House Dad’s Literary Life

Chapter 794 Where are you holy? (34)

In the United States, many people look down on the yellow race and the Chinese who are weak in their eyes, but Mo Henian is respected by these people because of his hot temper and playful cowboy character.

Don't look at Doug and Mo Henian spouting trash talk and arguing about Mo Henian's antique gun, but he didn't underestimate Mo Henian, at least when he spoke, he maintained an equal attitude in his words. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't play it, Doug might even be brothers with Mo Henian!

This is rare! Because Doug also recognized Mo Henian as a yellow race. When he saw Yang Yi, he didn't look at this young yellow race. Before he made a rational analysis, he didn't take Yang Yi for a while. thing.

When Yang Yi and Craven were preparing for the second round, Doug also ridiculed Mo Henian, saying that he actually found a young boy to replace him, which is too boring!

Later, Nelson and the old men were discussing when they saw Yang Yi replace Mo Henian.

He let his son-in-law play, wouldn't there really be any trump cards?

Yang is still good, I like this guy! I hope he can win my Huoshaoyun back!

What is your Huoshaoyun! I don't know if I can win or not. I haven't seen him play a flying saucer before, and I was still asking about the rules just now.

Why did Mo let him fight Craven? Craven's strength isn't that great. For this kind of double multi-directional flying saucer, it's almost enough to hit two out of five. If Mo himself plays, the chances of winning may be even greater! The old man said suspiciously.

Nelson's eyes fell on Mo Henian, who was frowning at Yang Yi, and he guessed: I guess Mo also wants to take care of his son-in-law. This is the first time a young man has hit this, giving him a weak opponent. Save him from losing too badly...

Nelson didn't know, he did guess some of Mo Henian's thoughts correctly.

Yang Yi didn't know either, the old man didn't look at his usual viciousness, but he was still thinking of him in his heart.

If Mo Henian was stubborn, he would definitely be reluctant to give up Craven, an opponent he had a better chance of winning, to Yang Yi. But winning or losing the game doesn't matter. No matter how much an antique gun is worth, it will only be worth a hundred thousand dollars. Mo Henian didn't want to discourage Yang Yi's enthusiasm, and he also wanted to trust Yang Yi.

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Prepare! a referee shouted on the sidelines.

Yang Yi, who was the first to shoot, did not hold the gun horizontally in a standard posture like Mo Henian and Doug, with the butt close to his armpit, so that he could shoot with his shoulders at any time. Yang Yi didn't have this habit. He held the gun relaxedly, the muzzle was still slanted downwards, he stood up straight, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the shooting machine in the middle of the field.

The two flying saucers were quietly thrown out, and at this moment, Yang Yi's eyes became sharp. I saw that he was ready to shoot in an instant, the butt of the gun was against his shoulder, and he pulled the trigger.

Bang, bang!

The first shot, the muzzle, the second shot...

Nice pose!

But there was no pink powder in the air, it was a little embarrassing that he missed both shots...

Young man, watch me teach you how to play with a gun! Craven, who took over from him, seemed to think that Yang Yi was a rookie, and fired two shots triumphantly, but he even shot one!

This is indeed a pleasant surprise for Craven, a fat white man with poor marksmanship.

Alas! Craven is so lucky! The old men regretted for a while.

Yang is a bit difficult. Nelson looked at Yang Yi with some worry.

It's your turn! Craven laughed and walked past Yang Yi.

Yang Yi didn't spit trash, he stood calmly on the side, he was about to hit just now, just a little off, especially the first shot, he could feel that the bullet spread was close to hitting the flying saucer.

This shotgun is a shotgun after all, and it has a lot of recoil. Yang Yi’s first contact with a shotgun in this world has not yet gotten used to it. The recoil of the first shot also affected the speed at which he fired the second shot. Well, it just shoots a little slower.

Fortunately, the two shots just now made Yang Yi understand the situation of this gun and know how to adjust it.

Of course, there are excuses for not hitting, but Yang Yi is still a little unhappy. He was a killer in his past life, and he is still a special forces soldier in this life. This is still behind ordinary people, which is too embarrassing!

This time, Yang Yi will not allow himself to miss again!

I saw that Yang Yi was still standing with a gun like just now, with a dignified expression. But at this time, a familiar shout came from behind: Come on, don't be nervous, you can do it!

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Mo Henian who was smiling and clenching his fists.

The old man actually cheered him up!

Yang Yi nodded lightly.

When he turned around, his spirit became more and more shaky, and his eyes became particularly severe. This time, Yang Yi was really serious.

send!

The two flying saucers flew out in different directions and at different angles.

Yang Yi's eyes were firmly locked on them, and he instantly raised his gun.

Boom!

Two clumps of pink powder exploded in the air.

And Yang Yi just glanced at it lightly, flipped open the chamber, threw away two bullet casings, turned around and walked back to Mo Henian's side, this series of movements was smooth and unrestrained, extremely unrestrained!

Oh! Only then did the old men react and exclaimed.

Nelson also exclaimed in surprise: Perfect! It was a perfect hit!

Not to mention the stupid Doug and the others on the other side, they were dumbfounded and couldn't believe their eyes.

The liveliness here also attracted the attention of some shooting range customers and even a few coaches, who came over and inquired curiously.

This young man, just now, he hit the double multi-directional flying saucer perfectly! An old man excitedly introduced to the onlookers.

Really? So awesome!

It is not easy to hit two multi-directional flying saucers at once. In the shooting range, it may only be seen once in a few days. Like these old men, they have hardly ever been so lucky.

Therefore, everyone was talking a lot, and they were also looking forward to waiting for Yang Yi's next shooting.

As for Craven, this guy was under a lot of pressure, and he missed two shots and was ignored by everyone.

On Yang Yi's side, he didn't see the surprised expression of the old man. Maybe Mo Henian was still a little reserved, but the old man nodded arrogantly, and commented with a pretense of indifference: Not bad, make persistent efforts!

Then keep doing it!

The third time, Yang Yi still hit two flying saucers steadily.

Two clusters of pink powder exploded in the air like two blooming flowers, and the onlookers were amazed.

Who is this guy? So strong!

Two perfect hits in a row, this is not luck!

Look at it next time, can he still hit?

After the fight, people on the sidelines started talking again.

Craven still missed a shot this round. He was under too much pressure. After the fight, he shook his head regretfully. He knew his level. He glanced at Doug helplessly, and then carried the shotgun on his back. , went and shook hands with Yang Yi, voluntarily admit defeat.

Son, you're very strong! Really strong! Craven shrugged and said, You don't have to fight in the next two rounds. I can't be like you, with two perfect hits in a row.

You're also very strong, and you put a lot of pressure on me. Yang Yi politely said a few words.

But the audience on the sidelines were not happy: Finish it! Craven, if you don't fight, let this kid finish, we still want to see his amazing performance!

It doesn't matter, we have one more round! Doug came out of the rounder, pointed at Stewart and said, Stuart will fight him later.

Stewart smiled bitterly on the side. He did hit a perfect hit a few days ago, but that was good luck. Now, looking at Yang Yi's shooting posture and speed, he knew that he had run into a master, and he didn't have much chance of winning.

But the cowboys never backed down easily. Stewart was not as clueless as Craven's fat man. He still gritted his teeth and finished five sets of shots with Yang Yi.

The result was no suspense, Stewart hit four flying saucers, he failed to create a miracle.

As for Yang Yi's shooting in five groups, four hits perfectly, while one group made a small mistake and only hit one target. Mistakes are normal, even Olympians wouldn't dare to say that their guns and guns can hit a two-way flying saucer.

But even so, the terrifying hit rate made the onlookers fascinated.

The two pink flowers blooming continuously in the air are really shocking!

The only pity is that Yang's opponent is not strong. Stewart is like a baby in front of him! He was abused so badly! Nelson laughed. Now, his heart is full of pride, as if Mo Henian was not , he is the same as the father-in-law of Yang Yi who won the game!

Hey! Doug is going to die of depression. He lost his car this time! An old man was eager to get his hands on it.

On Yang Yi's side, he handed the shotgun to Mo Henian. At this time, he saw Mo Henian's relieved eyes. Although the old man didn't know how to express his approval of his son-in-law, his expression and attitude had changed a lot. The change.

Good fight! Mo Henian patted Yang Yi on the shoulder affectionately.

At this time, Doug shook his head and walked over with his car keys.

I'm willing to admit defeat, Mo, this sports car of mine is yours! Doug threw the key to Mo Henian cheerfully, looked at Yang Yi with a smile, and asked Mo Henian. , But I have a question. You have to tell me, who is your son-in-law? You play with guns so well! Is he an athlete for the Chinese national team?

No, what kind of athlete is he! Haha, Yang Yi, tell him where you came from! When Mo Henian faced Doug, he swelled up decisively and said triumphantly.

Doug looked at Yang Yi.

Where did you come from? This question deserves consideration.

Yang Yi stopped the smile on his face, and saw that he held his chest and legs together, gave a military salute, and said to Doug with a serious face: Sir, I am a veteran from the People's Army of the People's Republic of China XXXXX. !

I don't know if it is against the discipline to mention to foreigners that I used to be a soldier. If it is not allowed in reality, then let's ignore this mistake~