Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 252 Qi Hui: I was born with superhuman strength!
Qi Hui sighed at the online discussions and the uproar in China.

What a massive influx of traffic!

If online shopping weren't currently not integrated with live streaming, Qi Hui would be tempted to start selling products via live streaming.

"Sigh!" Qi Hui sighed, "Sometimes I think, how big does one's fame even have to be to be considered great..."

No, I need to figure out my place!

On the other side, Wu Jing looked at the overwhelming discussions about Qi Hui and couldn't help but feel envious.

He is different from Lu Yang and Guo Fan. These two are true directors and do not need the kind of popularity that actors do.

Wu Jing was an actor first, and then a director, but only a half-baked one at that.

He's still acting, and he still needs attention and popularity.

But after thinking it over, Wu Jing didn't follow Qi Hui's example and started messing around.

He understood the saying, "Those who learn from me will live, those who imitate me will die."

He's currently studying in the US with Qi Hui, and they can't come up with anything new to stir up trouble.

Moreover, he's not as flamboyant as Qi Hui, so he can't pull off any outrageous moves.

So forget it.

However, Lu Chuan on the other side did not share Wu Jing's thoughts.

Watching Qi Hui dominate the trending topics online and continue to gain attention, Lu Chuan gritted her teeth, feeling envious, resentful, and annoyed.

He thought of Jiang Wen.

Back then, Jiangwen was just as bustling and popular, with everyone flocking to the streets.

But Jiang Wen, just like Qi Hui now, bullies him relentlessly!
Jiang Wen bullied him because he was young and suppressed him in every way on set.

Qi Hui bullied him because he was old, and would threaten to hit him at the drop of a hat.

And they even dragged others into isolating themselves!
"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!" Lu Chuan gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice as he circled around, feeling utterly humiliated.

It was bad enough that he was bullied by Jiang Wen, but now he was being bullied by Qi Hui as well.

Who does Qi Hui think he is? Does he even dare to bully me like Jiang Wen does?

"No, this can't go on," Lu Chuan's frustration completely turned into anger; he was furious.

"I am not someone to be bullied!"

ding dong~
Just then, her phone beeped. Lu Chuan picked it up and saw that it was their QQ group, where Lu Yang had posted a video.

Lu Chuan was puzzled. It looked like a deserted area, so she immediately clicked on the video to take a look.

Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, intense gunfire erupted from the phone. In the video, Qi Hui, wielding an AK, made a tactical advance.

The muzzle flashed, spent cartridges kept ejecting, and glass jars shattered one after another.

Lu Chuan: "..."

Holy crap! How is this bastard so good with a gun?
Lu Chuan was shocked, furious, and utterly incredulous. As for her earlier thoughts... they were gone.

He took a deep breath, slowly suppressing the agitation in his heart.

We'll talk about bullying when we get back to China.

Faced with the choice between feeling humiliated and being angry, Lu Chuan chose to feel humiliated and angry.

……

Firing range, outdoors.

This is not a commercially operated shooting range, but a private shooting club.

California, where Los Angeles is located, has very strict gun control. First, automatic fire is prohibited, and second, magazine removal is not allowed.

Then it can't have a handle; it has to have a fin handle.

Finally, there should be a limit to the number of bullets loaded, such as five or ten.

With a series of regulations in place, California's gun control is now considered a censored version compared to Texas and other places.

He doesn't even deserve to sit at the children's table; he should sit at the eunuchs' table.

But it's not a big problem. It's American law, you know what I mean.

The power to interpret the law rests with lawyers and judges.

As a result, private gun clubs emerged, where you can play with any kind of gun without breaking the law, as long as you don't take it out of the house.

They don't check people so often here.

Shouldn't we be careful not to actually investigate? What if they find something?
Therefore, Qi Hui and his group could play with any unmodified, original firearms in this private gun club.

"This is the middle-aged white man," Lambert introduced.

These people were somewhat reluctant to see Qi Hui and his companions wanting to learn real skills, but they were very enthusiastic about their desire to spend money. In fact, they were extremely enthusiastic!
On the outdoor shooting range in the wilderness, Qi Hui had a rifle sling slung over his back and held a standard Type 56 assault rifle with a triangular bayonet in his hand.

With the butt tucked between his waist and ribs, his right hand gripping the pistol handle, and his left hand pressing down on the handguard, he fired rapidly while moving, his three-round bursts quick and rhythmic.

With each gunshot, glass bottles filled with water shattered in the distance, scattering glass shards and water of various colors in all directions.

Beside him, Lu Yang, wearing earmuffs, was filming with his phone, while a club security guard followed on the other side.
"Holy crap, that's a ruthless bandit's shooting stance!" Guo Fan exclaimed in disbelief, "Isn't that the King of Thieves, Ye Jihuan?"

He thought of those notorious gangsters who wreaked havoc on Hong Kong Island, such as Cheung Tze-keung, Yip Kai-foon, and Kwai Ping-hung…

Wu Jing was also somewhat shocked. He had served in the military and had received training for a longer period than Qi Hui.

But the military never taught us this shooting stance!
Where did he learn that?
Bang bang bang!
In the arena, the last five glass bottles shattered, and Qi Hui's Type 56 assault rifle also snapped with a "crack," the firing pin striking empty air.

This means the bullets inside are all used up.

Ignoring the thick smoke, the white security officer stared at Qi Hui with a horrified and incredulous expression.

He was a retired soldier, and of course he had received shooting training with the Type 56 assault rifle.

This gun isn't very accurate, especially in bursts and single shots; even short bursts are ineffective.

However, this Chinese man actually hit the target every time he was running and firing short bursts.

How can this be?

Even a retired soldier like him couldn't do that!
"Don't eat the pickled radishes!" the white security officer exclaimed in disbelief. "Dude, isn't your country gun-free?"

"How do you have such marksmanship?!"

Qi Hui glanced at him: "Don't be so shocked, it's just some mysterious Eastern power."

As he spoke, Qi Hui raised his hand and tossed the gun to Wu Jing.

Wu Jing raised his right hand to take it, but he still held his phone in his left hand to look up information. He felt that Qi Hui's shooting posture just now was very professional.

So, something's not right!
However, he did not refuse the gun that Qi Hui threw to him, and immediately performed a one-handed magazine change.

With a quick tap of his heel, he successfully cocked the gun with one hand.

The smooth and efficient maneuver left the white security officer speechless with astonishment.

One person is one thing, but is there a second person this amazing?

"Thank you very much!"

"Is your country really banning guns?"

Why are you all so amazing?
Wu Jing ignored him and instead told him to run another lap, as he also wanted to try out Qi Hui's shooting posture from earlier.

Seeing this, Lu Yang turned on the camera function to continue following.

"Hey Qi Hui, what's with that bandit's shooting posture just now?" Guo Fan asked curiously.

If Qi Hui weren't the wrong age, he would have suspected that this guy might have been a member of the triad.

"What kind of bandit shooting posture is that!" Qi Hui said irritably.
"This is a shooting posture that our troops developed after studying the recoil of the Type 56 assault rifle. It's called: hip-fire suppression shooting posture!"

"Used to clear out and suppress the enemy during a charge."

"This is basically how we fought when we were fighting South Vietnam."

"You think this is about holding a gun and aiming carefully?" Qi Hui said with a sneer. There's no time for that on the battlefield.

They picked up their guns and fired, spraying bullets wildly until they were satisfied.

Before industrialization, we couldn't suppress enemy fire with firepower; now that we're industrialized, we still can't suppress enemy firepower with firepower.

Then isn't this industrialization just pointless industrialization?

Contrary to what is portrayed in movies and TV dramas, and unlike what people imagine, our soldiers do not conserve bullets at all.

No one knows how many of those things were made; back then, they were manufactured on a scale intended to take on the entire world.

Even a figure of over a billion is conservative; if the entire army were to fight at full force, it would still take several years to finish the war.

Saving money? Save my ass!

"Is that so?" Guo Fan was skeptical, but he still felt that calling it "bandit shooting stance" was more appropriate.

At this moment, Wu Jing returned after firing a burst of bullets, and said irritably:

"I understand the logic, but why were you so accurate just now? One shot, one kill?"

He just tried, but he can only get a rough estimate.

It's impossible to kill someone with one shot like Qi Hui did!
Because I have the [Shooting Proficiency] skill... Qi Hui coughed lightly and said:
"Uh, well, maybe I'm just naturally strong?"

Wu Jing: "..."

He's born with superhuman strength!
(End of this chapter)