The ultimate treasure of eating chicken

"You have a gun!" Yu Wenlang couldn't believe it. It's not easy for people to take out a gun in this kind of place.When he came to Lufeng, he had to work hard to get the gun.

"Go, come with me." Ling Hongchen turned on the engine on the fishing boat and waved to Yu Wenlang.

"Where are you going?" Yu Wenlang asked.

"Of course I went to shoot. If you shoot here, something will happen."

Yu Wenlang gave Ling Hongchen a meaningful look, and then jumped on the fishing boat.

The two sailed out of the port, and on the vast sea, a small fishing boat was like a sesame seed-sized dot, moving away towards the rising sun.

An hour later, open sea.Ling Hongchen turned off the engine, looking around only the vast sea.

"Here?" Yu Wenlang asked, "What if the customs officers find out?"

Ling Hongchen didn't speak, but opened the long bag. In addition to guns and ammunition, there were also silencers, including rifles, pistols, and sniper rifles.

Seeing these Yu Wenlang couldn't help but gasped, and hurriedly asked, "What on earth are you doing?"

"One commoner." Ling Hongchen shrugged, seemingly unwilling to explain, "There are thousands of rounds of ammunition for all kinds of firearms here, which is not enough for me to pick up the goods. See which gun is in your hand, and start practicing directly."

Without saying a word, Yu Wenlang wanted to grab the sniper rifle first, but he subconsciously stretched out his right hand, only to find that the palm of his right hand was no longer there, and the hand grabbing the gun was empty.

Ling Hongchen saw this somewhat ridiculous scene, but he didn't laugh. Seeing Yu Wenlang's dejected expression, he didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to wait like this.

There was a brief silence between the two on the fishing boat, but soon Yu Wenlang switched his left hand to grab the gun. This time he didn't touch the sniper rifle again, but took a pistol.

"Raita 92F pistol" Yu Wenlang looked at the gun in his hand and muttered softly.

"You understand this?" Ling Hongchen scratched his head.

"Nonsense." Yu Wenlang frowned slightly, but he didn't seem to understand the gun that Ling Hongchen made.

Ling Hongchen smiled awkwardly, "But I remember when you and that Li Xiaonong used the double-fly skydiving tactic, this gun was used to kill three people in a row after landing."

Yu Wenlang couldn't help being taken aback, "Double Fly Skydive."

Ling Hongchen's words unconsciously brought back his memories.

But soon he shook his head and said, "That's right, it's called P92 in the Jedi space, and the prototype in reality is this Rayta 92F. It can fire quickly when responding to the enemy, and it is also very safe to carry." Reliability; under the premise of ensuring accuracy, it has achieved excellent reliability; the grip can hold up to 15 rounds of bullets, which ensures fierce continuous firepower, and at the same time it will not be too fat to affect the shooter's grip and shooting; especially important What’s more, after satisfying the above-mentioned performances, the price is still quite cheap! The police, army, gangsters, and bandits all over the world are vying for it, and the Beretta 92F has become synonymous with semi-automatic 9mm pistols.”

A series of utterances were extremely fluent, and Ling Hongchen was dumbfounded, "I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable, you are worthy of being the king of spears!"

"These are all the knowledge I mastered when I was practicing spear skills, and I will never forget them." Yu Wenlang said softly, his eyes were full of memories.

Ling Hongchen scratched his head again, and smiled, "I don't understand."

"Have you watched "This Killer Is Not So Cold"?" Yu Wenlang asked.

"I've seen a movie decades ago, which tells the story of a killer and a little girl." Ling Hongchen answered very quickly this time, not because he has a good memory, but because the movie is really classic, even if it is Today's teenagers in 2050 are all too familiar with this.

With memories in his eyes, Yu Wenlang said softly, "In the movie, the killer taught the little girl to use this pistol."

Ling Hongchen nodded secretly, and couldn't help admiring Yu Wenlang again in his heart. It seemed that this guy knew guns very thoroughly.

After Yu Wenlang finished speaking, he stopped talking, put on the silencer and fired a shot at the seagull in the sky.

A low-pitched gunshot rang out, but it didn't spread far. A tiny bullet point under the blue sky rose rapidly, and it didn't know where it went. However, the seagulls still spread their wings and flew high without being affected in the slightest.

Ling Hongchen was about to speak, when Yu Wenlang fired again, this time hitting a seagull, but it rubbed its wings, the seagull did not fall, but flew away staggeringly.

It can be seen that Yu Wenlang's marksmanship is inaccurate, but Ling Hongchen also knows that it is because of his inexperienced hands.

"You don't want to fight?" Yu Wenlang asked.

Ling Hongchen weighed a gun and fired three shots in a row before hitting a seagull. He sighed, "My marksmanship is average, so I'm too lazy to bother."

It is true that there are many people who can shoot a gun, and there are also many people with accurate marksmanship, but there are very few people who can be called sharpshooters, almost one in a hundred.

Ling Hongchen's marksmanship is actually pretty good. He said that out of humility, but in front of Yu Wenlang, the spear king of a generation, he could only be humble, even if Yu Wenlang lost his right hand to shoot.

Yu Wenlang remained silent and continued shooting practice.

There were muffled muffled gunshots on the sea, and the seagulls in the sky kept falling one by one, but it took several shots to kill one, and the accuracy of this was only average.If it is placed in a game in the Jedi space, it is likely to be sprayed by others.

But a game is a game after all, and it's not that simple in reality. Ling Hongchen sat patiently on the fishing boat, fishing at sea.

On the open sea, one person is shooting a gun and the other is fishing. Under the movement and stillness, this picture has a special flavor.

On this day, Yu Wenlang played from morning to dusk, and Ling Hongchen insisted on basking in the sun for a whole day with him, and his skin turned red and black.

When he went back, Yu Wenlang sat quietly on the bow of the boat like a normal person, with a deep thought between his brows.Ling Hongchen could only marvel again. With such intensity of practice, half a month can indeed achieve great results, and Yu Wenlang already has a rich foundation in spear skills.

The next day, the two still left early and returned late, but this time Ling Hongchen prepared more fishing bait, of course sunglasses and a sun hat, because he knew it would be another full day of training.

As a result, this high sea area became Yu Wenlang's exclusive shooting range, and it was like this every day. When the firearms in it were not enough, Ling Hongchen would go out alone and bring back a batch, so there was no need to worry about too many guns and insufficient ammunition.

It seemed that he had made a decision, or that Yuwenlang's background was already good. Yuwenlang's spear skills had improved significantly. Several times, the fish that Ling Hongchen dropped were leaping in mid-air before falling, and were shot by Yuwenlang with his gun. Ling Hongchen couldn't help applauding.

But Yu Wenlang shook his head expressionlessly, as if he was not satisfied with the result, and the intensity of training continued to increase.