Chapter 676 Your Level Is Really Not as Good as Mine!
Ma Feng didn't turn into a soft-footed shrimp because the gun in his hand was gone, but he had to re-examine Su Ke again. He didn't look young, and it was reported that he was still in his third year of high school.
The figure looks relatively thin, but the fist that this kid hit on his wrist just now was very powerful, indicating that he has a strong explosive power. Likewise, he is fast and agile. Regarding his physical quality, his buddy Liu Yifei was quite the same at that time. I mentioned it, but why didn't I take it to heart!
Adjusting his emotions, trying to calm himself down as much as possible, slowly relaxing his body, tilting his head and squinting his eyes, Ma Feng decided that Su Ke did not dare to shoot.
"Su Ke! Put down the gun too!" Wan Qihong finally passed the first wave of crisis after seeing Su Ke grabbing the gun, but she was afraid that Su Ke would really do something because of a moment's anger. What happened, quickly reached out and tugged at his sympathy.
"The stability of holding a gun in the air with one arm is slightly less stable, but it is not difficult to grasp the essentials. The legs are separated, and they land on the ground in an outer eight shape. The width is slightly wider than the shoulders. It's about a 70-degree angle!" Ma Feng said suddenly, and even gave Su Ke a lesson, and the disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth never retreated.
Seeing that Su Ke and Wan Qihong both looked at him, they suddenly stuck out their tongues and touched their lips. If this action was placed on a woman, it would be very tempting, but Ma Feng's appearance gave people an addictive feeling. Blood madness.
"The weight of the body is supported on both feet, the tiger's mouth is aligned behind the gun handle, the palm, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger work together to hold the grip, the first joint of the index finger is buckled on the trigger, the second and third joints are left with the gun body, and the thumb is close to the gun. Keep your left side steady."
"Align the sight, point to the center of the lower edge of the target, focus on aligning the gap and the sight, when the sight line is close to the aiming point, pre-press the trigger backward, of course, when you are sure that you have aimed, then shoot!"
A set of theories is straightforward. Although Su Ke doesn't understand and can't tell the truth from the fake, he looks really powerful, but this kid's attitude is obviously too arrogant, and he even instructs his opponent how to shoot correctly. Suk's majesty.
"Su Ke, put down the gun quickly!" Wan Qihong saw Su Ke looking very interested, the gun in her hand still pointed steadily at Ma Feng, and she was anxious, really afraid that this kid would miss the gun.
"It's okay, I'll shoot!" Su Ke grinned at Wan Qihong, showing a mouth full of small white teeth, completely harmless to humans and animals, holding a gun in his right hand, and focused his attention on Ma Feng again.
"Just now you said: the legs are separated, and they land on the ground in an outer eight shape, slightly wider than the shoulders, the upper body is kept straight, the left hand hangs down with the arm, and the front of the body is about 70 degrees to the target person."
"The weight of the body is supported on both feet, the tiger's mouth is aligned behind the gun handle, the palm, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger work together to hold the grip, the first joint of the index finger is buckled on the trigger, the second and third joints are left with the gun body, and the thumb is close to the gun. Keep your left side steady."
"Align the sight, point to the center of the lower edge of the target, focus on aligning the notch and the sight, when the sight line is close to the aiming point, pre-press the trigger backward, of course, when I am sure that I have aimed, then I can shoot! "
Su Ke actually repeated Ma Feng's previous words without a word. Such a memory can be called heaven defying, and Ma Feng couldn't help but look at Su Ke a few more times in his heart.
Without warning, the entire hall instantly entered a state of dead silence. No one spoke, no one moved, and they all stood still like statues.
Everyone's heartbeat is speeding up silently, and their breathing is short. Su Ke's words just now gave everyone a bad feeling. Wan Qihong bit her lower lip tightly, her face tensed. Look at Suk.
Su Ke's hand holding the gun was very steady, without the slightest shaking. He could even feel that he was very relaxed from his steady breathing. The expression on his face was calm, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he looked at Ma Feng with a playful look in his eyes.
Second by second, this kind of nervousness spread, making people more and more uneasy. Everyone looked at Su Ke, held their breath subconsciously, and opened their eyes.
Ma Feng was already in a cold sweat before he knew it. Looking at Su Ke's playful smile, a chill suddenly appeared in his heart. He suddenly felt that Su Ke was very dangerous.
"Bang!"
The black gun-style pistol, the muzzle suddenly swayed, the sound rang, everyone's mood was followed by surprise, Ma Feng even had a moment of regret just now, he should not be so impulsive.
If he spoke well, maybe that Suker wouldn't shoot at all, but now---if he died, how could he be worthy of his family, he was carrying the family's hope, he should have made great plans, how could he die in a nobody In your hands, even if you die, you should maintain the integrity of the country's sovereign territory and fight against those separatist forces abroad?
How could I just die so inexplicably, worthless, like a little ant.
"Fuck!" Ma Feng thought about it in his mind, and even recalled a lot of times he had forgotten. At this time, he suddenly realized that he was not shot at all, and even that Su Ke didn't fucking shoot. Just now That muffled sound turned out to be an analog sound coming from his mouth.
"Don't move!" Su Ke saw that Ma Feng was obviously startled just now, but after reacting, he actually wanted to rush towards him, and quickly reminded him: "I was warming up just now, don't worry, the second shot will be soon coming!"
"Su Ke! Stop making trouble~!" Wan Qihong almost fainted nervously just now. If Ma Feng was shot and died, the military world of the whole country would be turbulent. The third-generation core character of the Ma family, from After he was born, he shouldered the mission of continuing the glory of the family. If something happened to him, even if the Ma family stabbed a hole in the sky, it would be turned upside down.
"Okay, stop making trouble!" After Su Ke said this, Wan Qihong was relieved immediately.
"Ma Feng, right!" This is the first time Su Ke officially called out Ma Feng's name: "Don't take out the gun casually next time, it's very dangerous, you may lose your life at any time! I'm true I don't want to hurt your confidence, but I have a temperament that can't hold back. I told you not to be angry! Your level of playing with guns is really not as good as mine!"
Before Su Ke's voice fell, the hand holding the gun suddenly retracted. This action made Wan Qihong, who had been relieved just now, panic again. She watched Su Ke's index finger on the trigger swayed, and the gun body spun instantly, followed closely. He raised his left arm, which had been hanging down naturally, and his two hands moved flexibly like an afterimage.