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The flesh on the bodyguard captain's face twitched slightly, and he sneered loudly: "Mr. Han, I think you are scared, right? Haha, why are you bragging about Chinese Kung Fu? What's the point of Chinese Kung Fu being so strong? What age are you in?" In front of firearms, Chinese Kung Fu is like porcelain that breaks at the touch of a touch! You, surnamed Han, are no more than that! Chinese Kung Fu is just garbage that cannot keep up with the times!"

Hear the words.

Han Long stopped.

"Okay. If you want to lose, I will make it happen for you."

A gun target was erected a hundred meters away from the martial arts training ground.

Two Roxon bodyguards brought a table.

Dozens of pistols were neatly stacked on the table.

The audience below began to whisper.

"Strange, why are they all pistols?"

"The effective range of an ordinary pistol is only 50 meters, but the target is 100 meters away."

"At such a distance, only a true sharpshooter can hit!"

"Haha, don't you know? The bodyguard captain is nicknamed the All-American Gun King!"

"It seems like the bodyguard captain will definitely win."

"I think so too."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Guan Xiaotong couldn't help but look nervous.

"Brother Han, how are your shooting skills?" Guan Xiaotong asked cautiously.

Han Long said calmly: "I have never touched a gun."

"What? This..." Guan Xiaotong was dumbfounded.

Guan Tianlang smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Han, it doesn't matter if you lose the shooting duel. After all, there is no firearms in Chinese Kung Fu."

"Who said I would lose?" Han Long said.

"..." Guan Tianlang smiled helplessly.

Although he already admired Han Long's kung fu, he didn't believe that Han Long could defeat the bodyguard captain who was a special forces soldier without ever touching a gun.

After all, he is still a young man.

Guan Tianlang sighed secretly in his heart.

At this time, the bodyguard captain said: "Mr. Han, let's choose a gun. These pistols have passed strict tests, so there will definitely be no problem. In addition, as a top bodyguard, if you just do target shooting, it will be too much." It’s easy. In order to make this duel more realistic, let’s play a new way. When I shoot, Mr. Han, you stand next to the target. Of course, when Mr. Han you shoot, I stand next to the target. Beside. If anyone moves, he or she will lose! How about it? Do you dare?"

The bodyguard captain crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked arrogant.

This is not only a test of marksmanship, but also a test of courage!

"Okay." Han Long said calmly.

"Great." The bodyguard captain grinned, "Each person will get three bullets, and the winner will be determined by the number of rounds. Mr. Han, if you are ready, let's get started."

Han Long nodded, "You go first."

The bodyguard captain smiled scornfully, "That's fine."

The bodyguard captain walked to the weapons table and picked up a Colt M2000 pistol.

Load the magazine, open the safety, and check the front sight.

The whole set of movements is as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water!

The audience below couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation.

They have also played with guns, but compared with the bodyguard captain's methods, their methods are like elementary school students.

The bodyguard captain held the pistol and said proudly: "I'm ready, Mr. Han, please stand next to the target."

"Of course, if you change your mind and want to surrender, remember to raise your hands so that I can see you."

Han Long ignored the bodyguard captain's sarcasm and turned around and walked towards the [-]-meter gun target.

"Be careful, Brother Han." Guan Xiaotong's big watery eyes were full of worry, and his hands involuntarily covered his heart.

Han Long also ignored Guan Xiaotong's concern.

With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly and slowly to the gun target and stood firmly.

The bodyguard captain raised his gun and took aim with a sneer on his lips.

Everyone present held their breath.

The effective range of the pistol is very short, only 50 meters.

This means that after the bullet is fired from the muzzle, it can only fly 50 meters in a straight line, and then it will fall in a parabolic trajectory.

Therefore, for the average shooter, both the 10-meter target and the 30-meter target are considered normal.

For gun targets exceeding 50 meters, the shooter needs to estimate the ballistic trajectory.

This requires taking into account wind speed, bullet flight speed, and then mentally calculating the muzzle angle.

This is something only a true marksman can do!

Similarly, it is also a huge test for those standing next to the gun target.

From a position of 100 meters, it is difficult to see the angle of the muzzle and the flight trajectory of the bullet.

This unknown and uncertainty is precisely the most frightening thing.

The bodyguard captain's muzzle was slightly raised.

While pulling the trigger, his wrist suddenly pressed down!

boom!

Bullets fired!

A metal spark splashed on the gun target!

Han Long remained motionless!

The gun target pattern was immediately displayed on the big screen in the martial arts training ground.

"Ten rings!"

"so amazing!"

"There's a gun target 100 meters away, and there's someone next to it! The captain actually managed to score ten rings!"

"It's too stable, it's really too stable!"

"Was that a pressure gun just now?"

"That's right! I saw it too! It's indeed a pressure gun!"

"Everyone can do this move of pressing the gun, but only those who can use it at the right time can be considered a true gun master!"

"He is truly the chief bodyguard of the Roxon Group! The best gunman in the United States!"

The audience below applauded excitedly.

Although this kind of scene is not a hand-to-hand fight in a fighting cage, for them, it is more exciting than a hand-to-hand fight in a fighting cage!

"It's okay, it's okay..." Guan Xiaotong breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Han Long was fine.

At this time, the bodyguard captain slightly raised his gun again.

The sound at the scene stopped suddenly.

Everyone held their breath.

boom!

The second bullet is fired!

It passed by Han Long's face again!

Another metal spark splashed on the gun target.

The picture of the gun target was immediately displayed on the big screen.

"Ten rings!"

"Ten rings again!"

"The second bullet hole is right next to the first! Almost overlapping!"

"Amazing skills! Amazing skills!"

"I heard that the captain's monthly salary was eight figures. I was a little jealous at first! Now I'm not jealous at all!"

"This is a master! A real master!"

The audience below were all full of admiration, and their eyes were full of fanaticism!

Guan Tianlang sighed quietly, "Mr. Han can't win this time."

Guan Xiaotong said unconvinced: "Dad, Brother Han hasn't taken action yet. Although he said he has never touched a gun, I believe him!"

Guan Tianlang smiled bitterly, "This is not a question of whether you believe it or not."

"Both of the bodyguard captain's shots are ten-ring, and the remaining one must be ten-ring as well."

"Such a result is equivalent to a perfect score."

"Not to mention that Mr. Han has never touched a gun. Even if he can shoot ten rounds, he will at most be a draw with the bodyguard captain."

"But even if we lose, I think it's not a big deal."

"After all, the other party is the chief bodyguard of the Roxon Group and the world's gun king."

"It wouldn't be a shame if Mr. Han loses to the world's gun king."

Guan Tianlang smiled helplessly.

Guan Xiaotong nodded silently and looked at Han Long with concern with his big eyes.

She actually doesn't care who wins or loses, she just hopes that nothing happens to Mr. Han.

At this time, the bodyguard captain raised his gun for the third time.

As long as he hits ten more rings, the bodyguard captain will surely win.

The scene was quiet, everyone was waiting for the third ten rings to appear.

boom!

The third bullet was fired!