, but raised his gun and continued to practice towards the shooting range.
It lasted for more than half an hour.
It wasn't until Zhou Xing's arms became numb and he couldn't exert much strength.
Only then did Zhou Xing walk out of the shooting gallery still unsatisfied.
Just went out.
Oncoming was Wang Xiaocong.
"Old Zhou."
Wang Xiaocong seemed a little depressed: "When I got up, I found you were not there. I heard they said you were at the shooting gallery, so I came over to take a look."
He said with envy in his eyes: "Young people have great energy. Two foreign women actually didn't let you lie down until the afternoon, and you still have the energy to come to this shooting gallery."
Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.
These words... also made him quite comfortable.
It gives him a greater sense of accomplishment than saying he is rich.
"Where are Qin Fen and the others?"
Zhou Xing said with some doubts.
"They... are all still lying down. They probably won't be able to get up until the afternoon. These people's health is worse than mine."
Wang Xiaocong smiled.
"What do you want from me?"
Zhou Xing asked.
"It's something you want to talk about?"
Wang Xiaocong said bluntly.
"OK."
Zhou Xing had no objection, touched his belly, and then walked forward: "Go to the restaurant first, let's talk while eating."
"I think so too."
The two came to the restaurant immediately.
Entered a private room.
Emily and Elise became Zhou Xing's waiters, pouring tea and water for him.
Extremely considerate.
Wang Xiaocong looked at the side with envy, and asked with some confusion: "Why are the two of mine not so considerate? The ones I chose are from our country. Are the ones from abroad more virtuous?"
"That's not right. I've been abroad for so long, and it's not like I haven't had a girlfriend abroad."
"There is no one like you."
Zhou Xing picked up the spoon and took a spoonful of the matsutake soup handed over by Emily. After feeling the mellow taste flowing down his throat and into his stomach, he smiled slightly at Wang Xiaocong and said, "Then have you ever thought about it?
This may not have anything to do with your nationality, but it may lie with you."
Wang Xiaocong was startled.
Then looking at the glowing red light, eyes only fixed on Zhou Xing, Elise and Emily, whose eyes were full of admiration, seemed to understand something.
Wang Xiaocong was even more jealous.
All the good things happened to Zhou Xing.
Does this kid have any shortcomings in his body?
Wang Xiaocong, who had always been confident, unexpectedly felt a little inferior in front of Zhou Xing.
When I think about finding a girlfriend, I have to humbly send countless messages.
Zhou Xing comes this way.
The two foreign women were all kept submissive by him.
Wang Xiaocong actually felt like crying for a moment.
"Old Zhou, tell me everything about my brother."
Wang Xiaocong suddenly lowered his voice and said to Zhou Xing, "Did you eat secretly?"
Seeing Zhou Xing's confused expression.
Wang Xiaocong said with some reluctance: "It's okay, we are all men, it doesn't matter if we say it. We have such a good relationship, even if you admit it, I won't laugh at you."
"I am doing this for your own good. You are still young and strong."
"But if you eat too much of this kind of thing, it's not good for your health. You'll know the bad effects in a few years."
Wang Xiaocong was finally defeated under Zhou Xing's look that looked like he was mentally retarded.
After confirming again and again.
He wanted to cry but had no tears.
The back molars are almost broken.
All of this was actually true, and he couldn't accept it.
"Don't worry about these things."
Zhou Xing said angrily: "If you fart, hurry up."
Wang Xiaocong's character is the same as what he usually shows.
Very straightforward.
Not hypocritical either.
Just say whatever comes to mind, and there will be no airs about you.
It's a bit of paranoia that people who study philosophy will have.
This is not a bad habit, after all, his paranoia is only reflected in his pursuit of girls and has no effect on Zhou Xing at all.
Therefore, Zhou Xing is still very good at treating Wang Xiaocong.
Sometimes, men's friendship is so inexplicable.
After getting familiar with it, when speaking, it is no longer so raw.
Wang Xiaocong coughed and stopped worrying about Zhou Xing's affairs. Then he said seriously: "Old Zhou, brother, I am in jail recently. Is there anything you can do to rescue brother?"
He thought for a moment and then said in a different way: "In other words, take action and help our brothers."