Chapter 665: Party (please collect, recommend, and monthly tickets)
Chapter 665 Party (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
Xuela's new album did not attract too many people's attention in China. Only one photo attracted everyone's attention. Xu Chuan was sitting on a chair holding a guitar and playing, while Xuela was sitting aside with his chin propped up on his face. Look at him with a bright smile.
The photos are definitely photoshopped, and these foreigners are also very good at composing CPs.
“Who is this girl?” Many people on the Chinese Internet have asked this question. For many people in China, they don’t actually pay much attention to these European and American celebrities. They may think they are familiar but can’t name them.
Of course someone will provide some information, but everyone’s focus is on Sheila’s eyes, “This woman must have a fever.”
Some people who were not too concerned about the incident directly used this photo to tag most of the domestic female stars, "Hurry up and work hard, the great ones will be seduced soon."
Including but not limited to female celebrities who had been in contact with Xu Chuan, they were all commented on by these people, which directly made this matter a hot search.
Of course these young masters Xu didn’t know. He was called out by Allen Wayne to attend a party at an outdoor shooting range.
Xu Chuan originally refused. First of all, California has the strictest gun management in the United States. There are various restrictions on rifles, and the magazine locks are considered good. You can see many strange-looking guns here, so play It actually sounds pretty boring. To play with guns, you still have to go to a red-neck state. It would be nice to go to Las Vegas, which is closer.
After Mr. Xu encountered two consecutive shootings in one day and killed one person, he felt a little guilty. After all, it was just a shooting range. If there was a mental illness, it was up to him to enjoy it or not. Woolen cloth.
However, Allen strongly invited him. I can only say that this guy is really not afraid of death.
And Xue La seemed to be quite interested. She hadn't rested for a long time, and it was a rare day off to relax. Xu Chuan had no choice but to agree.
When we arrived at the place, we found out that it was the shooting range of one of Allen's friends, and a lot of people had gathered there. These people were definitely not Mr. Allen's friends, they were both businessmen and businessmen.
Not only was there a rally, but there also seemed to be a speech by a former administration executive, who was clearly a Republican, proposing looser gun control in California.
“Well, my dad was really annoyed by these people, so he asked me to take care of it.” California is a stronghold of the Democratic Party and definitely the home base of the white left. The Republican Party is destined to be unable to make waves.
However, this kind of proposal, which is similar to an essay, comes every year. Whether it is passed or not is another matter. If you do nothing, it will look like you have nothing to do. More importantly, this kind of speech is chargeable.
Just like this time, the retired executive's fee is more than 200,000 US dollars. This is already an exchange of interests that can be brought to the table, and it is legal.
Alan’s father must be in debt to this man and is paying off the debt in this way.
“Do you know what happened recently?” Alan greeted Sheila, and the three of them were strolling around casually.
"What?"
"A few days ago, a drug lord offered a $100 million reward on TV to rescue him. At that time, there was a fierce gun battle between SWAT and some armed men. There was also a robbery in Brentwood yesterday and Shay was attacked in the evening.", Allen briefly told Xu Chuan the reason for this gathering.
Xu Chuanxin said, "Isn't this a coincidence? It all has something to do with me." ’
“So, this time they used these incidents as a reason to ask the state government to relax restrictions on assault weapons.” Allen raised his eyebrows and gestured to the protagonist of this rally with his eyes.
It was a middle-aged black man who looked very elite, and he was talking loudly with a group of people in suits who looked like they were not here to shoot targets.
“We must support this matter. I feel very unfree right now. Can you help me ask him if I can help me get an FFL with another 200,000 yuan?”
FFL (Federal Firearms License), which means Federal Firearms License, is a license granted by the United States to civilians or companies involved in arms manufacturing and trade.
Eren almost choked on his saliva, "Are you going to shoot up the store?" This guy couldn't be planning to do something else.
Xu Chuan, of course, said that he would definitely not be able to apply. If he wanted to apply, he could only use the status of the few native Americans in the company. "Forget it, I'm just kidding." Xu Chuan patted Allen on the shoulder. This guy's expression was as if he was planning to do a big case here, and he would let you know if he really did it.
The men and women passing by said hello to the three people. It was more like an outdoor party, except that they could shoot targets at the same time.
Most people came with their own weapons, and Xu Chuan had seen all kinds of weird-looking guns that appeared under the California Gun Control Act.
Various shark fins and magazine locks that restrict gun holding postures are quite annoying anyway. Xu Chuan would rather not play with such things than buy them anyway.
"These things are a complete joke. If bad people want to do bad things, wouldn't they take them down? The only function of this strange law is to restrict good people's right to self-defense. They are unconstitutional.", that black man Make an impassioned speech, look at other people, and then think about the Curtiss around you. They are all of the same race, why are there such big differences.
“This behavior by the California government completely violates 2A (Second Amendment)”
Xu Chuan could not help but applaud him while standing aside. He was right.
Sheila pushed him gently, pulled him out of the crowd, and said with a smile, "Teach me how to shoot."
Okay, now that you are here, let these people know what professionalism is, hum.
However, Young Master Xu underestimated his own instinct. As a person who would have a stress reaction when hearing the sound of firecrackers, in a place full of strange gunmen, his brain kept issuing alarms for him. This is why he did not like to come to ordinary places. Because of the shooting range, two knives are too many.
Resisting the urge to pin the idiot who pointed the gun at him to the ground, Xu Chuan helped Xue La choose a Smith & Wesson M&P9c, which is a compact version of the M&P9 with a 9mm caliber and 10-round magazine size. Small and suitable for women.
But to be honest, the barrel of this compact gun is too short, and the recoil is actually harder to control.
"Okay, hold it as high as possible." Xu Chuan taught her the correct posture of holding the gun step by step, and then straightened her golden fingers that she was used to as a beginner.
“Put your arms forward at the same time, use both hands hard, and don’t straighten your arms too much.” Then press the trigger falsely when there is no bullet in the gun.
Let her do this a few times, and after she felt it was okay, Xu Chuan handed her the magazine.
Helping her put on the noise-canceling headphones and goggles, "Just do what you did before, shoot at the target." Behind her, he slightly supported her back with his left hand.
“Don’t you need to aim?” Sheila turned around and asked in confusion.
“Hehe, the three-meter target is a fart.” It felt so good to hear the sound.
“Oh”, and then pulled the trigger.
Facts have proven that some people can miss even a three-meter target.
Xu Chuan couldn't figure out how this woman did it, considering that it was a half-length target.
However, Xue La was very happy. She turned to look at Xu Chuan with an excited face, and the gun that had already been idle turned directly around.
“Fuck” Xu Chuan ducked aside completely out of reflex, then reached out and snatched the gun away.
With a black look on his face, he knocked on the opponent's head and said, "Don't point your gun at anyone at any time, even if you are 100% sure that there are no bullets in the gun."
(End of this chapter)