God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

click.

A bullet is loaded.

Due to the preciousness of bullets, Du He was only willing to put one in first.

He found a pagoda tree as tall as two people and stood twenty paces away.

The right hand holds the gun, and the left hand supports the left hand.

Du He closed his left eye, aimed with his right eye, and slowly adjusted the angle.

Gradually hold your breath.

There is no wind around.

This is a state that only a sniper master can have. Ordinary big-headed soldiers can't reach this state at all.

Du He felt that he was integrated with the surrounding nature in an instant.

Move your right index finger.

Push the trigger back.

Snapped.

The muzzle flashed.

There was a deafening explosion.

When the powerful recoil came, Du He only felt that from his right hand to his right arm, he lost consciousness for an instant and became numb.

The Desert Eagle almost came out of his hands.

"I, Cao... all blame this young master for being too confident!"

For a long while, Du He stood in place, panting heavily, with lingering fear in his heart.

In fact, how can he know how to snipe, he has never even learned the simplest sniper, and he has never even seen a real gun before. All the theories are learned from books or from certain bars.

Who knows, real guns and live ammunition and theory are completely two ways.

Du He hurried forward and circled the willow tree three times.

In the end, it was found that, not to mention the hit, even the bark was not damaged at all.

I don't know where the bullet went.

failure!

It was simply a shame and humiliation in Du He's life.

It can be called the black history that Du He least wants to mention in his life.

"What the hell, it's twenty steps away, a place where you can urinate even if you take a piss. My young master is so crooked, it's shameful, it's so shameful." Du He stood on the spot, pounding his feet and chest, and at the same time I also feel bad for wasting a bullet.

After a while, Du He hid the Desert Eagle and left in a swaggering manner, as if this had never happened.

When he came to the furniture factory, he saw Lu Bu hurrying towards him.

"Master, just now I heard an explosion coming from over there, are you alright?" Lu Bu looked at Du He suspiciously.

Du He patted his sleeves: "This young master is just going to take a pee, what can happen."

"But, isn't that too much noise?"

"Oh, when this young master's little brother came out, he accidentally kicked a big tree next to him and broke the big tree. What's the fuss about?" Du He said calmly.

Lu Bu opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Master, is your brother a cannon?"

"……roll……"

"Oh."

……

Just as Du He returned to the room and hid the Desert Eagle and bullets, he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

"Master, it's not good!"

It was Yang Hao's voice.

Du He hurriedly turned around and opened the door, asking, "What happened?"

"Master, Xu Zhengdao is crazy."

"Isn't that kid white-clothed god arrow, Uncle Wang's disciple? Crazy, did he take drugs?" Du He asked curiously.

Yang Hao hurriedly said: "Master, you don't know, that kid can't see women, and he can't listen to them recently. If anyone mentions the word woman in his ear, he will beat them with his hands. That's all, but today Suddenly clamoring for a drink... Didn’t you tell him to quit drinking before, he can only drink a little every day, he was fine before, but today he went crazy, clamoring to beat someone.”

"drink wine……"

Duho suddenly caught a glimpse of the bottle of 60-degree vodka in the corner.

He turned around and took the vodka, and said, "Come on, doesn't he want to drink, my young master will let him drink enough."

After speaking, Du He took Yang Hao and went to the front yard.

His purpose was to let Xu Zhengdao stay and train a group of sharp archers for the furniture factory and Fangfang. Who would have thought that this guy drank for a living all day, and was full of alcohol, so it was impossible for him to do business.

Before entering the yard, Du He heard Xu Zhengdao cursing.

"Du He is a bastard, a lunatic. I am a white-clothed arrow, and my master is Wang Bodang. I only love two things in my life. Good wine and beauties. Now it's good. There is only one left, but he still doesn't let my young master love it." It's really unreasonable to drink to your heart's content!"

"Go and call Du He, I want to fight him one-on-one!"

"That madman, bastard!"

"I blasted his balls..."

In his tone, Xu Zhengdao hated Du He very much.

Before the words finished, Du He walked in.

Xu Zhengdao looked embarrassed.

He hurriedly turned around and asked the people around him: "Just now, which one of you was scolding Du He, get out of here quickly, Du He is my brother, who dares to scold him?"

The performance is quite similar, but it is a little too hard.