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"Calm down!"
¡°You must stay calm!!¡±
Dis Nida warned himself repeatedly in his heart.
His lips were dry and beads of sweat oozed from his back.
The sea breeze blew by, and there seemed to be a hint of cold murderous aura in the air.
Dis feels like a frog being stared at by a snake.
"Be normal when facing the enemy." Dis said softly to himself.
With the voice, Dis quickly regained his composure and pulled the trigger.
"Dis, there is a big difference between a gunner and a simple warrior. That is that a first-class gunman must maintain a calm mind no matter what the situation is when facing the enemy."
"No matter how angry, excited, sad or scared you are before the fight, when you pick up the gun, you have to exclude all these thoughts. Intense emotions may enable a warrior to lead a great Power, but it will make the shooter fail without exception."
"No matter how good your usual training is, if you can't always stay calm when facing the enemy, then what awaits you"
"There is only one way to die."
This is what Harry said to him. And every word Harry said to him, Dis Nida would imprint it deeply in his mind and treat it as a lifetime treasure.
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His eyes blurred, and bullets hit the empty space. Dis was not surprised by this.
¡°Prediction of action points!¡± Dis said to himself.
Dis¡¯s wrist turned sharply
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"Des, a person who only chases the opponent's figure in front of him to attack will never be a truly first-class shooter."
"Can you hit the center of that fallen leaf and show me?" Harry said to Dis, pointing to a leaf flying in the air.
Dis nodded, held his breath, remained calm, and carefully observed the fallen leaf. When its movement reached the most stable time, Dis fired.
Diss is very confident about this shot. Under Liana's training, his shooting skills were quite accurate.
Unexpectedly, when the bullet arrived, the fallen leaf suddenly lifted up, and the bullet only hit a small part of its edge, instead of hitting its center.
"What happened?" Dis said annoyed. He fired again, aiming at another fallen leaf, but missed. Shot again still missed.
"Thisthis is unexpectedly difficult." Lowering his gun, Dis said distressedly.
Harry smiled and took Dis's gun.
Three shots.
Three fallen leaves.
The projectile passed steadily through the center of three fallen leaves dancing in the wind.
"This this this" Dis was speechless.
"This is the prediction of action point." Harry said with a smile.
"Although the trajectory of fallen leaves flying in the wind seems uncertain, in fact, their patterns are very obvious. As long as you find out the state of the airflow at that second, combined with the volume and shape of the leaves, It's not hard to do that by thinking about the impact on the bullets when they are fired. Then, slowly make it your intuition," Harry said.
"Butbut" Dis felt that it was simply impossible to do this.
"Dis, my teacher Henry Wang is an Easterner. His Eastern name is Wang Yingjie. In Eastern legends, there are two very important stars in the sky. The North Star and the South Pole Star. The North Star controls death, and the South Pole Star controls death. Life. The North Star brings death to humans, while the South Pole Star brings wealth to humans. And the seven shining stars revolving around the North Star are called the Big Dipper."
"My teacher was known as the 'King of the Big Dipper' in the gunfighting community and was also called 'Nothing But Seven'."
"When the teacher fights enemies, there is no need to change guns. In front of the teacher, there is no enemy that can be defeated with seven guns. He does not need any fancy skills at all. But now the teacher's eighth gun can already be the North Star. It can also be the South Pole Star. It can bring life, or it can send people to the underworld. I am still far from reaching the realm of the teacher."
"Before you shoot, you must calculate the opponent's reaction. Your goal is to match the bullet with the opponent's movements."
"Remember, Dis. The most basic and important thing for a first-class gunner is"
¡°Prediction of action points!¡±
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The person opposite Dis now is also a very powerful person just from the perspective of movements. Can be easily avoidedIt is not something ordinary warriors can do to hit people with bullets fired at them.
The figure is erratic
¡°Left side? Wrong!!¡±
¡°It¡¯s the right side!!!¡±
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ~Dis fired the second bullet calmly.
Then, Dis¡¯s hands were empty.
The gun that had just fired two bullets was taken away in an instant.
The pistol was pressed against the forehead of the master, Little Dis.
Dis¡¯s second bullet also failed to hit the target smoothly.
"Hehehe, very good, very good, quite good." The man chuckled as he gently stroked the silk threads scratched by the bullet at the arm of the coat with his left hand.
"but¡¡"
¡°Game over!!!¡±
With that said, the man pulled the trigger
"It's over!"
"Mom, sister"
Dis¡¯s heart skipped a beat and he closed his eyes suddenly.
What hits my ears ista! ~ A soft sound.
¡°Bah!~¡± the man said with a smile.
Dis opened his eyes. Although the man pulled the trigger, no bullet was fired from the gun.
"Haha That's great. What a brave child. He didn't wet his pants when he was scared. Hahahaha Here, as a reward, I will give you a small gift." The man handed his hand to Dis, smiling. said. Dis opened his palms blankly, and flashing bullets landed in Dis Nida's palms. Those were the bullets in Dees' gun.
"Youyou are also a gunman." Dis shouted after finally regaining his normal heartbeat. Apart from Harry Wright, the person in front of him was the second person who could remove the bullet from the gun without Dis noticing.
"Hehehe Not bad. So, kid, why are you running out so late?" Handing the gun back to Dis, the man asked again.
"Are you a subordinate of Jeta Lee?" Dis asked.
"No." The man said.
"Trial, trial of life and death." Dis said. Harry once said that shooters will not make great progress without experiencing life-and-death combat.
"Did the person who taught you how to shoot give you a test?" the man asked.
Diss shook his head.
"I sneaked out. I wanted to improve my level as early as possible." Diess said.
"I don't think so. You are still lacking in many areas. You are not capable of dealing with a joint attack by multiple people. Even if the other party is just an ordinary layman," the man said.
"You are too bold. Although the experience of killing is important, it is even more important to save your own life before you have the corresponding strength. There is no chance to kill tonight. You can just find someone you don't like on the street another day. Let¡¯s kill them and see. But¡¡±
"I can teach you a more important lesson. This lesson may benefit you a lot, or it may make you afraid to hold a gun for the rest of your life. Do you want to give it a try?" the man said lightly.
"II want to be a shooter, I want to try." After thinking about it for a while, Dis said.
"Very good, then come with me." The man said. After saying that, he walked towards the wooden house down the mountain. Without hesitation, Dis followed him
Vomit.
Constant vomiting.
From the moment the man pushed open the door of the wooden house in front of him, Dis had been kneeling on the ground and vomiting.
The broken body.
The expression of unwillingness on the severed head.
Various internal organs rolled onto the floor and scattered around the room.
The smell of blood.
The smell of feces and urine.
The smell of fuel leaking from all over the room.
The scene that appeared in front of Dis's eyes was something Dis had never dreamed of even in the most terrifying nightmare.
"How about it? After seeing this scene in front of you, do you still want to be a gunman? No matter how heroic a person is when he is alive, after death he is just a piece of meat like this. The humble one is not worth mentioning. Let's go. The ending for those who take this path is far less sad than you imagine. I advise you to go back and be an ordinary person. Because that is the most real life." Leaning by the door, he said: The man holding his hands said.
Dis didn¡¯t answer and kept vomiting.
The man shook his head and turned around to leave.
"Thank you," Dis said. He finally stopped vomiting, stood up and said. Because he had just experienced violent vomiting, his voice now soundedHoarse and deep.
"Thank me?" The man stopped in surprise and turned around to ask.
¡°Although it¡¯s a bit intense, I¡¯m still grateful for the lesson you taught me. I won¡¯t give up, I want to¡±
"Become a gunner." Dis said firmly.
The man looked at Dis and was silent for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahahahahahahahahado you want to thank me? Thank you to me, the person who almost ruined your future as a shooter? Hahahahahavery good, in return, I want to"
"I will introduce you to one of my best partners."
After saying that, a gun appeared in the man's hand.
The dark gun.
It¡¯s as black as the wings of a devil.
Even under the bright silver crystal chandelier, there was no luster.
Diss did not underestimate this gun at all. This ordinary gun, which looked like a piece of black iron, had an indescribable fatal attraction for him. It was as if he could hear the gun calling to him, tempting.
Slowly reaching out his hand, Dis Nida's hand grasped the handle of the gun. A small spike on the inner edge of the gun handle pierced Dis's palm, and blood seeped out, which was sucked away by the gun in an instant.
?Darkness.
? Endless darkness.
Someone is crying in the endless darkness.
There was the sound of liquid dripping in the darkness.
At that time, there was the sound of blood dripping from the body of the dying person.
In the endless darkness, gunshots and groans echoed in Dis's mind.
When Dis Nida¡¯s hand held the gun.
His spirit has been drawn away into the endless darkness
"Is it still too early?"
Looking at Dis, whose pupils were gradually losing focus, the man used a lighter to light a cigarette in his mouth and murmured to himself.
"What a pity. With this child's talent and mental strength, he still can't inherit this dark demon gun?" The man said with a slight regret as he blew smoke rings into the sky.
"If he can't get through this hurdle, he will never have the chance to be a shooter again."
And as soon as the man finished speaking, the gun in Dis's hand suddenly sounded with Dis's heartbeat.
¡°One sound¡two sounds¡three sounds¡
The ringing tone became more and more passionate, like a symphony with beautiful melody.
With a smile, the man seemed to have heard the most beautiful music in the world. He closed his eyes slightly, raised his head, and beat time with the sound with his hands.
When the sound reached the sixtieth ring, Dis Nida opened his eyes and pulled the trigger.
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Like the last note in a symphony.
A dark red bullet shot out from the gun in Dis's hand and disappeared into the darkness in the distance.
"I'm so tired," Dis said. As the bullet was fired, Dis felt as if some of his energy was being pulled out of his body.
"That's because you just established a connection with this gun and you missed the bullet. The bullets of this gun can be said to be infinite, but it can also be said to be very limited." The man took the gun. Si held the gun in his hand and said with a smile. Although his voice was calm, there was an unconcealable excitement.
"This gun feels great to me. What's its name?" Dis asked. He could feel the extraordinary quality of the gun in his hand just now.
"You don't need to know its name yet. However, if one day you feel its call or see it in someone else's hand, don't hesitate to take it back. Because"
"Its next partner and owner will be you"
"Dis. Nida." The man said.
After saying that, the man turned around and left.
"Wait a minutewhy do you know my name. And you"
"What do you call it?" Dis chased and asked.
"Hehehe I have a close relationship with the person who taught you marksmanship. We are life and death friends. As for my name, my full name is"
"Jonathan Jack Ryan Galliovan."
"My ancestor was the king of an empire two thousand years ago, hahaha" He raised his arm and threw the cigarette in his hand backwards, the man laughed.
With a little orange-red firelight in the darkness, the cigarette slid in a graceful arc and landed on the roof of the wooden house covered in fuel.
The flames are flying.
???????????????????????????On the red coat of the man who left quickly.
There seemed to be a fire burning on his back.
Like a red lotus.
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