The next day.
Yang Chen woke up in the most luxurious hotel room in Yun City with a mixed-blood beauty lying beside him.
After rebuilding his body, the first thing he had to do was to use it.
Hmm…
Yang Chen was not a rigid person. After experiencing life and death, he needed some exercise to help him sleep.
With its exaggerated appearance, the Mansory6X6 was indeed a tool for picking up girls.
This was how the mixed-blood beauty was attracted to the bed.
As for Du Weifeng, Yang Chen didn't really care.
Just a passer-by.
Yang Chen got up and did not wake up the mixed-blood beauty who had fainted from exhaustion.
After putting on her clothes and washing up, she left the hotel quietly.
He was driving an off-road vehicle that was nearly six meters long.
On the road, it was even more eye-catching than a poison car.
After all, most people were still interested in things that were ridiculously big.
……
Yang Chen's destination was the Shooting Club.
He had booked today's training time in advance.
He wanted to test and train his spear technique.
Consolidating his basic skills in advance.
Although the tycoon was his main force, he couldn't possibly not know how to shoot when he was in danger.
The flashy SUV stopped in the parking lot of the training base.
A receptionist who was in charge of receiving him led him into the training ground.
The event he chose was to experience shooting with real guns.
This was also the so-called 'playing it all one'.
This club was the only one in Zhejiang Province with a gun license.
Experience courses were very expensive.
To be able to open such a shooting club in the city, the fees would naturally not be cheap.
Yang Chen got the opportunity to train by applying for a membership card worth 300,000 yuan.
300,000 yuan to buy a high-end membership card actually only cost 100,000 yuan because there was a daily discount.
In addition to the daily returns.
He even earned 300,000 yuan.
The 100,000 yuan capital was his family property.
It was also the 'liquid cash' that he could control.
He had originally planned to give the money to his family after he left.
Therefore, he had kept it in his bank card.
There was no need to keep it now.
Because there was plenty of money.
……
"Hello, Mr. Yang. I'm your coach today. My name is Fei Yong.”
After entering the training hall, a strong man with short hair introduced himself.
"Yang Chen."
Yang Chen nodded politely in response.
"Mr. Yang, is this your first time holding a gun?”
"If it's a real gun, it's only once."
Fei Yong asked a few basic questions, such as whether he was good at using his left hand or right hand, what kind of gun he preferred, and so on.
"Let's start with the simplest 54 pistol. This is the lightest and most common type of pistol. For a novice, it's the first stage of getting used to guns.”
Yang Chen did not retort and obediently followed Fei Yong's plan to train.
As soon as he started shooting, Yang Chen felt a sense of familiarity.
When he focused on the target, he could actually see the patterns on the target clearly.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
All three shots had ten rings.
It was probably because his spiritual power was relatively high.
Yang Chen guessed.
He was relatively calm. He had long felt that he was very focused.
However, Fei Yong could not remain calm.
"Is this really your first time touching a gun?"
Yang Chen shrugged." Yes, I said that it was the first time I used a real gun, but I didn't say that I've never used a fake gun before.”
In fact, he had never even touched a fake gun.
This was just an excuse. In any case, it could be explained.
However, Fei Yong still felt that people who had used fake guns might not be able to use real guns well.
However, Fei Yong thought about it again and remembered that Mr. Yang was a person who drove a luxury car worth tens of millions and was a distinguished VIP user with 100,000 yuan.
It was very likely that they were using real guns, but it was not convenient to say.
After all, the country prohibited the possession of firearms.
"Then let's try other gun models. Let's try this UZI first.”
"Stain?"
"Hmm?"
"Eternal God."
“……”
All in all, Yang Chen spent the entire afternoon changing his weapon to get the feel of it.
He even tried out a nostalgic version of the Thomas submachine gun.
In the end, he still felt that the Desert Eagle was more suitable for him.
"Try moving the target?"
Fei Yong suggested when the match was about to end.
"Alright, let's give it a try."
Practicing design on the training grounds in China was usually done with fixed targets.
This was because no one really came to this club to practice their spear techniques. Most of them were just hobbies.
However, in a real battle, one had to practice moving targets.
Coincidentally, there was a moving target field in this top club.
This time, in the moving target area, the number of times he hit the tenth ring was much less.
"One more time."
He switched to a new target.
The second shot clearly had a few more ten-circle targets than the first.
The third time was also more than the last time.
"The speed of improvement is too fast."
Fei Yong, who was watching from the side, had a look of amazement.
He had retired from the special forces and had been a combat trainer, a shooting training room, and had secretly trained many private mercenaries.
He had seen many shooting geniuses.
However, this was the first time he had improved so quickly.
"It's a pity that you're not a mercenary. If you were a mercenary, you would definitely be a soldier king.”
Fei Yong said to Yang Chen after the training.
Yang Chen rubbed his chin and asked with a smile,""What do mercenaries do?"
"I'm doing a mission." Fei Yong answered subconsciously.
"What mission?" Yang Chen continued to ask.
"Usually, they're there to protect hostages or complete special combat missions.”
"To put it simply, mercenaries do it for money.”Yang Chen explained.
"Not necessarily. There are also some who do it for excitement.”Fei Yong retorted.
Yang Chen smiled and patted Fei Yong's shoulder."That's why I said that I have money and an exciting life now. Why should I be a soldier king? Isn't it good to be a behind-the-scenes tycoon?"
Fei Yong was stunned and said a little awkwardly,"That's right. I'm the one who's narrow-minded. In my eyes, the Soldier King is my goal, but my talent is limited.”
"I heard that your fighting skills are also very good.”
Fei Yong nodded without the slightest bit of modesty.
At least in Yun City, his fighting skills were the best.
"Then are you willing to be my personal coach? I'll give you the highest price on the market.”
Fei Yong thought for a moment and said,"The best combat trainer in the nine provinces is Mike Winston. He's known for being 10,000 yuan an hour, but there's no price in the market."”
In other words, he was very expensive.
"Yeah, you can name the price. I only want the effect. But how are you compared to him?" Yang Chen said indifferently.”
"50 - 50."
Yang Chen was speechless.
In the end, Fei Yong still agreed.
After all, Yang Chen had given too much.
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