Chapter 50 Sparrow (Thanks to the alliance leader "The Transcendent of the Heavens" for the reward)
"I really want to find someone to try...Mr. Oystercatcher?"
Gilan murmured, and then shook his head Shake his head.
"He can't do it. He's too weak. What if he can't control his strength and kick him to death?"
He thought about it and finally planned to go to the attic on the fourth floor. After some practice, there is a sturdy dummy target there, which should allow you to test the power of the "Bone Crushing Kick".
But before that, Jilan decided to use up the remaining 5 points of mysterious energy.
He took out the Colt short-barreled revolver that was only about the size of a palm from his waist, and thought to himself:
'My mastery of firearms is limited to double-barreled shotguns, but pistols are the most commonly used. weapons, and the double-barreled shotgun can be stored in the dimensional space and can serve as a surprise trump card. It is best not to use it casually... Then, you can consider improving your pistol proficiency. ’
Gilan held the handle of the revolver with his right hand and muttered in his heart:
‘Beautiful. ’
The colored number "5" in the corner of his sight jumped and changed back to "0" again.
Gilan suddenly had a lot of knowledge and skills about short-barreled revolvers in his mind, and his body instantly became familiar with the revolver in his hand.
Like an old gunman who has been shooting pistols for many years.
Shoo.
Jilan flicked the ring finger of his right hand, and the short-barreled revolver rotated in his hand.
He flicked his right arm holding the gun, and his eyes, rear sight and crosshair were all aligned, aiming straight at a big tit on the treetop outside the window. Then he shook his right hand and threw the revolver to his left hand, aiming again at the room. Spherical bump on the coat rack in the corner.
Swish, swish...
The revolver keeps switching between his hands, aiming at various small objects around him, such as wall calendars, table corners, doorknobs, lampshades, decorative vases, etc.
Gilan is completely confident and can hit any small target in the room.
Click.
The left wheel fell into the right hand again, and his thumb flipped the spring nest switch, and the wheel popped out and started spinning.
Gilan took out the 9mm bullets that Miss Seagull gave him from his trouser pocket. He raised and lowered his left hand with his fingers as dexterously as a pianist playing, and loaded six yellow bullets in less than two seconds. When he arrived at the bomb nest, he closed it immediately.
‘Very good. ’
Gilan nodded with satisfaction.
He loaded the remaining bullets into two quick loaders in advance, then gathered them together and put them into his trouser pockets.
Immediately, he got up and left the room, going to the fourth-floor attic of the apartment.
After closing the attic door tightly, he found a dummy target and stood three meters in front of it.
"Hiss...hoo..."
Jilan took a deep breath, her legs were shoulder-width apart, and her hands relaxed and dropped naturally.
He stared at the head of the target dummy with calm eyes.
Suddenly, he moved——
I saw that his speed was astonishingly fast. He advanced two steps forward in the blink of an eye, twisted his waist to the left, bent his right leg, and kicked forward suddenly, like a handle. The invincible steel spear!
The gray and black suit trouser legs flashed an afterimage, and instantly hit the dummy target’s head!
Pong! !
A loud noise.
The 10-pound head on the dummy target suddenly flew up, hit the wall like a twisted ball, and made a dent. Then it flew across the afterimage bullet to the ceiling, and after collision, it hit hard. Fall to the ground!
Dong dong dong dong! !
The sound echoed in the attic for a long time, and Gilan looked a little surprised.
'Fortunately, I didn't find Mr. Oystercatcher...' he thought to himself. ‘With this kick, his head will bloom, right? ’
Immediately, he picked up the dummy target head on the ground and took a closer look.
Ji Lan was shocked to see that the prosthetic head in his hand had become dented, the layers of cowhide wrapped around it had burst, the cotton was scattered, and the 0.5 cm layer of iron inside had a hole, exposing the innermost solid hardwood, which was also extremely cracked, and even Every time you move, a lot of sawdust will be scattered.
He walked to the dummy target carrying the tattered prosthetic head, and found that a steel bar that originally fixed the head was bent back at 90 degrees. It was the "bone-crushing kick" just now caused by.
'As expected of the kicking skills developed by the deputy leader of the "Healing Knights", it is really powerful...'
Gilan was very satisfied with the secret skills he had mastered, but soon He frowned again.
‘It’s just that the dummy target was damaged...’
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At three-thirty in the afternoon, the sun was setting low.
The light of dusk falls on the city of Brak. The wealthy district of Haost, located on the mountainside, is lined with high-rise buildings. The shadows of the straight buildings are like black slashes, crisscrossing the streets.
Miss Sparrow rode a taxi alone, heading towards her home. Golden light flickered on and off his face.
She couldn't help but sigh uneasily and murmured:
"I came home so late again today, I hope dad won't be angry."
< br>Miss Sparrow almost never spends the night in the apartment of the community. The reason is that her tutoring is strict and she has always been raised by her father according to the standards of a lady.
How could an unmarried lady spend the night outside for no reason? If this was spread, the Laurie family would lose face.
Moreover, she also knew very well that her father had gone from an unknown technical worker to a big businessman with three factories and two shops today, and he had made efforts that others could not imagine.
My father has always hoped to gain recognition and respect from others.
However, the status of merchants in the Bremen Empire is not high. Even if they have a lot of wealth, they are still nothing in the eyes of the real upper class circles, especially the powerful politicians and nobles. .
This also made her father devote himself to cultivating her into a real noble lady.
Of course, there is also the reason for this because of my late mother...My mother's family has always looked down on my father.
The father held his breath in his heart.
When the carriage passed through the fifth block of Horst, a commercial street near Daffodil Square, Miss Sparrow got off the carriage by the side of the street.
According to the fare of 2 cents for 1 kilometer, I paid the coachman 1 pfennier for the fare, plus a tip of 5 cents, and left gracefully with the coachman taking off his hat and cheering with joy.
Miss Sparrow had not walked long before she saw a couple walking towards her.
The couple's clothes are relatively cheap. The woman is wearing a simple dark yellow dress and petticoat. Her hair is tied up with a linen tie. She wears cheap foundation and lipstick with makeup common to lower-class women.
Her husband was wearing blue and black overalls and an old leather beret.
"Good day, Miss Aurora Lowry." The woman smiled flatteringly, clasped her hands together, and bent down to salute. "It's such a pleasure to meet you."
"I'm also very happy to meet you two." Miss Sparrow stopped and smiled. "Is the factory closed? Are you going to buy something, or..."
The couple in front of her are workers at one of their own industries, the "Glass Glass Factory". Because the factory has good welfare benefits, the boss Foz Laurie, Miss Sparrow's father, was very kind to the workers, so they also respected and loved the young lady.
"Yes, miss, it's time for work." The man beside the woman awkwardly took off his hat and smiled cautiously.
“Your father, Mr. Fozzie Lowry, is very kind to us employees. He only requires seven hours of work every day, but his salary is no less than 1 cent, and even occasional bonuses...I My wife and I can get off work early to buy some food and go home to cook a hot dinner for our children.”
He smiled honestly.
"My father is just like you. He was once an excellent worker. He can understand your hard work and knows what you want in your heart." Miss Sparrow said with a smile and stepped aside to pass the road. "Okay, I won't disturb you and go home. I'm afraid the children are impatient, right?"
"Don't disturb, don't disturb..." The man waved his hand quickly.
However, his wife seemed to see that Miss Sparrow was in a hurry, so she quietly pulled her husband's sleeves, and the two of them quickly said goodbye to Miss Sparrow and left quickly.
Miss Sparrow watched the couple go away, seeming to be happy for them, and her original uneasiness due to fear of her father's scolding also alleviated a lot.
After a while.
She came to a three-story apartment in the Fifth Block of Horst, which was the property of Mr. Fozzie Lowry and the home of her Aurora Lowry.
Pushing open the iron fence gate, the two maids who were watering flowers and weeding in the small garden quickly greeted him:
"Miss Aurora."
"Thank you, both of you." Miss Sparrow responded with a smile.
She walked to the porch of the apartment in small steps, stood in front of the white oak carved double doors, took a deep breath, gently put her hand on the doorknob, pushed it, and then carefully poked her head in.
The next second, Miss Sparrow was startled.
A middle-aged man with gray hair, a suit vest, and a goat-like mustache was sitting on the sofa, his unsmiling face frowning, and he was looking at her quietly.
"Dad... Miss Amore is so hospitable. She dragged me to talk about her pet dog Pat and some gardening topics. I accidentally forgot the time. I'm sorry."
Miss Sparrow revealed With a sweet smile, he slowly moved into the house.
Just when she was on tenterhooks because of her father's gaze, she saw her father sigh, with sadness on his brows, and patted the sofa, gesturing for her to come over.
"Dad?" Miss Sparrow saw that her father was different from the past, so she hurriedly walked over and sat down. "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, Aurora." Mr. Foz lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
"It's the Lewis family. They plan to report to the authorities that our factory does not comply with the empire's 'twelve-hour working day' and will face heavy fines. Even I may be imprisoned..."
Thanks to “The Transcendent of the Heavens” for the 100,000 reward!
(End of this chapter)