Chapter 1334 (1/2)

Many sports athletes have a very strong personal style. As long as they see the landmark action, they can know who that person is without looking at their face.

Singing is the same. When you hear the sound, you know who sang the song. Many people have their own unique brand and can't hide it.

There is no doubt that Gao Yang also has a very strong personal style. It's OK not to shoot. No one knows who he is, but as soon as he picks up the gun and fires, he will jump out of the horizon like the sun and can't hide.

The shooting habit is that Gao Yang fired countless bullets and finally fixed it. It's impossible to change it. It's too late to strengthen the impression and fix the normal shooting action.

However, in places outside the battlefield, his shooting habits are very deadly. Gao Yang really has a headache. As a mercenary, after he has made too many enemies, he really doesn't want to be recognized because of his shooting methods, but on the battlefield, this is impossible. He won't change his shooting methods and habits because he wants to hide his identity.

The way of greeting has too strong impact and attracts everyone's attention to himself, but Gao Yang is a little tangled about whether to continue, so he looks at Morgan with help seeking eyes.

Morgan has come to him, to Gaoyang's side, Morgan patted Gaoyang on the shoulder, and then whispered: ”here, no one will do anything like shooting. Rest assured and boldly enjoy shooting, and say hello to them. Believe me, in Texas, nothing can better integrate into their circle than this way.”

Gao Yang nodded, put the pistol and empty magazine on the table, raised half of his beer and shook it to several people. After saying hello, he drank the beer in one gulp, then picked up a commemorative Winchester m1894 lever rifle and walked to the front again.

Take a deep breath, shoot a close iron target, try the collimation, then aim the muzzle at the far iron target and jingle up.

The loading capacity of the lever rifle was very large. The continuous and rapid movement of the bullet on the gun made his fingers ache. When he finished shooting all the bullets, he took out his hand and looked at his red fingers because of the speed. Then he blew a breath into his fingers, but suddenly heard applause.

Everyone applauded. The big, strong man gave him a thumbs up, and then said loudly with an accent he didn't understand: ”nice fight, man, nice fight.”

Gao Yang leaned slightly to greet him, then raised the gun in his hand, and then put the gun on the table again.

Gao Yang planned to stop, but the audience stopped. The big, strong man said excitedly with a strong accent: ”man, continue, continue, show your hands again.”

Gao Yang saw a shotgun and stood in pairs. He picked it up, then began to load bullets into his pocket. When he filled his pocket with bullets and stuffed two bullets into the barrel, he clicked the barrel and began to look for a suitable target.

It's best to have a target throwing machine. Unfortunately, there is no target throwing machine here. Just when Gao Yang is looking for a suitable target, the strong man shouted, ”you want to find the target of the activity? Man, can you hit me when I throw a beer bottle?”

Gao Yang nodded and said with a smile, ”OK, but will it be too troublesome to clean up the beer bottle?”

”It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! Man, just call and leave the cleaning work to me. You don't have to worry at all.”

The strong man ran to the table and carried two empty beer bottles. Then he shouted to him, ”man, pay attention, I'm going to throw it away.”

Gao Yang didn't carry the gun, but smiled and said, ”use some strength to throw it away.”

A beer bottle whizzed up into the sky, raised his gun quickly, and then the glass bottle broke into powder in the air.

Gao Yang put down his gun and said loudly, ”man, don't throw it high, throw it far away.”

The bottle flew out again and was smashed by Gao Yang. This kind of target was not difficult for him at all.

The strong man was stunned and said, ”man, you played well. Wait, I'll go to those bottles again.”

Another person who had been watching the performance shouted, ”I'll go, I'll get it, let me throw it this time!”

The speaker was not very old. He looked that he was seventeen or eighteen. After that, he ran away immediately, but the strong man shouted at the young man's back, ”bring more!”

Morgan whispered and smiled beside Gao Yang: ”they are Murray's sons, the eldest and youngest.”

At this time, the strong man came to Gao Yang. He said excitedly, ”Hello, man, my name is Rick Perry. I haven't seen you before. Are you my father's friend?”

Rick didn't want to shake hands with Gao Yang, but raised his palm. After Gao Yang slapped Rick, he smiled and said, ”Hello, Rick, I'm invited by your father. You can call me Gao.”

Rick smiled, ”you're great. Are you professional?”