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"Ding Dong, welcome to Situ Dongfang Office."

After dealing with the matter of [White-faced Jade Fox], Handong City also recovered. In the next half month, the Law Enforcement Bureau also entered a tense and exciting sideline life, and Wang Yang also started the hard work of 996 tomorrow. Hit the worker's life.

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At this moment, Wang Yang is undergoing intense and exciting training in the underground shooting room.

As a hot weapon, the gun has very little effect on high-level mythical creatures or supernatural beings, but for low-level mythical creatures and supernatural beings, guns are sometimes more powerful than divine gifts and cold weapons. Useful a lot.

Therefore, shooting is also a compulsory course for every law enforcement officer.

"Put your chest up and hold your belly in!"

"Eyes, crosshairs, bullseye, three points and one line."

Bear Zhao Tiezhu is teaching Wang Yang carefully, helping him adjust his shooting posture hand in hand.

"Okay, shoot."

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Three shots were fired, and the huge recoil caused Wang Yang to be shocked back a few steps.

The artificial mentally handicapped robot on the opposite side also started reporting targets.

"Target No. [-]... missed the target."

"No. [-] target... also missed the target (゜ロ゜)"

"No. [-] target... still missed! (○?e?○)"

"All three shots missed the target! ~(￣▽￣～)~"

Wang Yang: "..."

You are artificially retarded!

If you miss the target, you will miss the target. Do you need to emphasize it again?

Isn't this Nima bullying honest people?

Zhao Tiezhu was stunned.

This kid is really talented!

The gun has been fired for almost a morning, and the target has not been changed once.

However, although Zhao Tiezhu thought so, he did not blame Wang Yang, but continued to teach him carefully.

After all, for things like shooting, you still need to train slowly, and you will definitely not be able to eat hot tofu if you are impatient.

"Shooting, you must master the essentials. Now it's just pure training, and the method is relatively simple. If it is in actual combat, you need to consider more factors that affect the trajectory, such as wind direction, altitude...even the humidity of the air.

Well, you are just getting started, so I won't tell you more, you have to practice target shooting first. "

"Okay!" Wang Yang nodded heavily. For him, shooting a target is not an easy task.

"Take a deep breath."

"Breathe!"

"Exhale!"

"Adjust the tempo."

"Puff...breath...breath...breath...breath..."

"puff!"

Wang Yang only felt his dantian sink, and a warm current pierced his hips, making his body feel light.

He covered his buttocks with his hands, and said with some embarrassment.

"Brother Bear, I'm sorry, there's a leak."

"fine."

People have three urgencies, farting is also human nature, Zhao Tiezhu didn't say much.

However, he shrugged his nose and suddenly smelled a very strange breath.

"?('?д?')? Ugh... uh uh!"

Zhao Tiezhu almost vomited out the day's overnight meal.

At this moment, he only felt that this smell rushed straight to the sky.

So over the top!

It's so sour, I can't believe it!

"You've been eating poop on a horse, farts are so stinky."

Wang Yang: "~(￣▽￣～)"

Since the shooting room is located in an underground square, the air cannot circulate, so naturally Wang Yang's "poisonous gas" cannot be quickly discharged in a short time, and can only stay in the room.

After enduring it for a long time, Zhao Tiezhu, who was so smoked that his veins bulged and burst into tears, finally continued to speak.

"Wang Yang, did you eat sauerkraut this morning?"

"Damn! Brother Xiong, how do you know? I ate two sauerkraut and white meat buns today."

"Nonsense, your fart smells like sauerkraut!"

Wang Yang: "~(￣▽￣～)~"

Zhao Tiezhu turned on the air purifier with some helplessness, and said to Wang Yangweng beside him.

"Okay, just watch and fight yourself! Follow what I just taught you."

"it is good!"

Wang Yang began to hold his breath, stare at the bull's-eye, and pull the trigger.

"boom!"

"First shot, miss!"

"boom!"

"The second shot, still missed the target!"

Wang Yang ignored the interference of the intelligent robot's target announcement, and began to focus on the front.

At this moment, he only has the target in his eyes and the gun in his hand.

This is the oneness of man and gun!

With the movement of Wang Yang's index finger, the trigger was also pulled.

"boom!"

The bullets were fired quickly from the barrel, forming a perfect arc and flying towards the target.

"bingo!"

Hearing this, Wang Yang happily threw the pistol aside, and began to spin around excitedly.

Unexpectedly, the robot went on to say:

"Hit it! Hit it... hit me on the head!"

It turned out that Wang Yang had been hit by the shot just now, but it hit the robot between the eyebrows and directly disabled him.

At this moment, the body of the robot began to sway uncontrollably, and it kept making electric current sounds of "嗞嗞嗞".

After all, for this kind of intelligent bionic robot, the head is the center of the body, and if the head is injured, the body will also have problems.

"Revenge, it's definitely revenge, I protest!"

"{{|└(>o< )┘|}}"

After the robot finished speaking, sparks and lightning began to appear on its head, as if it had completed its final mission and was completely scrapped.

Zhao Tiezhu was stunned, this kid shot all morning, failed to knock out a target, and even killed the robot!

"It's alright, alright, Wang Yang, shooting is also something that requires talent, so put your gun there! That's all for today's training, take a good rest."

If you continue to fight like this, this kid might really be able to shoot

After Wang Yang put down the gun, he came to Zhao Tiezhu's side in a hurry, licked his face and asked:

"Brother Xiong, what do you think...how about my shooting talent?"

Hearing this, Zhao Tiezhu was a little anxious:

"Talent? Just you...you have the talent of an egg!"

……

"Bang!"

The special soundproof iron door of the shooting room was opened, Han Yuchun walked in and said to Wang Yang.

"Stinky boy, there is a beautiful and rich woman outside who wants to do emotional counseling. I can't handle him alone. Come out and help me."

Wang Yang, who doesn't want to train, naturally wishes for it:

"Brother Chun! You are too polite, whether you want to help or not, your business is my business!"

Beautiful rich woman, then I'm welcome!

After Wang Yang finished speaking, he rushed out of the shooting training room without giving Zhao Tiezhu a chance to stop him.

Just when Han Yuchun was about to close the soundproof iron door of the shooting room and go out, he suddenly shrugged his nose.

As if smelling something, he said to Zhao Tiezhu with a serious face.

"Why is there a faint fragrance of sauerkraut... Tie Zhu, don't steal it in the training room next time.

Eat alone, fart! Don't call me next time you eat delicious food, be careful of hemorrhoids. "

After speaking, he slammed the door and walked out.

Zhao Tiezhu: "..."

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