Chapter 180

Yang Yi had a gun on him, a Glock 17 pistol.

But compared to Yang Yi's fighting ability, his marksmanship is really bad. For a person who has never played with a gun at all, he can definitely count the number of bullets he has shot with two hands. If his marksmanship is good, then he is really Damn it.

So Yang Yi has a gun on his body, but he feels like he still has no weapon. Compared with a pistol, he wants to have a knife, which is much better than the knife made by himself in prison.

"What weapon do you want, a knife?"

"Yes, I need a good knife, a good knife."

Brian seemed very interested in Yang Yi's choice.

"What kind of knife do you want? Long or short, single-edged or double-edged dagger, do you value concealment more, or pursue feel more, do you have any requirements for the material? Do you have any requirements for the handle material?"

Brian asked a bunch of questions, Yang Yi thought for a while and said, "I don't know."

"You don't know? How can you not know what kind of knife you need?"

"Before I entered the prison, I was not good at anything, but I learned a lot of things in the prison, the most important of which is Huaxia Kungfu. The knife is an extension of the arm and a multiplier of lethality, but I didn't have the opportunity to try it one by one. which suits me best.”

Brian exhaled and said, "Okay, what about the gun? How is your marksmanship? Good at close range? Long range? Rapid fire?"

Yang Yi said honestly: "To be honest, I know the model of the gun, and I can recognize it when I see it, but that's all."

Brian's face was ugly, and he said with a mournful face, "That means your marksmanship is poor."

Yang Yi spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I can't confirm it now, because I haven't fired a few shots, but, but, uh, what you said is correct, at least my marksmanship is very poor now."

Brian exhaled, patted Yang Yi's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what you want to do, whether you want to be a spy or a killer, marksmanship is the foundation, marksmanship is very important, more important than anything else."

"I know, I just didn't have the opportunity to practice shooting before. When I have time, I will practice shooting well."

Brian let out a sigh of relief and said helplessly: "If you can't even shoot, how are you going to fight against a killer organization? Now I have a new evaluation of your strength. You are a rookie. Super rookie!"

Yang Yi said helplessly: "What can I do? Even if I am a genius, I have to have the opportunity to learn before I can master a new skill. I started from scratch. I have to learn everything, and what you said It's my weakness, Brian, my strength isn't marksmanship, but I have my strengths."

Brian held out his hand and made a shooting gesture.

"Bang, you're dead, no matter what strengths you have, you're dead."

After blowing on his fingertips, Brian smiled and said, "It's like a diver must learn to swim first. No matter how beautiful the aerial movements are, how perfect the posture is when entering the water, and then drowned in the water?"

Yang Yi said helplessly again: "I understand! I really understand what you said, and I will learn."

Bryan shrugged and said, "The marksmanship is not learned, but shot. Any good shooter is made of bullets. If you shoot 100,000 bullets, you are a good shooter, at least not too bad."

"Now can we go find a shooting range and let me practice shooting?"

"cannot."

"This is incredible. I will definitely practice if I have the opportunity, but for now, let's get down to business first."

"I just can't imagine why you haven't fired a gun. After all, you are a person who aspires to be a spy."

"You are in the United States, guns are everywhere, but I grew up in an environment without guns, what can I do?"

"Environmental factors, I understand, but I can't understand why you go to prison to learn how to fight with a prisoner, instead of learning how to use a gun first, this is the most fundamental thing, now I am more sure that you are sent by God to save me Angel, otherwise all this would be inexplicable."

"That bastard in prison was supposed to teach me how to shoot a gun. He had to teach me how to fight. I don't know how to explain it. It's the way a special soldier fights, not a spy, but that bastard suffered. The stimulus is gone, and I have to go find him before someone can teach me that."

"I can teach you without anyone else. Don't forget that the person in front of you is the most powerful person in the world. Oh, this store looks good, go in and have a look."

They chatted and walked until Brian entered a clothing store.

Brian has a lot of experience in how to dress himself. Although he has a bad old man's appearance, he has a hipster heart.

Putting on a shirt and a suit, although he was still unshaven and his hair was messy, Brian seemed to be ten years younger after putting on a suit.

Throwing the old clothes directly into the trash can, Brian walked away wearing new clothes, but the sneakers on his feet were extremely inconsistent with his clothes, but after Brian changed the socks and leather shoes again, he remained It's grooming to deal with.

Brian is still picky, and he was going to get a straight haircut, but after finding out that the rest of his hair didn't work out to his satisfaction, he kept looking for something that would satisfy him.

After searching for a long time in a taxi, Brian finally bought a wig he was looking for, and after buying the wig, he finally entered a barber shop.

A very upscale barber shop.

Cutting, shaving, and having his real hair cut to match the wig, Brian paid close attention to detail.

Yang Yi also changed to a new hairstyle by the way, but he was over soon, and the next thing was to wait for Brian, who was so bored.

Yang Yi swore to himself that this was the first time he had a sore foot from shopping with a man, and it must be the last time. When he was bored, Brian suddenly stood in front of Yang Yi.

A straight suit, a snow-white shirt, shiny leather shoes, and a head of thick brown hair. When Brian stood in front of Yang Yi, Yang Yi really didn't dare to recognize Brian.

From an old man who looked seventy years old, Brian suddenly became a middle-aged man in his early fifties, and he was vigorous, well-dressed, and a successful man with impeccable body shape and attire.

After looking at it for a long time, Yang Yi finally nodded and said: "Not bad, very good."

Brian smiled slightly and said, "Very well, then pay."

After paying the money and leaving the barbershop, Yang Yi exhaled and said, "Now can we go and buy a knife I like?"

Brian raised his left hand and said, "No, look at my outfit, don't you realize that I still lack a watch? If your last weapon is a knife, then you have to be careful with your most important weapon." Some, we crossed the border at night, and when we get to the United States, I will give you a knife that suits you best, as for now, let's go buy a watch."