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Chapter 80: The Feeling of a Gun God (Please Read)
12 month 31 number.

As evening approaches, a hint of red appears in the city sky.

Dongdu University, postgraduate examination site.

As the bell rang to signal the end of the last exam, the quiet teaching building was suddenly filled with noise.

A large group of young men and women wearing down jackets and with their hands in their pockets walked out of the examination room one after another.

There is no such atmosphere as during the college entrance examination where everyone is eager to share their post-exam thoughts with each other.

There was no sight of looking for classmates and parents in the crowded crowd.

Each of them looks much more stable and mature than when they were young.

Fang Cheng, carrying his backpack, followed the crowd out of the examination room.

After two consecutive days of exams in four subjects, the exams are finally over.

He looked up at the bright sky painted by the afterglow and breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, perhaps there are more important preparations...

"Dudu-"

Outside the school gate, there was an old, gray domestic car parked, honking its horn.

When Ma Dong Hyuk saw Fang Cheng coming out, he immediately opened the car door, waved and shouted his name.

Fang Cheng looked in the direction of the voice and then walked over quickly.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, he found that the driver was the yellow-haired man who had been hit by his iron fist before.

The yellow-haired man looked a little embarrassed and turned around and smiled at him.

There were several missing teeth in his mouth and his face was wrapped in a piece of white gauze.

Fang Cheng can guarantee it.

These injuries have nothing to do with me.

It's not just because so much time has passed.

Moreover, because he had studied law and knew the limits, he would always hold back when hitting someone.

Through a conversation, I learned that his name is "Chen Yingjun" and he has been hanging out with Ma Donghyuk since he was a child.

As for Adong, who was also one of the followers, he was not seen today.

Fang Cheng didn't ask any more questions.

"The place we are going to this time is near Xishan, which is about an hour away."

Ma Dong Hyuk was sitting in the passenger seat, talking over his shoulder.

"That place belongs to the Dongcheng Society. You must be careful in what you say and do when you go in, and don't spread the news to others when you come out."

He was afraid that Fang Cheng didn't understand the situation, so he explained:

"The Dongcheng Society is one of the three oldest societies in Dongdu. It is very powerful. Recently, it has been in constant conflict with the Red Tiger Gang. If we provoke them, we will be in trouble..."

Fang Cheng nodded.

I just found a place to practice shooting and improve my skills.

He has no interest in any underworld grudges, and is certainly not an undercover agent sent by the police.

Under the cover of night, the car drove around the winding mountain road, leaving a red tail light.

Soon after, we arrived at a place that looked like a holiday resort.

Slowly walking through the open iron gate, you can see a building with bright lights.

There were even a few well-dressed people who arrived here in luxury cars and walked towards the main building lobby where music and laughter could be heard.

However, beneath this peaceful and calm appearance, there is a dangerous aura hidden.

Fang Cheng took a quick glance and found that in the corners of the buildings inside the villa, he could occasionally see figures with guns on guard.

"There's a casino over there. This is where we're going."

After getting off the bus, Ma Donghe pointed to another inconspicuous underground passage entrance in the distance.

Looking around, there were two burly men in black suits with bulging waists guarding the door, staring fiercely at any strangers who approached.

With Ma Dong Hyuk as the guarantor, Fang Cheng was able to follow in smoothly after negotiating.

Huangmao stayed outside to guard the car and wait for the two of them.

This underground shooting range doesn't look very big from the outside, but it's a different world inside and is fully equipped.

The service area, target area, and shooting hall are designed to resemble a regular shooting range.

Since it was my first time here, there was a special shooting coach to guide me.

Fang Cheng registered a fake name, got a temporary membership card, and followed his coach to the shooting area.

According to the instructions, I put on my shooting glasses and headset, picked up my training gun, and then stood at the target station, loaded the bullets myself, and prepared to shoot.

In front is a row of multi-track target areas, equipped with liftable precision targets, mobile targets, and bullet-proof sound-absorbing walls, all built to the standards of live-fire shooting.

As a novice, you usually start training from the most common 15-meter fixed target.

This is also the real effective range of most pistols in actual combat. The hit rate will drop sharply beyond this distance.

Click.

Fang Cheng gently opened the trigger safety.

Holding the gun handle with both hands, half-closed his left eye, and aimed at the target paper standing in front of him.

Under the coach's reminder, I kept making minor adjustments to my posture and gestures.

In his mind, he was also silently weighing the feeling of the pistol's notch, the front sight, and the bull's eye keeping the three points in a straight line.

Shooting is a skill that requires a lot of talent.

The first is to have acute sensory abilities, including vision, hearing and touch.

It can quickly sense changes in the external environment and accurately judge the target distance and angle.

The second requirement is body coordination and balance.

When training at the shooting range, you only need to have enough arm and shoulder strength to ensure that your gun holding action is stable.

It is different in actual combat, which is often accompanied by strenuous exercises such as running and jumping, and the requirements for physical fitness are extremely high.

boom!
The gunpowder in the cartridge case burned violently, and flames and smoke spurted out of the muzzle.

"7 rings."

The coach's instructions came from the headset. Fang Cheng frowned slightly and looked at the bullet holes on the target paper.

I originally thought that with my physical fitness and 22 points of mental attribute, I would be able to hit the bull's eye with the first shot.

The results were disappointing.

Thinking back, I seemed to have hesitated at the moment I pulled the trigger.

As his emotions fluctuated, his sense of aiming was interrupted and his fingers trembled slightly.

If this happens in actual combat, it will be fatal.

Since you have chosen to pick up the gun, you must not have the slightest thought of mercy when facing the enemy.

Otherwise, you will be the first to fall.

This is another talent that shooting requires, extreme patience, ruthlessness and concentration.

Fang Cheng did not activate his concentration skill because of this. After adjusting his mentality, he continued to try shooting.

boom!
Fire erupted.

The second shot was significantly better and hit the 8th ring.

boom!boom!
Then he fired two consecutive shots, both hitting the bull's eye, 10 rings.

Based on this excellent result, Fang Cheng requested that the target be adjusted to a distance of 50 meters.

That is, under normal circumstances, it is outside the effective range of the pistol.

This time, because I was not familiar with the trajectory, my first shot only hit 6 rings.

After quickly adjusting his feeling, the second shot hit the bull's eye directly and exaggeratedly.

"Fang Cheng, have you ever learned how to shoot before?"

Ma Dong Hyuk, who was standing nearby and watching, couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

[Congratulations, you have understood the principles of shooting and successfully mastered a weapon skill]

[Unlocked skill: Gunmanship level 0 (0/100)]

Fang Cheng took off his headset, looked at the information that appeared in front of him, then smiled and nodded:

"I used to shoot blanks during military training in college, and now I'm getting a little more of a feel for shooting."

Is this what you call finding the feeling? Are you a natural born gunslinger?

Ma Dong Hyuk couldn't help but complain in his heart.

I always feel that this seemingly handsome and sunny guy in front of me is unpredictable in every aspect, like a monster.

However, Fang Cheng's subsequent performance made him even more stunned.

As a novice, he actually challenged the extremely difficult moving target.

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