Not bad. Two shots hit the target. If you practice more, it won't be long before you become a qualified shooter. The coach comforted Tangleh.
I hope so, Tangleh thought. In the next half an hour, Tangleh shot more than 50 bullets. As time passed, Tangleh's feel got better and better, and the number of times the bullets hit the target also increased.
Very good, young man, you have a good talent for shooting. It's good that you can reach this level on your first try. You have to know that I have been working here for six years and I have seen many people. Some people boast about themselves.
When it was really his turn to shoot, some shot with their eyes closed, some shot while shouting, and some stood for two hours and did not dare to shoot even once.
There really was such a thing. Tangleh could not help but be curious. Do you think I am lying to you? The coach rolled his eyes at Tangleh. Tangleh looked at the watch on his wrist and said to Coach Crewe, I have to go home for dinner. I have to go to class in the afternoon. Thank you for today. No need to thank me, this is my job. Come and play when you are free.
Bye bye, young man.
Tangleh put down the gun and the ear protector in his hands. After saying goodbye to the coach, he left the club. When he returned home, the butler Stan asked, Why did you come back so late today? Oh, I went to register for a firearms license. I also went to the shooting club to practice.
Young Master, since when did you like firearms? I remember that Master gave you a small pistol on your 10th birthday. In the end, you didn't like the pistol and insisted on changing it to a small teddy bear. Because of this, you and Master didn't speak for three months. Hearing this, Tangleh thought of the .22 caliber pistol in his room. That was probably how it came about.
Stan, you don't know. People change. It's impossible to always like and hate something. Alright, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm hungry. Let's eat first. After saying that, he walked into the dining room. Stan looked at Tangleh who was wolfing down the food in the dining room.
She murmured, "The young master is so different, it's strange."
After dinner, Tangleh was alone in his room, fiddling with the shotgun he bought. After trying it a few times, he realized that it took a lot of effort to open the magazine. This was a big problem. If he didn't learn how to use a shotgun as soon as possible, he would be at a disadvantage when fighting in the jungle in the future.
Thinking of this, he thought of the problem of physical fitness that he had mentioned before. He had to formulate a set of training methods as soon as possible. In the afternoon physical education class, Tangleh and Ruth were playing ping-pong. Tangleh's superb skills made Ruth run all over the place. Ruth was sweating profusely and gasping for breath as she said to Tangleh, "Brother, your skills used to be terrible. Why are you so good now?" Don't you know that I'm a genius? As long as I play with something, I'll learn it the next day.
Stop being so cocky. Why didn't I see you being so powerful before? I deliberately let you win. Is this for real?
Ruth asked incredulously. "It must be true." Tangleh said proudly, "Little guy, I used to be on the school ping-pong team. It would be strange if you could beat me with your skills."
During the break, Tangleh smiled and said to Ruth, "Sister, I'm a little short on money recently. I want to buy something. Can you lend me some money? I'll return it to you later."
"Brother, you look so fake when you smile. Fortunately, it's me. If it was someone else, they definitely wouldn't agree to your request. Tell me, how much do you want to borrow?"
"It won't be too much. Hehehe, I'll borrow 1500 first."
"Pfft!" Ruth sprayed the Coca-Cola in her mouth onto Tangleh's face. 1500？
What do you want to buy that much money? Didn't I buy a lot of things for you previously? You used them up so quickly.
Tangleh hurriedly explained, "That's different, Ruth. I want to buy personal items." "Personal items don't cost that much." Tangleh suddenly remembered that there was a big difference between the price of goods now and the future. In the future, 1500 was not worth much, but that was because the price of goods had risen. 1500 didn't have much purchasing power, which was equivalent to less than 300.
This was the 50s, which meant that 1,500 dollars was equivalent to 70,000 to 80,000 dollars in the modern world. No wonder Ruth was so surprised. She came from a wealthy family, so 1,500 dollars was nothing to her. If it were any other student, it would be an astronomical figure.
"When do you want it?" Ruth asked, "Tomorrow? If not, a few days later. I'll give it to you tomorrow. I'm afraid I'll forget about it in a few days."
"Thank you so much, sister. I love you so much." As he spoke, Tangleh made a gesture as if he wanted to hug her. Ruth quickly moved away. "It's not because you love me, but because you love my money!" "Tangleh …"
"Brother will start the exam tomorrow. What should I do? I'm most afraid of math and chemistry. Don't worry, I'll send you a note then." Tangleh vowed. "Ah!" Ruth covered her mouth in surprise. "Isn't that cheating? What's the big deal? It's just cheating. As long as I can pass the exam, it's fine. "
Hearing this, Ruth stopped talking. Tangleh ignored her and said, "I'll send you a note tomorrow during the exam. You can copy it if you want." "Sister, let's play a little longer. I'm not playing anymore. You're too good. I'm not a match for a genius like you. Find someone else to practice with." "Tangleh …"
The next day, Ruth successfully passed the exam with the help of Tangleh. Tangleh also borrowed the money he needed. As the old saying went, "A penny is no match for a hero." With the money, Tangleh began his crazy and bold exercise plan. If he wanted to exercise, he needed to have exercise equipment.
Tangleh first went to the store to buy two barbells, which were used to train his arm muscles. Then he went to the nearby poor community. He had to explain the poor community to everyone.
The poor community was also called the black community. In the 1950s and 1960s, racial discrimination in the United States was very serious. Black people were strictly restricted and insulted in public, drinking water, washing hands, riding, shopping, and working.
The black community was located in the southeast of the city. The environment here was harsh. There was domestic garbage and industrial waste everywhere. The public security was poor, and the crime rate was high. Most of the people living here were at the bottom. He walked into the poor community.
Tangleh's vigilance increased by a hundred percent. He was really afraid that a group of people would rush out of the street and rob him, leaving him with only his underwear. If that happened, it would be really embarrassing.
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