Inferior by Nature

Jin Chenyu likes guns, and there is an indoor shooting range on the island for him to practice guns.Although it is also open to the outside world, most of the people who go to the island go to the entertainment city, and there are not many people who travel all the way here to practice guns. Over time, this shooting range has become a leisure and entertainment place for the group's internal personnel.

After I finished class that day, Ran Qingzhuang called and asked Mochi to take me directly to the shooting range.

"Brother Yao has always liked to go to the shooting range. He went there almost after a break. His marksmanship is very accurate. None of the brothers can beat him. He is simply a sharpshooter. Before the eldest son did not believe in evil, he had a competition with him, and he lost miserably. He was so angry that he dropped his earphones." Mochi laughed loudly after speaking.

Turning around a tree-lined area, several connected single-story brown buildings appeared in front of them. The appearance was ordinary, and there were only two or three cars in the parking lot. No gunshots were heard until entering the gate, and the sound insulation was excellent.

Mochi said he would send me in, so I let him go back, and the staff led him in.

Passing through the tightly closed target rooms, one or two muffled gunshots could be heard occasionally from inside. Although the appearance is deserted, it seems that there is still some business inside.

"This is it." The staff took me to a door and opened it for me.

A gunshot sounded like thunder, which made my ears buzz.Ran Qingzhuang put down the gun, took a step back, and looked at the results on the monitor above.I caught a glimpse of someone coming at the door, pulled down the noise-cancelling earphones, looked over, waved to me, and beckoned me to come over.

"Why did you ask me to come here?" I stared at the gun in his hand, with some curiosity and some instinctive fear.

When I was a little boy, I also had one or two toys of plastic guns and wooden guns.I always like to use them to play police and robber games of "shooting" each other with my dad, using sofas and wardrobes as cover, making all kinds of beeping, beeping, beeping sound effects, and finally my dad is "shot dead" as an ending.

After I started practicing the piano, these toys gradually disappeared, and then my father died, and no one played with me anymore.

"Teach you how to shoot a gun." Ran Qingzhuang turned the gun upside down in his hand and handed it to me.

I flinched, knowing in my heart that it was not a dangerous item that would explode when I touched it, but various exaggerated imaginations inevitably appeared in my mind, playing the scene of it exploding in my hand over and over again.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Ran Qingzhuang impatiently put the gun in my hand, then walked around behind me, held my hand, and taught me how to adjust my posture.

"Why are you shaking?" He circled me, and he could clearly sense my body's reaction.

"A little..." I licked my dry lips and said honestly, "A little scared."

I'm just a normal guy, a normal guy who's only seen real guys like this in movies and TV shows.

"Don't be afraid." Ran Qingzhuang raised my hand to help me aim at the pedestrian target ahead, then took another pair of earphones from the side and put them on for me, "I'm here."

The word "in" caught my ears, and I couldn't hear anything after that.

Maybe not all of them, the earphones block out all the noise and only amplify the heartbeat.Being hugged by Ran Qingzhuang, held by him, and under his instruction, the safety was released and the trigger was pulled. The whole process was a process in which the heartbeat gradually accelerated and became noisy.It was like someone was beating drums with two sledgehammers in my ears, so loud that I couldn't even hear the gunshots.

The recoil caused me to slam back into the arms behind me. Ran Qingzhuang grabbed my waist with one hand, fixed me, and fired several more shots until my hands were numb from the shock before letting go.

He took the gun from me, unloaded the magazine, said something.I looked at him blankly, and it wasn't until he frowned that he remembered that he hadn't taken off his headphones.

I hurriedly took off the earphones, embarrassedly said: "You...you say it again."

Ran Qingzhuang didn't say a word, and silently demonstrated a series of operations on how to insert the bullets into the magazine, how to return the magazine to its position, and how to load it.

"Pulet 92f, accurate shooting, fast aiming, more suitable for a novice like you." While speaking, he disassembled the magazine again, and threw the bullets into the copper basin beside him.

The basin wasn't too big, but it contained at least thirty or forty bullets, and when one was thrown in, there was a crisp "pop" sound.

After clearing the bullets, he put the magazine back into the gun again, and handed it to me: "You come."

what?

Is that just now?

I fumbled a bit awkwardly around the silver body of the gun, looking for the correct way to eject the magazine.Ran Qingzhuang stared at me covetously, seeing that I hadn't gotten the hang of it for a long time, his expression became subtle.

As soon as he was subtle, I became anxious, and when I was anxious, my hands slipped and I almost dropped the gun.After finally unloading the magazine, my forehead was sweating.

"Is that so?" I spread out my hands and showed him the two parts of the gun.

He looked slightly relaxed, nodded, and asked me to continue.I had no choice but to bite the bullet and count the bullets into the magazine one by one, and then put them back into the handle like him.

I seem to go back to when I was a child, every time I went to the cello class, I had to play the piece she assigned last time in front of the teacher with trepidation. If I made a mistake or did not play it well, I would be criticized by her Count down.

I always felt that my cello teacher was impatient and too strict, not suitable for being a teacher, but Ran Qingzhuang was even worse than that.

"You do it yourself this time." Ran Qingzhuang pressed the red button on the wall, and the next second the pedestrian target in the distance moved and replaced with a new one.

I have only been in this room for less than 10 minutes, and he actually wants me to shoot myself, which is nothing more than backfire.

With legs shoulder-width apart, I put my headset back on, raised my arms, and aimed straight ahead.

The safety has been opened, but the trigger still can't be pulled. I glanced at Ran Qingzhuang beside me. He had a sullen face, didn't say a word, didn't call to stop, and didn't urge.

I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger. Because I was too nervous, the gun slipped out of my fingers and fell to the ground in front of me.

I stared blankly at the gun, took off my earphones, and my first reaction was to look at Ran Qingzhuang, anxious to explain to him that I didn't do it on purpose.

Ran Qingzhuang didn't intend to listen to my explanation, and ordered directly: "Pick it up."

I didn't dare to delay for a second, so I quickly picked up the gun and aimed at it to shoot two shots in a row.

The huge gunshot hit the eardrum, and I realized that I forgot to put on the earphones.

Covering his buzzing ears, he caught a glimpse of Ran Qingzhuang approaching aggressively from the corner of his eye.I was so overwhelmed that I almost dropped my gun and ran away.

Holding my gun hand with one hand and raising it so that the muzzle of the gun is pointed at another place, and grabbing the back of my neck with the other hand, Ran Qingzhuang roughly controlled my vitals and pressed forward.

"Ji Ning, you have to learn it." He said, "I don't care what method you use, but you have to learn it today, understand?"

Feeling the pressure of the back of my neck on the bone, I nodded hastily, assuring him that I would never make another mistake.

Enough deterrence, he changed from strong to weak, relaxed his strength, kneaded the flesh of my neck, looked up at the display screen and said: "I hope you can hit at least half of the remaining bullets on the target."

I looked over and saw that the target was clean, without a single bullet hole. Obviously, I missed the target in the first few rounds.

I secretly felt ashamed and embarrassed in my heart.In the past 20 years, apart from plucking the strings, the most lethal weapon I have held in my hand is a kitchen knife. It is really difficult for me to adapt to such a high-end thermal weapon suddenly.

But I didn't dare to resist, ever since I knew I couldn't leave, Ran Qingzhuang was very anxious, visibly irritable.

Compared to him, I am pretty good myself, but I accepted the reality in a very short time, and I also spent one night writing three suicide notes, and set them to be sent regularly after seven days.

If I am still alive after seven days, I can cancel the sending and schedule another seven days, but if unfortunately I die within these seven days, they will be sent to Nanxian according to the email address set in advance.

Three suicide notes, one for him, and the other two for my mother and little sister.It contains detailed information about my physical condition and bank card password. I hope they can live a good life after my death and don't make me worry.

Putting on the earphones, the world became quiet again. Taking a deep breath, I tried to keep aiming forward as smoothly as possible and pull the trigger. Every time I fired a bullet, I would slightly adjust the balance due to the recoil offset until the chamber popped out and the bullets were used up.

Nervously looking at the results on the screen, it was horrible. Only one or two of the ten shots hit the body, and the rest went where they didn't know.

"Are you still practicing?" I turned my head and asked Ran Qingzhuang cautiously, and Jin Yuanbao's expression when he asked me flashed in my mind.Never imagined, I also have today.

"I don't say stop, you don't stop." He looked as if his eyes were irritated by my grades, and he looked away without looking at it for a second.

I had to obediently reload and aim again.

He leaned over, adjusted my arms, kicked the distance between my legs, stroked the back pillow to the back of the neck with his palm, kneaded it twice, and then backed away.

His heart was beating violently, and he started to make noise again, his throat was thirsty, and he really wanted to drink something.

The bullets were exhausted, and the results were better this time, at least half of them were able to hit the target.

I asked for an intermission, and ran to the water dispenser by the wall to pour myself a glass of water, but my hands were shaking so badly that the water almost spilled out.

I stared at my trembling right hand in astonishment, but had no choice but to switch to the other hand to hold the cup.

"Come here and sit down." Ran Qingzhuang noticed my strangeness and asked me to sit on the leather sofa for rest.

I sat down with water, he held my right hand, knelt in front of me on one knee, and massaged my muscles a little bit from the wrist.

"Maybe I'm too nervous, my muscles have a little spasm..." I made excuses for myself.

The position of the tiger's mouth was rubbed red, when Ran Qingzhuang pressed on that place, he would put very light force on it.

"Is it my fault?" His eyes raised slightly, they didn't stay on my face for long, and then fell back to my hands.

The hand holding the paper cup tightened, and I shook my head: "I know your intentions, and you also want me to be able to protect myself."

Ran Qingzhuang snorted, and said: "No, I'm talking about the whole thing. Without me, you don't need to be trapped here, don't you blame me?"

He happened to press my palm, and as soon as I retracted my fingers, I held him tightly.

"Everything is voluntary by me, you don't have to worry about it. I am very happy to meet you again." I smiled at him and said, "You don't know... I am so grateful to God."

Ran Qingzhuang looked at me, without saying a word for a long time, just tightened his fingers, and firmly held my hand into his palm.

"Ji Ning..." The corners of his lips curled up, revealing a little smile, "You've always liked me, haven't you?"