Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!-Chapter 845: For Zuzi, Nothing Is Trivial! Mr. Bo Hits the Phoenix Tree from a Thousand Paces!
"Wow, Mr. Bo’s posture while holding the gun is truly unique; it’s a hundred times cooler than what Instructor Yan taught us!"
"Wow, carrying it like this is indeed not tiring at all, so relaxing!"
"I didn’t know the trigger could be pulled this way, this way the recoil doesn’t hurt the shoulder that much, amazing!"
"Mr. Bo, you’re my idol!"
Xi Rubao and Wu Qianman, watching Bao Gucheng’s demonstration through the small screen of Xi Zuzi’s smartwatch, couldn’t help but be amazed.
Indeed, a boss makes everything look effortless!
Hold on, the place where Mr. Bo is demonstrating... why does it seem like it’s not a shooting range? Not far behind in the corridor, there are doctors and nurses walking around? Is it in the hospital’s backyard?!
So Mr. Bo was originally doing business at the hospital, but for Ancestor Sister, he specially ordered someone to bring a piece to demonstrate on site?
Xi Rubao and Wu Qianman felt caught off guard and force-fed a handful of dog food early in the morning.
At this moment.
On the other end of the smartwatch, Bao Gucheng lowered his wrist and looked at the screen: "Can you see clearly, Miss Zuzi?"
Xi Zuzi nodded thoughtfully: "So shooting is like the monkeys from Huaguo Mountain throwing fruits at the monkeys outside, it’s all about precision?"
Bao Gucheng’s lips twitched: "You can understand it that way."
But...
Do I really look like a monkey from Huaguo Mountain?
Xi Zuzi smiled warmly: "Then it’s easy. Xiao Chenger, you’re busy, no need to worry about this small matter."
The anxious Xi Rubao and Wu Qianman said: "No, no, no, this isn’t easy at all, we just learned the basics, Sis! We want to continue learning more and more."
Bao Gucheng’s eyes narrowed deeply, pondering.
Knowing Xi Zuzi was learning shooting, he temporarily asked Chen Long to bring the same model AK215 they were training with to the hospital. He just demonstrated a few moves in front of the camera, without truly showing his skills, and she wanted him to stop?
Not a chance.
He slowly said: "The surgery time here is still very long, it’s just a matter of waiting. Besides, Miss Zuzi’s matters are no small issues."
Xi Zuzi smiled: "Alright."
Xi Rubao and Wu Qianman: "...!"
What is that overly sweet taste in their mouths?!
Bao Gucheng held the AK215 with one hand, attached a silencer, rested it on his shoulder, slightly tilted his neck, eyes narrowed, and his long finger pulled the trigger—
The movements were seamless, and before Xi Rubao and others could react, a faint wisp of smoke drifted by as Bao Gucheng lowered his arm.
The video call shifted towards a distant Parasol Tree.
Chen Long was jogging over, the treetop of the Parasol Tree trembling as if startled by flying birds just now.
Chen Long crouched on the ground, picked for a while, and came back with a handful of leaves.
Xi Rubao and Wu Qianman relaxed a bit.
Was Mr. Bo shooting at leaves?
Hey, even if they can’t handle the AK215 at all, a random spraying should hit a few leaves, right?
Mr. Bo is really humorous, teaching them such a sneaky method for these novices.
However.
When the leaves in Chen Long’s hands were shown to the camera.
Xi Rubao and Wu Qianman’s lips parted slightly, then instantly exclaimed "Ah" in a volume big enough to swallow an egg—
The leaves Chen Long brought back were all neatly marked with small round burnt bullet marks at the stem, perfectly uniform, more standard than their formation.
This wasn’t random spraying; it was the result of carefully aiming at each leaf!
In ancient times, there was hitting an arrow through a hundred paces, and now there’s Mr. Bo... a thousand paces through Parasol Tree?
