He Has a Dragon

The next morning, under the arrangement of Mu Xihu, Wang Le, Mu Xiyan and a group of other juniors marched to the shooting range in the western suburbs. 【First release】

Mu Xiyan, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, saw that there was nothing unusual about Wang Le, and felt a little relieved. Since what happened last night, Mu Xiyan went to the shooting range today. Another purpose of Mu Xiyan was to make Wang Le loose Take it easy and don't get overwhelmed.

More than half an hour later, under the lead of Mu Xihu driving his sister's Hyundai IX35, seven cars arrived at the parking lot outside the gate of the Xijiao shooting range.

The Xijiao Shooting Range was built at the end of the last century due to the needs of shooting competitions. It consists of 11 shooting ranges and an air gun hall, as well as ancillary facilities such as gymnasiums, sports fields, and hotels.

"Brother-in-law, I have made arrangements. Today we will play in the semi-enclosed 50-meter shooting range."

After everyone got out of the car one after another, Mu Xihu ran to Wang Le and said with a smile.

At this time, Mu Xifeng leaned forward and said with a smile: "50 meters, this is the distance I am best at. Brother-in-law, you have nothing to say about this skill. My little brother is willing to bow down, but the 50-meter target is not guaranteed."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Xiyan said angrily: "As long as you can, and I, the big sister, is here, I will guarantee that you will lose so much that you will lose your way."

Wang Le chuckled, and said: "If you just talk and don't practice fake moves, let's compare them before talking about bragging."

After a pause, Wang Le rubbed his hands and continued with excitement in his eyes: "Since the army came out, I haven't had fun with shooting. Today I have to experience this hand addiction."

In this way, after Mu Xihu took the lead, everyone followed him to the inside of the shooting range, and then arranged by the relevant staff, they came to the semi-enclosed 50-meter shooting range.

The entire venue is about 3,000 square meters, with an indoor span of 10 meters, and a total of 96 target positions. When everyone came inside, there were already a dozen children from the capital circle playing here.

"Hey, why did that little boy come here?"

When Wang Le walked into the venue, he quickly attracted the attention of those children, and someone couldn't help asking doubtfully.

"This kid can also play with guns?" Those children muttered in their hearts, because according to Wang Le's past record, he is really good at everything, golf, poker, underground fighting, etc. He has never seen Wang Le like this at all. The guy has lost before, and the end of each competition is to shake the mouths of all the people who are against him, swollen like a pig's head.

After some preparations,

Wang Le took the pistol and stood at the shooting position. He didn't wait for everyone to join him, but shot first.

"Bang, bang, bang"

"Ten Rings, Ten Rings, Ten Rings"

The sound of the electronic bulletin, constantly reporting the number of rings Wang Le shot, resounded in the huge and empty stadium, leaving everyone dumbfounded for a while.

Mu Xifeng had a wry smile on his face, how the hell is he still playing, do you want to give him a way to survive? !

At that moment, Mu Xifeng threw the loaded pistol on the table, looked at Wang Le with dissatisfaction, and said, "Brother-in-law, I don't bring you like this, it makes me lose interest at all, so you can't be humble, let Rang We little brothers, do us a favor, will you make it?"

Wang Le laughed, and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't hold back for a while, and shot first. I thought I hadn't played with guns for a few years, and my hands had a lot of injuries. I didn't expect that the aim of this marksmanship did not fall. Brother-in-law really didn't want to hit You guys are purely misunderstanding, purely misunderstanding, hehe."

Mu Xiyan gave Wang Le a white look, picked up the pistol and shot at the target.

"Bang, bang, bang"

"Eight Rings, Nine Rings, Nine Rings"

After a while, Mu Xiyan dropped the pistol, walked to Wang Le's side, pouted her mouth, and said angrily, "I lost."

Wang Le quickly grabbed the sweet hands of his sweetheart with a playful smile and said: "I'm lucky, don't worry about it, let's try again, I guarantee I will lose."

Seeing Mu Xiyan snorted, she said: "When I am a three-year-old girl, you will definitely let me in order to make me happy later. I don't want this meaningless victory."

Before Wang Le could reply, Zhao Mike, who had just entered the shooting range, walked towards Wang Le.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Wang is not only good at fighting skills, but also likes to play with guns. He must have good marksmanship. I don't know if you are interested in having a game with me."

Mike Zhao came to stand in front of Wang Le, and asked with a hint of provocation.

Wang Le narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Zhao Mike, and said slowly: "If Mr. Zhao wants to play, of course I, Wang Le, will be happy to accompany you."

"Count me in."

As soon as the words were finished, a young man of twenty-six or seventeen, wearing a black woolen overcoat with a firm and handsome face and a crew-shaven head, walked out from the group of children and spoke.

Wang Le was startled, and then looked at the other party. At this time, Mu Xihu clung to Wang Le's ear and introduced softly: "Brother-in-law, this is Chen Chong, the third grandson of the Chen family. He grew up in the army and is well-known in the circle. Sharpshooter."

"The Chen family?" Wang Le raised his eyebrows and murmured.

Mu Xihu nodded and said: "That's right, the Chen family, one of the five great families in the capital, hehe, brother-in-law, this is your rival in love. Back then, Chen Zhong was crazy about pursuing sister."

After my brother-in-law's explanation, Wang Le was stunned. No wonder Chen Zhong looked at him with inexplicable hostility.

"Xiyan, you are still so beautiful."

At this time, I saw Chen Zhong looking at Mu Xiyan, with tenderness in his eyes, and said in admiration, he didn't take Wang Le seriously at all, he regarded it as air.

Mu Xiyan frowned, and replied coldly: "Thank you."

At this moment, Mike Zhao already knew from other disciples that Wang Le's marksmanship was perfect and he hit the ten rings in a row, so he couldn't help but feel a little depressed about his recklessness.

"It's boring to hit the 50-meter target. Let's play flying saucer shooting. This will be a challenge. What do you think of Mr. Wang?"

When Mike Zhao scratched his head a little, Chen Zhong's suggestion made his eyes light up. Yes, just now Wang Le hit a static target. If it was a moving target, it would be a different matter, and he also knew the target of Chen Zhong. How horrible the marksmanship is.

"That's right, flying saucer shooting, let's compare this." Zhao Mike rushed to agree, fearing that Wang Le would disagree.

Wang Le chuckled, glanced at the two of them, and said: "Then shoot the flying saucer, but since it's a competition, it will be more fun if you add some prizes."

"Oh?" Mike Zhao was taken aback. He didn't expect Wang Le to agree so simply, and even added a lottery. It seems that this little boy is very confident in his marksmanship.

"What does Mr. Wang mean?" Mike Zhao asked.

Seeing Wang Le stretch out a finger, said: "One person is 10 million, the winner takes all."

"Hiss!" The other onlookers couldn't help gasping, shit, this little boy has a really big appetite, why don't he just play around, why make it so big!

Chen Zhong showed a strange smile, looked at Wang Le and said, "Are you so confident in yourself?"

Wang Le narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "When playing with guns, I think I'm second, no one dares to say number one."

"Eh!" The eyes of everyone looking at Wang Le are full of doubts. Isn't this little boy afraid of the wind flashing his tongue?

PS I'm sorry, I drank and drank fragments last night, Gucheng will make up yesterday's chapters, I'm sorry, please bear with me.

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