Chapter 1320 Impact

Texas is rich in cowboys. People here love pickup trucks the most. People here love guns and insist on owning them. Agriculture in Texas is very developed. Those farmers were once derided as rednecks, but now Texans take care of themselves. Called red necks, what do the people here call them? Relatively speaking, they are tougher.

It is precisely because of the various characteristics of Texas that it is suitable for another military company to come out. In addition, there is no state tax here, and this is the most important thing.

Redneck means country bumpkin, but Texas not only has agriculture, nor is it just NASA. The oil industry, electronics industry, and financial industry are also very developed. The reason is that Texas does not collect state taxes. It is a very important reason.

The above is Gao Yang’s impression of Texas.

After arriving in Houston, after Gao Yang registered his company with Morgan, all that was left was the cocktail party in the evening.

Gao Yang knew that many things in Texas were different from New York and the entire North, but he believed that since it was a gathering of upper class society, even if there was a difference, it wouldn't be too big. After all, it was a cocktail party, where a group of well-dressed people chatted casually. Drink some wine at the same time, that's all.

But when it came to the matter, Gao Yang realized that he was wrong. First of all, the reception was not in Houston, nor was it a villa in the suburbs. The reception was held in a suburb, yes, but it was not a villa but a farm, and it was not that kind of thing. The so-called farms are full of green grass for viewing, and the places he passed along the way were really endless farmland on both sides of the road.

As the saying goes, do as the Romans do, but Gao Yang found that he still couldn't adapt, because Morgan did not take a luxury car, but rented an off-road vehicle for his driver to drive.

Gao Yang has attended two cocktail parties, but both times were after dark, and here, the sun is still high. The reception is about to begin.

"The name of the owner we are visiting is Murray, Murray Perry. He is a native Texan. We are going to the farm that his family has run for generations. His main industry is the oil industry. And mine We have a good friendship, so I came here after receiving the invitation, and I have asked him to help you introduce some people who may be useful to you."

Gao Yang knocked on his head and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Oil tycoon?"

Morgan tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "Does it count? It counts! He produces oil equipment, but he does not exploit the oil fields himself. He only participates in oil production by investing in equipment. He has shares in several oil fields in the Gulf of Mexico, no. He’s a tycoon, but he’s still quite influential.”

Gao Yang pointed out the car window in confusion and said, "Does an oil tycoon live in a place like this?"

Morgan smiled and said: "I told you, he is from Texas.

For generations. "

After saying this, Morgan drove off the highway and turned onto a dirt road. Gao Yang couldn't help but tugged at his plaid shirt, and then said with an uncomfortable look: "An oil tycoon is extremely powerful. Even the road leading to his home Wouldn’t it make it easier to walk?”

Morgan shrugged: "Rednecks, they like it."

Gao Yang saw a patch of trees, entered the woods and saw a house. Then there was a crowd of cars. Although he already knew that the people who came to the reception were either rich or expensive, the majority of the cars parked in front of the house were pickup trucks and off-road vehicles.

Gao Yang let out a breath and said, "I can't figure out the Texans' drinking party."

Morgan smiled and said: "The function is the same as a cocktail party, but the format, well, you'll know just by looking at it. In short, you won't need to walk around holding a wine glass. People here have their own way of communicating."

Morgan's driver pulled up. Gao Yang took a coat and got out of the car. The climate in Texas has a huge temperature difference. It was March, and Gao Yang felt a little hot under the sun. But once the sun goes down it gets cold.

When Gao Yang put on his coat, he saw an old man with gray hair raised his hand to Morgan and shouted: "Hi, Morgan! Welcome, my old friend."

Morgan also said loudly: "Murray, my friend, are you okay?"

Gao Yang followed Morgan and walked toward his master, but just after taking two steps, he suddenly heard the sound of gunshots.

Subconsciously, really subconsciously, Gao Yang grabbed Morgan's arm and dragged him back, then grabbed Morgan's neck with one hand to block him behind him, and reached for his gun with the other.

Unfortunately, Gao Yang didn't have a gun on him because he was attending a drinking party, and Gao Yang didn't realize this until he touched the gun. He pushed Morgan back directly.

Murray looked at Gao Yang and was stunned, while Morgan, who was pushed back by Gao Yang, struggled to break free from Gao Yang's hand, and then shouted: "Hey, hey, stop! Damn it, what are you doing!"

Gao Yang felt that he might have overreacted, but there was nothing he could do. He had been on the battlefield for too long and had been shot too many times. When he heard the gunshots and the gunshots were of unknown circumstances, his first reaction was It's a counterattack, and the second reaction is to run away quickly.

Morgan pushed away Gao Yang's hand and said helplessly: "What are you doing!"

The gunshots were still ringing out. Gao Yang pointed to the direction where the gunshots came from and said with an incomprehensible expression: "What are you doing? That's gunfire, and it's very close!"

Murray walked towards Morgan and said with a strange look on his face: "Your bodyguard?"

Morgan said with a dark look on his face: "No, he is my friend, the Gao I told you about. Gao, this is Murray Perry."

When Gao Yang stretched out his hand to shake Mo Rui's hand, Mo Rui laughed and said, "Haha, don't worry, they just started the pre-dinner entertainment."

Gao Yang forced a smile and said, "Uh, sorry, I think I'm a little nervous."

Murray laughed and said to Gao Yang: "New Yorker? Just look at your leather shoes. No one here will wear such exquisite handmade leather shoes, because the land here is not suitable for leather shoes. Only New Yorkers will wear them in Texas." This kind of shoe."

Gao Yang shook his head and said, "No, I'm from New York, but I'm not a New Yorker."

Morgan waved his hand and said: "Okay, Gao, go play in the back, you will like it."

After walking around the house, Gao Yang realized that the so-called cocktail party was nonsense, the barbecue party was real, and the game played by Murray's guests before the meal was not a few people chatting together, but a group of people holding guns. Shoot wildly.

Strictly speaking, Gao Yang is a rough man, and this kind of shooting first and then barbecuing is more suitable for him. If drinking beer at a barbecue can be called a drinking party.

There are many barbecue grills, but the fire has not been lit yet. There are dozens of white plastic chairs. There are a dozen men and women sitting on them, and there are also a few people holding rifles and shooting at the grills placed in the open space behind the house. For iron target shooting, the place here is spacious enough to enjoy shooting Lingwu Nitian.

Murray picked up a bottle of beer, opened it, handed it to Gao Yang, and then said with a smile: "Have fun, it's pre-dinner entertainment time."

The crackling sound of shooting was so loud that it was impossible to hold a conversation under such circumstances, so whether it was a social drinking party or a social barbecue party, we had to wait until this slightly unique entertainment activity stopped.

Morgan also held a bottle of beer and said loudly: "Go and have fun and say hello to everyone."

Murray said loudly: "Gao is Chinese, right? In my impression, Chinese people are not very good at shooting, but Chinese people are very good at playing cards. Wait a moment, and you can play Texas Hold'em."

Gao Yang didn't speak, just raised the bottle, smiled and took a sip, while Morgan loudly said to Murray: "Man, I've told you many times, judging people with stereotypes will cause trouble. , and you’ve made a big mistake now.”

Murray said disapprovingly: "I don't understand what you are talking about. Okay, buddy, we will talk later. I have to go greet the guests."

After patting Morgan on the shoulder, Murray left, while Gao Yang leaned close to Morgan and said loudly: "Their entertainment activities are quite unique."

Morgan smiled and said: "No one here hates guns, but the most important thing is that Murray loves shooting sports. Well, you can't be too reserved here. Go ahead and say hello to them in the way you are best at."

Gao Yang nodded and said with a smile: "I'm going."

Holding the beer bottle, Gao Yang walked behind a table full of guns. Six people lined up in front of the table to shoot. It was not a competition. No one was shooting at a specific target. They were just shooting randomly. .

Gao Yang looked around and saw that there were people holding semi-automatic rifles and shooting pistols, and there were quite a variety of guns on the table. Basically, all the common guns in the United States were there.

Gao Yang picked up a 1911, then picked up two magazines, stood on the edge of the lined-up wall of people, then raised the gun and started shooting.

It's entertainment for others, and it's entertainment for Gao Yang, but it's nothing more than playing with other things. Playing with guns, Gao Yang's entertainment is no longer entertainment.

After firing a few clanging shots, Gao Yang put on a new magazine and fired again. When he finished firing the second magazine, he felt that his shooting method was a bit excessive.

Every time a shot is fired, the bullet will make a tinkling sound after hitting the iron plate. This is originally the jingle gun shooting in entertainment mode. The tinkling sound is normal, but the tinkling sound plus the echo form a line. line, that would be abnormal.

After Gao Yang realized that his shooting method was a bit excessive, he deliberately slowed down and started firing slowly one shot after another. The accuracy was still the same, but at least the sound would not be continuous.

After two shots, Gao Yang discovered something unusual.

It was so quiet that when Gao Yang glanced to the right, he realized that the six people who were shooting just now were all motionless and staring at him sideways.

After swallowing, Gao Yang, who knew that his identity would be easily exposed as soon as he fired, sighed helplessly. The power of habit was so powerful that when he picked up the gun, he couldn't help but pour out the bullets as quickly as possible. .

Gao Yang's way of greeting was so impactful that others could not ignore him.

Finally, after firing the last bullet, Gao Yang picked up the two empty magazines he dropped from the ground, and when he was about to put them back on the table, a tall and thick man said excitedly: "Man, you How did you fight just now? Do it again." (To be continued)

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