Start with a prosthetic shop

Chapter 227 Balloon Booth

Of course, there are many shooting ranges in Clan Street. For the people here, although the frequency of shootings is not high, they also happen every day in the dark side of the city.

There are everyone in this world, and there are always villains with ulterior motives who want to come here specifically to find trouble.

It is always good to practice a weapon for self-defense.

And the biggest shooting range in this area is the roadbed shooting range.

He is regular.

Cheap.

convenient.

Naturally, it attracted a large number of firearms enthusiasts around.

On this day, a thin, youthful-looking man wearing sound-proof earplugs was holding the most traditional gun and aiming around in front of a fixed target.

This is a ten meter target.

Finally he made up his mind, pulled the trigger with his index finger, and closed his eyes involuntarily.Loud gunshots can still penetrate the eardrums even through sound-isolating earplugs.

Obviously he was very nervous.

Seeing this, his companion really felt quite amused, and asked teasingly: "When you were sitting in the tank and firing the gun, the scene was not much bigger than this. Why were you not nervous at that time?"

"Can it be the same?" The man breathed a sigh of relief, and said with some complaints: "I'm used to driving a tank, and it's the first time to shoot a target with this special large-caliber pistol. Besides, the quality of his sound-proof earplugs is not good. Great..."

After a long-winded explanation, the man finally did not get rid of the suspicion of timidity.

This person is not someone else,

It was Ossie, the ace driver who was driving the magnetic storm tank at the time of the firefight.

After Lin En made a mistake at that time, the Tianxia League had lost trust in him.

But by coincidence, a large group of people had long since lost their sense of belonging to Tianxiameng. Seeing him holding the banner high, they defected with him one after another.

This defection has become a hot potato, and the major forces have nothing to accept, and they are not willing to touch the bad luck of the Tianxia League.

Obviously, there is no room for them in the area where the firefights took place.

So he found a way to come to the city.

Work hard from scratch.

A large group of people parted ways, and in the end there were only a few brothers left next to Ossie, looking for a few daily black jobs to do, and sleeping on the street on weekdays to save rent, but they could also make a living.

Life seems to be gradually getting better.

But one person looked at the bull's-eye and said with a smile: "Ossie, you missed again. Not only did you miss the tenth ring this time, even the ninth ring was just missed."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the gun and wanted to show Ossie his gun skills. He aimed around with the help of the scope, and finally just wanted to pull the trigger, but found that there was a scorched spot at the 10th ring in the scope. trace.

He was taken aback,
Slowly put the gun down.

Who shot in their territory?
He was answered by the roar of a flying bus engine.

A few hundred meters away, a flying sightseeing bus sped by, and through the opened glass, you could see the passengers sitting inside.

The skin colors of these passengers are different, and they are doing different things, but most of them are busy with the things at hand. The only one among these people who concentrates on looking out the window is Lynn who just got on the bus.

Lynn put down the binoculars in his hand and wiped the muzzle compensator on the energy pistol that was still emitting residual heat. The tea brewed on the partition in front of him was still warm.

This is Lynn's new whoring strategy.

Going to the shooting range to shoot targets is too expensive.

There is a fee per hour, and even the guns in their venues are used, and the bullets are even more expensive.

Although Lynn can afford it at this stage, there is no need to spend the money at all.

And take the bus,
Relatively speaking, it is very cheap.

So it's better to shoot directly on the bus.Skills sharpen gun skills and save money. They use energy pistols so as not to make too much noise to disturb other passengers.

Lynn couldn't help nodding in satisfaction, secretly thinking that he is really a genius.

After his shooting level broke through to LV 4, this world suddenly became clear to Lynn.

He has a deep understanding of the trajectory of the shot. In his eyes, the trajectory of everything seems to be clearly visible. Before he pulls the trigger, he already knows where the bullet will shoot.Even outside the gun's effective range, he was able to hit his target with some certainty.

So what is the use of this?
Lynn doesn't know yet, but he feels that this skill will always come in handy.Maybe today, maybe tomorrow.

On this day, Lynn, as usual, was walking on Clan Street after dinner, and stopped in front of a stall when he saw something by chance.

"How about it? Do you want to try it?" The booth was deserted at first, but the boss saw someone coming, and immediately got up from the saddle and greeted him with a smile.

In front of you is a wooden plank.There were seven balloons hanging neatly on the wooden board, and there was a row of air guns in front of Lynn.

Lynn was silent, looking at the notice board in front of him, with a few large characters written on it with a black whiteboard marker.

"At 10 o'clock."

"Hit one balloon, you can get a chance to draw a lottery in the first prize pool, hit two balloons in a row, you can get a chance to draw a lottery in two prize pools, hit three balloons in a row, and you can..."

Lynn read it carefully and seemed to understand it.

To be precise, this is a shooting arena game.

The more times the balloons are shot in a row, the higher the level of the lottery prize pool will be, and every time the balloon is shot, you will get a chance to choose, and the designer can choose whether to continue shooting or make a settlement.

If the settlement is made, the lottery operation will be carried out directly. If you continue to shoot, it’s okay if you hit it. If you miss it, all the previous efforts will be in vain.

Lin En understood the rules, looked at the big prize pools, and asked the boss in astonishment: "Are you serious about the rules?"

The boss was stunned: "What does this mean? Of course what I wrote above is serious. Do you want to try it? In this way, I will give you a [-]% discount for the first bullet."

"so good?"

Lynn was startled. He casually picked up a gun and weighed it in his hand. The corners of his eyes wrinkled slightly.

After all, he used to be a mechanic who made prosthetic limbs, and he had a lot of research on these things. As soon as he got the gun, he felt something was wrong.

This air gun, whether it is the configuration of the parts or the manufacturing method, is quite rubbish, and its accuracy is too poor. If you want to shoot balloons continuously, it is not something that can be done by just anyone who knows how to shoot.

Lin En pondered for a moment, instead of going up immediately, he kept asking the boss about everything.

"Oh, you don't call, why do you always ask?" The boss was also a little annoyed when asked, but now he saw another person approaching, so the boss put out another smiling face, and went to greet this new customer...

(End of this chapter)