Dajin picked up a god of war

Chapter 606 He must miss this shot!

He Mai hung the apple substitute he found on the willow tree, giggling and said, "Zhiyuan, within a mile radius, there is not an apple tree, where do you want me to find it?"

"It's too late to go out of the palace to buy, I think, you can just make do with this!"

"Ringo fruit is also very good."

Ringo?

This thing is Ringo?
Wang Mi leaned forward and suddenly felt that the little fruit that He Mai was playing with was no longer an ordinary fruit, but a very high-end fruit!

That's right!

Before the name of Ringo appeared, in Wang Mi's eyes, the target that He Mai had equipped for him was the most common one in the north, the kind of small fruit known as Shaguo in modern times.Sweet and sour, with a bit of sandy soft bite, which is its characteristic.

Compared with apples, Shaguo is much smaller and tastes less delicious. In modern Wang Mi's opinion, this kind of fruit really doesn't make him like it.

The taste of Shaguo, just like its name, is unremarkable and rustic.

"You said, this thing is called Ringo?"

Wang Mi's shocked gaze made He Mai puzzled for a while.

Then he nodded: "Yes!"

"This is Ringo, don't you know?"

"What is strange!"

Ringo, Ringo, that's an elegant name.

Wang Mi couldn't help sighing that compared with ancient people, what modern people lacked might be this poetic imagination.

The same kind of fruit, the ancient people's name for it is always more unique, more beautiful, and not at all popular.

With such a poetic name as Ringo, the red, yellow, and yellow fruit suddenly became high-end.

"If the apple is not found, you can replace it with this Ringo fruit. If you are afraid that the target is too small to be hit, it is easy. I will give you two!"

"Who said I couldn't hit!"

"Don't underestimate people!"

"You take it down for me!"

"It's enough to hang one!"

Isn't it just a little sand fruit!
He is a sharp shooter who can hit all the shots, and he can still miss it!

He Mai held the Shaguo, and was stunned for a moment. He looked at the size of the Shaguo, and then looked at Wang Mi's beautiful little face.

In the end, hang up both sand fruit.

He neatly jumped off the wooden ladder, patted the dust, and said with a smile: "Zhiyuan, at a critical moment, don't talk too much, as long as your pistols are accurate, it doesn't matter if you have one or two, what's the difference?"

"Hit, isn't it a piece of cake?"

It has long been seen that what Wang Mi can't stand the most is the aggression. As long as you say he can't, he will have to slap his neck and let you know how good he is.

Man nature, but that's it.

"you're right!"

"Get out of the way and let you see how good I am!"

Wang Mi straightened up, turned around, and walked towards the predetermined shooting location.

As soon as he turned around, Wang Mi seemed to be a different person. Before turning around, he was still an ordinary man who had hit Shaguo and was full of doubts.

After playing chicken blood, he has transformed into a super saiyan who played chicken blood!

Little sand fruit!

What can I do?

Wang Mi picked up the pistol, aimed at the target, made a move, but did not rush to shoot. Unlike He Mai and the others, Wang Mi didn't need to worry, because no one planned to compete with him for this opportunity to shoot.

On the contrary, every craftsman in the workshop, even the belated minister Pu Chao, has focused his attention on him.

Who am I!

Only Wang Shilang can do it well!

A good start, a full house!

Suddenly, a shadow flashed in front of Wang Mi's eyes. It was none other than Feng Shi, the Queen Mother of the Northern Wei Dynasty, who was known for her martial arts skills.

Collectively known as the Civilization Empress Dowager of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

This old lady brought Emperor Xiaowen in one hand and helped him achieve a great cause. For a long time, she was a veritable number one figure in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Like many women of the northern aristocracy, they are not good at poetry, books, rituals and music, but are good at bowing and horses, and good at riding and archery.

As the Queen Mother of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Feng Shi, who is in a high position, still hasn't let go of her old line. I heard that when she was shooting arrows, she could reach the level of piercing Yang with a hundred steps!

Not only a hundred steps to wear Yang, but also a hundred steps to wear money!
It was during a party and banquet that Empress Dowager Feng suddenly became addicted and ordered a copper coin to be hung on the poplar tree.

She rode a horse, came a hundred paces away, aimed at the square hole in the middle of the copper coin, and pierced it with an arrow!
Simply neat!

Ha ha!

The Empress Dowager Feng was old and frail, and could still hit the square hole of the copper coin. Wang Mi was holding a sharp pistol in his hand, and a small sand fruit could still be missed?
Wang Mi didn't trust his shooting skills, he trusted the pistol's caliber.

In his opinion, it is much easier to shoot a gun than to shoot an arrow. Besides, the handguns in ancient times are still rough in workmanship, simple in structure and light in weight. For people like Wang Mi who have not undergone systematic shooting training In other words, it is easy to hit a target the size of Shaguo.

Wang Mi raised the gun again!

Wang Mi aimed with one eye!

"Look!"

"Wang Shilang is about to shoot!"

Around Wang Mi, not far or near, there was a commotion, and the craftsmen were excited!

Their blood is boiling!

"You said, did Wang Shilang hit him?"

"Of course, it's still a question!" Master Wei, who sweated and made steel with Wang Mi, was quite convinced of Wang Mi's ability.

"I don't think so!" There is also the fact that everything has to be recited for bad things, and people still have reasons for it!

"You forgot, didn't He Langjun also fired a shot last time, let alone hit the target, but injured himself."

"Look, He Langjun didn't dare to come today!"

"It can be seen that shooting a gun is not that easy!"

When it came to He Wuji's failure, the crowd that had been very lively just now became half silent.

He Wuji's tragic appearance quickly jumped into people's eyes, and after looking around, there was no such thing as He Wuji.

"But, He Langjun can't do it, it doesn't mean that Wang Shilang can't do the same!"

"Yes!"

"We are still the old rules, buy and leave, take a gamble!"

As soon as they heard the word gambling, the enthusiasm of the brothers was ignited again!

Everything can be gambled!
It is the life creed of the brothers!

Gambling is human nature, and it is inevitable. People with poor self-control often throw money into the casino, and they will never come out if they don’t lose their whole body.

There is a kind of gambling that is very simple. Any event that happens around you can be gambled on, whether it will succeed, whether it will fail, and so on.

It is convenient and easy to operate. Generally speaking, this kind of random gambling does not require wagers, but is just entertainment.

However, today's game is obviously different.

It's really boring to not get some money!
He Mai has always been a thoughtful person. When it comes to shooting, he is not ready to play, so he starts to discuss other things.

That's right!

The matter of gambling was originally advocated by He Mai.

As the saying goes, Wang Mi's performance is still risky, and he Xiaohe collects money in the back.

It doesn't matter how much money you have, as long as it comes for nothing, it's all good!
Wang Mi was in the front, holding a gun, about to start the first shot of the day, Xiao He was in the back, and he was not idle at all.

Accompanied by all kinds of noisy voices on the scene, He Mai opened the purse while shouting, and soon received the gambling money of the craftsmen into He Mai's small purse.

It is full, and there are hundreds of articles.

made money!

Make big!
"Children!"

"It's time to start!"

"We're all waiting!"

This person is really, how long has it been, and still dawdling, how can it be so complicated to fire a shot!
Aim and hit, it's easy, no brains needed at all!

Don't look at He Mai's slickness on weekdays, it seems that only his mouth is the best way to do it. In fact, he has really learned martial arts. He doesn't need to use his brain to practice martial arts. It all depends on his talent and physical instinct.

Repeated exercise, practice is this instinctive response.

As long as the instinct is in place, there is no need to hesitate at all. As soon as the lead bullet comes out of the barrel, you will know whether it can hit or not.

Like Wang Zhiyuan, who was dawdling and dawdling, before he shot, He Mai concluded that he would definitely miss this shot.

"Look!"

"I'm sure to win!" He Mai folded his arms and looked up, happily saying to the craftsman beside him.

Master Wei rolled his eyes, quite speechless.

This gentleman He Xiaolang is really eye-opening. He keeps saying that he has a life-threatening friendship with Shilang Wang. In the face of Shilang Wang's first shot, he resolutely failed!

Yes!

He Mai actually concluded that Wang Mi would never succeed, and let him sit on the throne. As long as Wang Mi missed this shot or went off the rails, he could make a lot of money!
The craftsmen in the workshop, including Master Wei and Craftsman Pu, were sure to succeed in treating Wang Mi, but they had high hopes.

Put a lot of money into it!
"Amai, don't talk too much."

"Why are you so sure that I won't hit?"

Wang Mi's voice came from far away, he didn't turn around, and he didn't even look at He Mai's eyes, he already guessed what he was thinking.

He Mai was stunned, and immediately counterattacked: "Zhiyuan, anyone can say big things, you should fire the first shot as soon as possible!"

"Don't worry!"

"It's here!"

When he shouted like this, the eyes of all the craftsmen immediately focused on him, and any other movement in the workshop could no longer shake their minds.

Look!

About to shoot!
The ownership of the money will come soon!

He Mai couldn't help being attracted by this scene, and his purse tightened.

Although he was full of confidence that Wang Mi would fail, what if?
Afraid of everything!

The more people pay attention, the more Xiao Wang has to hold it. The eyes of all the craftsmen were all attracted to him, but he put down the pistol instead.

He's on the ground!

"Eh!"

"Why did Wang Shilang put the gun down?"

Everyone's doubts were Wang Mi's hobby.

The more people paid attention, the more proud he became. At this moment, he actually found a trace of Wang Mi's original body.

That kind of lonely and independent, golden flower peacock feeling.

In front of everyone, Wang Mi took out the flint and ignited the fire starter. Seeing the small flames gradually rise, he smiled contentedly.

Very good!
Huoyinzi has done so well, which means that the firearms manufacturing industry is half-successful!
Because the fire starter is made of paper flakes and some grass, it is all flammable, and as long as it is lit, it is not easy to extinguish.

Therefore, these fire guides can be used repeatedly, and there is a relatively thick cover on the fire guide.

When using it, you only need to light it for the first time, blow it out when not in use, close the lid, and you can save it for the next use.

You said that the next time you use it, do you still need to use flint to ignite it? Isn't it very troublesome?
Of course not!
Here's the beauty of the fire bait.

It seems to be extinguished. In fact, there are still sparks in the fire guide inside the cover, but they are very small and will not cause a fire or the like.

When you need it again, just open the lid and blow the sparks again, and the flames will start again in just a moment and a half.

Convenient.

With this thing, all kinds of firearms, including pistols, can really be pulled into the battlefield and come in handy.

The kind of thing that fires with both hands and shoots a gun is simply impossible to succeed!
The fire lead was ready, and Wang Mi picked up the pistol again. He fixed his eyes and glanced at the sand fruit hanging on the willow tree.

This He Mai is not serious in his work. He said that, one is enough, but he wants to hang up two. Isn't this looking down on people!
Look at me with one shot and two fruits, and I will show you!
Opening the fire door, Wang Mi held his breath.

be quick!

Although it is called a pistol, in principle, it is actually a fire gun.The production is relatively rough, and it is prone to fire and accidents.

It is precisely based on these characteristics that the entire ignition process should pay more attention to fast movements.

It is very important to pay special attention to doing it in one go. A little hesitation and a little pause are very likely to make the shot fail. Not only that, but it is very likely to cause more damage.

"ignition!"

"Close the fire door!"

"Lead!"

"Get out!"

Wang Mi shouted a few times. Although there was a lot of words, there was no hesitation in his actions. It was done in one go!
bang!
The lead bullet rushes out of the barrel of the gun with the airflow that the gunpowder expands!
Before that, Wang Mi had already aimed the muzzle at the sand fruit on the willow tree. Wang Mi admitted that at the beginning, he was not so prepared.

All pistols have recoil, and this kind of pistol that Wang Mi made is even more so.

The first time he started shooting, Wang Mi actually forgot about it. The last time He Wuji's gun misfired, he focused all his attention on the improper loading of gunpowder, but he forgot that the pistol he had just built had great recoil. It can actually shock the tiger's mouth and hurt.

The lead bullet had been fired, but Wang Mi's hand was affected by the recoil, and the tiger's mouth almost split open, and he bared his teeth in pain.

Boom!
boom!
A small lead bullet made two sounds.

And the movement is not small!
Everyone was surprised for a while, but they all forgot to react, and their eyes seemed to stay in the same place, straight.

Why didn't the fire escape?
No black smoke?
The one with the biggest doubts is He Wuji.

No one knows better than him what happened when he shot himself.

The impact of that moment almost made him think his life was over!

It's smoke, it's fire, it's scary.

However, Wang Mi also shot, but saw nothing.

There was neither smoke nor fire, and although he stumbled a little, he didn't fall down, and he wasn't injured!

More importantly, the sand fruit hanging on the willow tree seems to have changed!
(End of this chapter)