Chapter 26

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap ..."

The crisp gun body and the sound of hitting the iron target kept sounding. Andy held the pistol in succession with both hands, and the accuracy gradually improved. From the edge of the target position, it gradually approached the center, and the shell on the ground also It keeps increasing.

"How is that possible ?! This will make every shot reach the white range of ten rings?" Hanson said in surprise.

Joseph glanced at Hansen with a smile, a copy should be so indifferent, but he understood the abnormal physique of his boss, and what the recoil did not affect the accuracy of his shooting at all, and this result was not surprising. Already.

After hitting the last bullet, Andy withdrew from the magazine without stopping. The continuous shooting did not make his wrist sour, and the impact of recoil was almost equal to nothing.

"Joseph, I want to try a desert eagle. I feel that Beretta's power is too small, but addictive!" Andy frowned slightly to Joseph.

"Oh, good boss." Joseph responded with a smile, ignored Hanson's surprise, walked back to the long table with Andy, watched Andy pick up the desert eagle, and took all the sand eagles from the table. The bullet magazine was put into a box and said to Andy who was still touching the huge body of the sand eagle: "Boss, you have basically mastered the shooting skills. According to your physical quality, the impact of the sand eagle's recoil will not be great. Let's hit the 20-meter target this time. "

"Whew ..." Andy turned the sand eagle in his hands with satisfaction, exhaling with satisfaction.

"Bang! Clang!"

The power of the sand eagle is really great, and the subsequent sitting power is also very amazing. However, Hansen was surprised to see that Andy's arm just shook slightly, and he did not imagine that the bullet missed the target because of the recoil. Looking at Andy's shot, he hit the target almost every time. It seemed that the huge recoil of the sand eagle in his hand had no effect at all. His arm trembled every time. But he knew what the recoil needed. Kind of arm strength to offset.

"Pervert!" Hansen could not help cursing, and said to Kenny aside: "Andy's physical fitness is awesome!"

"Oh, where we are this time, our boss is born with divine power. You haven't seen him punch. You can only use metamorphosis to describe it." Kenny chuckled, and understood Hansen's surprise.

"Natural divine power? Just kidding, look at his figure doesn't look very powerful!" Hansen slurped his lips in disbelief. He couldn't see Andy like a man with natural divine talent.

"You know the fart, do you think that the body with exaggerated muscle masses looks like it has power? The muscles on the boss's body are all streamlined muscles, full of power. Look at his arm when he fired The muscular reaction, when he practiced boxing, the sandbag needed to be replaced with a new one in almost three or four days. The power of that hit was horrible. Joseph said that his power was completely comparable to those of the Delta. " Sen pouted and laughed at his ignorance. He and Hansen also knew each other and did several tasks together in Iraq.

"Well, is that what you said is so exaggerated?" Hanson smashed his mouth and looked at Andy's bulging muscles in his eyes. Although he was questioning, he heard Joseph say Joseph. When he judged, he believed that Andy Smith had a perverted physical fitness.

"Cut, don't bother you!" Kenny saw a stubborn look from Hansen's dead duck, and gave a scornful cut.

After Andy finished the last shot, he moved his wrist and shook his lower arm. The muscle tightness caused by the huge recoil of Sand Eagle just disappeared. He walked to the target and looked at the mess. Bullet holes, a little stunned.

Although he knows that he is just a novice and has just mastered a little bit of basics, if he wants to be truly proficient in firearms and use the power of firearms, he can only need continuous training to find the feel and mentality. They are all fed with bullets!

Andy looked back at the various firearms on the distant long table, and some continued to practice, dissatisfied.

"Boss, shooting is not something you can master in a short while. In fact, you are already doing very well. You ca n't be impatient. The recoil of the firearm, the change in ballistics, and the fine-tuning of the gun 's crosshairs are very complicated. There are different habits, and different firearms naturally have different characteristics. To use the firearms skillfully, ordinary people must undergo rigorous training, and if they want to shoot accurately and well, then use a lot of bullets to feed the feeling "Joseph smiled and comforted when he saw Andy's dissatisfaction with his performance.

Of course, Andy understood these truths, calmed his irritability, and said to Joseph, "Well, I know, take your time." Then he started practicing.

Andy played a whole day at the club's shooting range. He also ate lunch at the club. After three hours of non-stop rest in the afternoon, he felt the weakness of his two wrists because of his abnormal physique. The huge recoil at the time also made his shoulder a little aching.

Of course, the injury will not be so bad that bruises can't run, even if he has superb physical fitness, but also ROU physical tires, not King Kong is not bad, but the practice continues to make him feel better and better.

Because he still had to party at night, Andy and his party got into the car and left the Oak Club in the weird eyes of Hansen's "You are a monster, a metamorphosis", leaving all kinds of shells and dozens of quilts all over the place. Scraped iron gun target.

Of course, there are long bills. One day, Andy spent tens of thousands of dollars. After all, the bullets were too many, but he didn't care about this money. He is not trying to hang on. Still care about this little money, although when the bill was printed, there was a little pain in the heart, after all, some personality changes did not happen overnight.

He opened the Golden Finger, it will not be difficult to make money, but it takes learning to spend money. In the past, a small citizen became a rich man in this life. In the future, he will enter the Forbes list. The subversive change of identity and net worth naturally takes time Go learn and adapt. The rich will spend money, the rich will not spend money, and those who spend money will cry.

The principle given by Andy is that he is neither tyrant nor jealous. He should not be blindly extravagant in terms of material conditions at which step he is worth, such as what to buy several private jets at the same time, bathe with expensive champagne, and give dogs Bringing the Apple Watch and so on, and letting the hateful behavior show off to the second generation, he only needs to be a quiet rich man who enjoys secretly.

On the way home, because the stimulus and excitement brought by the firearms slowly calmed down, I leaned on the seat with my eyes closed quietly to relieve a trace of fatigue on my body, but my thoughts floated to the upcoming party at night, That restless heart made him very excited.

Longing, tangled, complicated and difficult to understand. After all, this is his first party tonight, and he still has a dog-hunting party specially prepared for him. There is such a bit of guilt, because the previous life has hidden deep in his heart. The imaginary Otaku Crystal Palace dream quickly dissipated.

There was no condition in the previous life, but I could only imagine. If I had the conditions and opportunities in this life, I would n't enjoy it.

Look at the little plums. The Victoria's Secret Angel Group is basically equal to his preparation for the Crystal Palace. It will be changed in a few months. The man in the world who does not hate him hates to die. People are more irritating than others!

He shook his head and shook off the last trace of innocent innocence, and Andy thought about the famous little crickets who were smashed by the little plum gun, and could not help but secretly gritted his teeth, "Well, Playboy is the real winner of life what!"

When I got home, I greeted Liu Yan and asked her to prepare something to eat. Then she went into the bathroom, turned on the water-filling switch of the bathtub, took off the white t-shirt that was already dirty, looked in the mirror, and saw the gun. The place where I was hit was a little bruised, and I could not help frowning, because it was white, and after the transformation, there was no exaggerated perspiration and rough spots. The fair skin was speechless, and a little bruise was very Obviously.

"Have a chance to go to Chinatown and buy some safflower oil or something." Andy looked at the strong body in the mirror, the bruise destroyed the beauty, muttered a little annoyed, the degree of narcissism was evident.

The water in the luxurious and large bathtub was steaming. Andy tried the water temperature, took off his clothes, and stepped into the bathtub to lie down.

"Hoo ~~~"

Andy exhaled a suffocation, looked at the reddened skin burned with hot water, and gently rubbed the bruise on the shoulder.

Thinking of the party at night, I couldn't help but look at the large swing stick wandering in the water, muttering proudly: "Tonight you can open your eyes! You can be considered to be unique in size, but TMD is a little white, not overbearing what!"

At first he didn't feel anything to himself, but seemed to think of a movie called "My Second Child Talks" that I had seen in previous lives, and I couldn't help but cough a bit awkwardly, so narcissistic No one is there.

I took a bath of twenty minutes, washed out all the tiredness, wiped off the water stains with a towel, and the light bottom was narcissistic for a while in front of the mirror, and rolled a few times under the armpit with CK perfume, a faint The scent of small citrus, frosty leaves and lavender exudes.

This is also the habit that Andy has adapted to after crossing. Westerners have large pores and very developed sweat glands. Almost 8.90% of people have odors. Therefore, perfume is a must-have, although there is no odor on his body. Wouldn't it be better to have a fragrance on yourself.