Chapter 373 Catching Bullets

"Which one should I try first?"

"Is it all right?" Wang Yao asked.

"Of course." Chen Ying said with a smile.

"Well, let me take a look first."

Wang Yao stretched out his hand to feel for guns and sharp weapons.

"Shall I try a pistol first?" Wang Yao picked up a pistol.

"Okay, that's a steel target." Chen Ying pointed to the target in the distance, "It's fifty meters away."

"Is it a bit far?"

"Not far, I can see clearly."

"Then try." The accompanying officer smiled.

He is an expert at using guns. Looking at Wang Yao's movements with the gun, he knew that the opponent must be a layman. It is not bad for such a person to be able to hit at such a distance. Basically, he is relying on it.

Fifty meters seems to be very close, but it is actually far away.

In Wang Yao's line of sight, the steel target could be seen clearly, and he could even see the impact point on it.

try

His hand on the gun was steady.

Load it, pull the trigger.

Da, a gunshot.

With a bang, it hit the steel target.

bingo? !

coincide?

Da, another shot, and then, the bullet hit the steel target.

"Again?!"

Coincidence once, or twice?

The two looked at Wang Yao with different expressions.

"Maybe it's been practiced before."

To shoot a gun, to put it bluntly, you can see it accurately, hold it steady, and practice it for many years.

What is a sharpshooter, talent, plus a box of bullets.

Da, the third shot, the bullet hit the steel target accurately.

"Have you practiced before?" Chen Ying couldn't help asking.

"No." Wang Yao smiled and shook his head.

keep shooting,

The bullet fired, and it tore through the air, expanding and burning.

hiss, hoo,

Wang Yao connected his own breath with the breath between heaven and earth, and then felt the momentary change. The time was very short, but he felt the bullets shuttle in the air. He didn't see it, but felt it. This feeling is very special strangeness.

"I feel it!" he said softly.

"what did you say?"

"fine."

Wang Yao put down the pistol and picked up an automatic rifle.

"Shall I try this again?"

"it is good."

The distance of the steel target was adjusted to a hundred meters away.

Wang Yao held the gun very steady, and he could still see the steel target 100 meters away very clearly. At this time, Wang Yao's eyes were almost as effective as a telescope.

Da da, the two bursts of bursts still fell on the steel target, and the rifle didn't show any beating at all.

"It's so stable!" The officer on the side sighed.

"Quick, faster than before!"

This is Wang Yao's feeling.

can still be caught.

"Does this mean that I can dodge bullets!?" Wang Yao suddenly had such an idea.

Then he tried the guns one by one, first to realize his dream, and second, and most importantly, to try to capture the trajectory of the bullet in the air.

"Five meters, no, even closer."

"Who is this person?" The officer on the side asked Chen Ying.

"One, doctor."

"What, doctor, are you sure?!"

What do doctors do? They prescribe medicines and treat patients, and they are good at operating with knives, but I have never heard of a doctor who is so accurate with his pistol and rifle.

"Really," Chen Ying was also very curious.

During the whole morning, Wang Yao was very happy, he had a new discovery, a new possibility.

"Your marksmanship is great!" Chen Ying exclaimed after coming out from there.

"Sniper skills, hehe, I have never used a gun except for firing a few bullets during military training at the university!" Wang Yao said.

"real?"

"of course it's true."

"I'm very happy today, I invite you to dinner."

"Ah?" Wang Yao's sudden words made Chen Ying very puzzled, "Are you happy?"

Wang Yao smiled, he felt that he was going to go one step further.

He could feel the breath between heaven and earth, the air around him, Chen Ying's breath, his steps, and the swing of his arms, without looking or listening.

breath,

"Very good." Wang Yao opened his hands, as if he caught something.

"What do you want for lunch, I invite you."

"Well, whatever."

They chose a very ordinary home-cooked restaurant and had lunch. They didn't seem to have much sincerity, but in fact the food in that restaurant tasted pretty good, and Chen Ying enjoyed it very much.

At this time, in a guild hall in the capital.

"Zhenghe, haven't you made an appointment yet?"

"No, his sex is a bit withdrawn."

"Hehe, there are very few people you can't handle."

"Let me ask again. The situation is special, so it's not good to make it too stiff."

"Well, I'm waiting for your good news."

Everyone has their own small circle. In the capital, this situation is even more special, because there are almost the most powerful people in the whole country.

Guo Zhenghe also has his own circle, which is basically people who are similar to himself. People in the family generally work in government departments, and their positions are not low. Their descendants of the same age naturally form a circle.

"Wang Yao!"

He was not in a good mood when he came out of the hall.

"What the hell are you thinking?!"

In the afternoon, Wang Yao called Chen Boyuan and made an appointment.

Chen Boyuan took his father-in-law directly to the small courtyard where he was. The old man looked very good, but the most important thing was that he was kidnapped this time.

"Thank you so much, Dr. Wang." He expressed his gratitude to Wang Yao during the opinion interview.

"You are too kind."

He didn't say too many polite words. He checked his body for the old man. The condition is good and he is recovering very well. The blocked meridians in the waist have been dredged. During the massage, he treated his legs and waist, and this time he used a small amount of "inner breath" as an aid as usual.

After it was over, the old man felt very good, his legs were warm, as if soaking in a hot spring, very comfortable.

Not long after Chen Boyuan and his father-in-law left, Guo Zhenghe came over with a bottle of wine.

At that time, Chen Ying was preparing dinner in the kitchen,

"Hello, Brother Wang."

"Hello."

"Come here for a quick meal, don't you mind?" Guo Zhenghe said with a smile.

"welcome."

"This is the wine I got from the old man, try it."

The classic packaging is Moutai, but I don’t know what year it is. Since it is from Guo Zhenghe’s father, it is absolutely unmistakable.

"Okay, then drink less."

Wang Yao doesn't like to drink alcohol, but only occasionally.

Chen Ying's cooking speed was not slow, and several exquisite side dishes were served on the table soon. Guo Zhenghe opened the wine bottle, and the strong aroma of wine filled the room.

"smell good!"

"Well, try it." Guo Zhenghe filled the wine for him.

"thanks."

As for wine, Wang Yao didn't study it, he just thought it tasted very fragrant and didn't have that kind of spicy taste.

"How is Xiaoxue's illness?"

"It's recovering well."

When the two of them ate, they talked about common things. Besides, Guo Zhenghe didn't say anything important.

"Where's your sister?"

"I've gone to Western Xinjiang."

"What are you doing there?" Wang Yao asked curiously after hearing this.

"Hiss, I didn't know why I quarreled with the old man, and then I went there to relax." Guo Zhenghe said.

"Oh," since it's a family matter, it's inconvenient for him to ask more questions.

"Hey, Brother Wang, I have something to ask you."

"you say."

"You doctors, do you think that kind of disease is the most difficult to treat?"

"Huh?" Wang Yao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Guo Zhenghe to ask such a question.

"The most difficult to treat?" He looked at the wine glass in his hand.

"I haven't seen it before. I don't have a persistent disease of knowledge reserve." Wang Yao thought for a while and made such an answer.

"Like cancer?"

"Well, as far as the current situation is concerned, this disease is indeed extremely difficult to treat."

"Have you ever been treated?" Guo Zhenghe continued to ask.

"I have seen such patients, but have never been treated." Wang Yao said. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing, I'm just curious, I'm free to ask." Guo Zhenghe said with a smile, "Drink, I respect you."

"Don't dare."

Wang Yao only drank a small glass of the good wine that Guo Zhenghe brought, and the two of them didn't leave until after nine o'clock.

"Slow down on the road."

"Got it, go back." Guo Zhenghe waved his hand with a smile.

He drank most of this bottle of wine.

"Young Master Guo, something is on your mind." This was Wang Yao's first feeling, but the other party didn't say what it was, and he didn't ask.

"Sister Chen, isn't this Young Master Guo going to work in a town in a poor county now? Why is he so idle?" 8)