I am a Taoist priest in the extraordinary world

Chapter 42 Whimpering and Shooting

Catherine has been very irritable lately.

Perhaps it was because the time spent alone in the vacant room became longer and longer, which made this young woman who was at the age of a wolf feel lonely and lonely like never before.

Although the in-laws will still remit the money to her personal account in Huliton Bank on time every month, no matter how secure the material life is, sometimes it cannot satisfy the growing emptiness in the spiritual world.

not to mention,
Her heart is always beating around the corner.

"Handsome private detective, compared with the strong bus driver last time, who is more comfortable?"

Catherine stood in the living room, gently stroking the oil painting on the wall commissioned by her husband with her slender white fingers, and said to herself.

The oil painting depicts a man and a woman. The man is handsome, his hair is neatly combed back, and there is a slight smile on his face. In his arms, there is a beautiful woman.

"Whenever I see this painting, I always think of the gentle and considerate you, but where did you go and why did you never come back?"

She seemed to think of the sad place, and she rubbed the man's face on the oil painting, her voice was a little sobbing.

"If you hadn't changed, how could I be what I am now."

The more Catherine thought about it, the worse she felt. She never thought of herself as an unscrupulous woman,
At the beginning, no matter how busy her husband was with his business, she only kept in proper contact with some "friends", and she didn't think she had crossed the last step.

But the husband didn't seem to believe her, and a quarrel broke out between them, but every time at the end, the other party would take the initiative to coax her.

"Why didn't you coax me later? In your eyes, am I really that unprofessional and unruly woman?"

She muttered to the man on the oil painting, but in the next second, the expression on that face suddenly became resentful,

"You must have someone else outside, right? Otherwise, how could you talk less and less, and even refuse to look at me again!"

"You must have met those coquettish and shameless people, and you were coaxed by them, fascinated by their bodies, and a few casual flattery will make you forget yourself!"

Catherine's tone became more resentful, and she glared at the smiling man in the oil painting, as if this could vent the long-standing resentment in her heart.

a long time,

She suddenly smiled again.

"Hahaha it's actually pretty good when you're not around, you know? Last time I invited that bus driver to my house, we stood here,
He stood right behind me and said I was like his bus, hahaha.
That kind of taboo-like experience is teasing my nerves every second.”

Catherine leaned on the wall with both hands, her delicately painted face was flushed with blush, her lips were slightly parted, and she leaned against the man's ear in the oil painting, exhaling like silk:
"Like,
in front of you."

24 Yole Street.

Against the scorching afternoon sun, Dante walked out of the villa, carrying a black briefcase in his hand, which contained the letter of introduction that Ivy had just issued for him.

According to the "extra training plan" agreed with Old Tom, he needs to study the occult every morning, and in the afternoon, he will go to the shooting club belonging to the Nolan City Police Department to conduct the necessary firearms training.

As an auxiliary Extraordinary, Dante certainly has Taoism as the most fundamental means, but due to the current level is too low, the effect displayed in battle is not as obvious and rapid as that of thermal weapons.

After all, for low levels, firearms and enchanted bullets can also cause fatal damage.

"At present, it seems that the Mantra of Purifying the Mind, the Mantra of Peaceful Land, and the Golden Light Mantra, together with the corresponding instructions, can all play a very good role, and some spells can also achieve miraculous effects.
For example, setting up a simple formation, or targeting a spirit like Richard.
But the qi I can use now is still too little, and many methods are only based on theoretical knowledge, if I use it forcefully, I might just play it off."

Dante was walking on the sidewalk, with thoughts popping up in his mind one after another, and he unknowingly followed the westward direction of Yole Street to the Red Maple Road at the back.

He stopped in front of a seven-story building with walls covered with ivy, confirmed the house number, and walked in.

Although the federal government's control over firearms is not too strict, the shooting ranges of police stations in various places are generally not used by the public, except for some people who have special channels. They can spend some money to join the shooting club in exchange for access to it. Chance.

This is also an effective way for the middle class of the Federation to implicitly express their status at the banquet.

After entering the gate, there is a spacious and bright welcome desk. Dante walked over and handed the issued letter of introduction to the service staff in charge of reception.

After careful verification, he was led to the third floor and came to a small airtight indoor shooting range.

Choosing the 10-meter target commonly used by novices, Dante took out the revolver that Joseph had given him before from the gun bag, and took out the 50 rounds of ordinary bullets that he specially applied for today from the briefcase, and put them on the storage table next to him. Take 6 pieces and stuff them into the cylinder one by one.

pat!

Dante closed the revolver, held the gun with both hands, and aimed straight at the target 10 meters away.

However, he did not rush to shoot, but adjusted over and over again based on the main points that Joseph taught him at breakfast, as well as the knowledge he learned about the three-point line, recoil, and gun-holding posture.

I don't know if it's because he has become a Extraordinary, but he feels that his body coordination ability is much stronger than that on Earth, and it didn't take long for him to find the feeling.

Immediately afterwards, he assumed a standard posture and pulled the trigger.

boom!
His arm trembled, and the recoil, not strong but not weak, made his first shot miss the target.

After a brief pause, he made a small adjustment again, changing the part of the body where the force is exerted to ensure a more stable arm.

boom! boom! boom!
Shooting one shot after another, Dante kept feeling in practice until all six bullets were fired.

No wonder it was said that the sharpshooter was fed by bullets. He shook his numb arm and looked at the results of his first practice.

Well, it's horrible
Not surprised, he threw out the revolver, dumped out the empty shell casings, and then picked up new brass-colored bullets and stuffed them one by one.

Bang bang bang!
The uninterrupted sound of gunfire echoed in the shooting range. Dante practiced again and again, and did not take too long a rest until he fired all the 50 bullets he received today, gradually stabilized his target, and began to pursue the number of hits .

Shaking his sore arm from continuous shooting, he poured out the last shell casing, and took out 6 silver demon hunting bullets that were applied for together today from his briefcase, and carefully inspected them. stand up.

"The lines above should be the miniature array mentioned by old Tom. It can absorb a small amount of ether, and cooperate with the effect of the thermal weapon itself to achieve greater lethality against extraordinary people and even extraordinary creatures."

Dante narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the teaching content of Old Tom's course, and suddenly an idea popped up in his mind:

"Can the talisman be engraved on it?"

　It was discovered that the title and content were changed after being reviewed, and it has been adjusted now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)