When they arrived at the shooting range, the instructor briefly explained to Yun Yi and the other two about the ipscs and then gave each of them a gun.
After explaining the essentials of shooting, he let the two of them try.
Yun Yi picked up the gun very quickly. He could grasp the recoil of the gun very well.
The Taoist cultivation technique that Sister Wang taught him should not be a simple martial art. Yun Yi had already developed a sense of qi after practicing it until now. Now, he could easily lift things that weighed more than a thousand pounds.
The last time he used his palm to split a stone, the stone was easily broken by him, and his hand was not injured at all.
He could jump more than two meters high in one jump. His vision, hearing, and memory were all better than before. Moreover, as time went by, he was still improving…
He even wondered if it was his next stop: Superman."
As for whether it was because of his martial arts or the benefits of transmigration, he did not know.
He did not dwell on this question.
As long as he could get the benefits, he didn't care how he got them.
However, he never told anyone about this, nor did he reveal it in front of others. He practiced it in secret and usually did some simple movements in the garden.
He treated this as his trump card and would not even tell his book friends…
Yun Yi continued to shoot there, and his performance became better and better.
At the beginning, Yun Yi hit the human-shaped target between his eyebrows.
Even Yun Yi had a few shots that went into the holes in the front. It was the legendary combo.
While the instructor was correcting Guan Zhiling's gun holding posture, Yun Yi quickly pressed the button and pulled back the target. He tore the target paper and stuffed it into his pocket.
Yun Yi did not want others to know that he had this ability. He could not come back in the future. If he wanted to play with guns again, he had to go abroad.
Yun Yi changed to a new target paper and deliberately made the bullet comments scattered, like a newbie.
Then, he watched Guan Zhiling shoot at the target.
Guan Zhiling stopped after firing two magazines. She probably didn't like it too much and wanted something new.
"Not playing anymore?"
"Yes, my arm is a little sore. I'm not playing anymore.”
"Let's go to the Smiling Buddha Restaurant to eat tonight. We'll stay in Haojiang tonight.”
"Alright," she said.
Yun Yi and Guan Zhiling arrived at Fulong New Street, which was an old Haojing Street.
The century-old shop,"Buddha's Smile House", opened in 1903, was quietly located here.
The restaurant had white walls and black doors. It didn't look very impressive. When the black wooden door was gently pushed open, the exotic fragrance of the Portuguese dishes would assail one's nose and lungs. Accompanying this fragrance was a legendary story that had lasted for hundreds of years.
"The decoration here is very comfortable.”Guan Zhiling held Yun Yi's hand and walked into the shop together.
"I'll have Shiqi Roasted Pigeon, Portuguese Curry Fried Crab, African Chicken, Sahuli, Grilled Devil Prawns, Portuguese Fried Clam, an oxtail soup, a Portuguese vegetable soup, and a bottle of Port.”
"Can you let Uncle Rong do it personally?"
"Yes, sir."
Uncle Rong was the third-generation owner of the restaurant, and he was very good at cooking.
In her previous life, the company had organized a trip to see Uncle Rong.
At that time, he was already old. Now, he was in his prime and his craftsmanship had just reached perfection.
When the dishes were served, Yun Yi tasted them. They were a little different from the ones he had eaten before. In the past, he felt that they were rich and had a long aftertaste. Now, the taste was even better, but it lacked the aftertaste.
However, they were all delicious.
"How does it taste?"
"Very good. I like it very much, especially when I eat with you.”
Yun Yi affectionately stabbed a piece of squab into Guan Zhiling's mouth. She bit it in one bite and then used her mouth to bite the fork without letting go.
"Naughty!"
After eating in an ambiguous atmosphere, Guan Zhiling held Yun Yi's hand and bathed in the moonlight as she strolled around Haojing Old Street, which was full of Portuguese style…
Unknowingly, he arrived at the entrance of Lisboa. Through the revolving door, he walked into the hotel. The interior was decorated in a golden and luxurious manner. Psychology and Zhouyi were fully reflected in it, and it was full of psychological hints.
"You can't walk in without playing a few rounds.”
"Alright, let's play a few rounds then."
"Guan Zhiling, let's play a few rounds. Jeff, go exchange 200,000 chips.”
When Jeff brought the chips, the four of them split 50,000 each.
Yun Yi found a Blackjack table and sat on it, taking a seat with Guan Zhiling.
A new round began. Yun Yi casually placed 1,000 chips and got two cards, a flower card and a five. According to the probability, the probability of losing was very high. The possibility of winning was not high.
" Surrender." Blackjack surrenders and loses half, which means he loses 500.
Guan Zhiling received two cards with 20 points. She could play.
When the dealer opened the cards, it was 19 points. Guan Zhiling won.
After that, he lost 50,000 yuan for two hours and lost 20,000 yuan.
Guan Zhiling was lucky. She even won 5000 yuan.
According to Yun Yi's abnormal hearing, he should actually be playing baccarat. As long as he practiced a little and became familiar with the sound of the dice, he could hear them.
However, Yun Yi did not have the time to learn this in America. He could only win a little money if he paid a disproportionate amount of money. If he wanted to win a lot of money, he would have to dream on.
The rule of Baccarat was to wait until the dice were rolled, and then the gamblers would start betting. Even if you could hear the number, you would only lose twice the amount if you bet on the big or small.
However, there was a limit to the amount of money that could be bet on the table, and one could not win much at a time. If you wanted to accumulate points, dream on, if you won a few more times, the dealer would change his points.
If you bet first and then leave the hand, the dealer would change the number of points, so how could you win?
People like Gao Jin, who was still worshipped by others, were dreaming. Unless he became a technical director with a boss, he would die in minutes.
Therefore, although Yun Yi had the potential to become a gambling expert, he did not plan to develop in this direction. He would lose back what he had won by gambling sooner or later.
Playing cards was a way to spice up life. A small bet was fun, and it didn't hurt to win or lose.
This was Yun Yi's attitude and understanding of gambling.
When they were done playing, he carried Guan Zhiling upstairs and took a shower together. Then, they started paying the rent.
Yun Yi's income had soared recently and he had to pay more rent. Guan Zhiling's landlord took the opportunity to ask for more rent?
In the end, the rent was paid endlessly. In the end, it only stopped when Yun Yi was tired out…
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