How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

The old man was taken away the next day and sentenced to two years...

Now that he had this legal opportunity to handle a gun, Gu Heng was even more excited, unable to stop fiddling with it...

Zheng Yong stood by, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but reach out and grab the barrel of the gun...
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Gu Heng: "?"

Seeing the puzzled look in Gu Heng's eyes, Zheng Yong's expression grew even more solemn.

"Mr. Gu, I'm not going to teach you how to use this gun right now, but what I want to tell you is that any gun that's loaded must never be pointed at a person. This gun isn't on safety yet, if I had activated the safety for you just now, and it had discharged accidentally, the consequences would be unimaginable...

Even though this is a low-caliber handgun, a discharge at such close range could still be very serious, even if it doesn't hit a vital region!"

Listening to his serious tone and looking at the dark muzzle pointed at his own chest, Gu Heng immediately broke out in a cold sweat...

He really had gotten carried away...

He had treated this deadly weapon as if it were a child's toy gun...

With that thought, Gu Heng turned to Zheng Yong apologetically, "I'm sorry, Coach Zheng, it's my first time handling a gun, I got a little excited."

Zheng Yong took a surprised look at Gu Heng, who was apologizing proactively, somewhat in disbelief...

Past clients would act nonchalant after their fun had been interrupted, usually giving a complaint when evaluating the service later on...

If it were any ordinary coach, they would have learned to be cautious...

But, driven by the instincts of a professional shooting instructor, Zheng Yong still took every session seriously regardless...

He wasn't sure if Gu Heng was just being polite or genuinely admitting his mistake. With a sigh, he could only say, "It's okay, Mr. Gu, would you like to try shooting? I can help you correct your shooting stance first."

Seeing Gu Heng holding the gun with hands positioned correctly, chest leaning forward, and feet staggered to stabilize his body, Zheng Yong switched off the safety for Gu Heng. Wearing gloves, he then steadied the gun for Gu Heng and said, "This type of handgun doesn't require much skill. You can start by firing a few shots to get used to the feel."

The already impatient Gu Heng pulled the trigger as soon as he heard that...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"..."

A series of sharp gunshots rung out...

Gu Heng couldn't feel the bullets firing; all he felt was the gun shaking with each trigger pull, his palm slightly numbing, and the muzzle rising slightly with each shot...

However, thanks to Zheng Yong's constant support, the muzzle kept level with Gu Heng's arm...

Fifteen bullets were all fired off within just over ten seconds...

The eager Gu Heng kept pulling the trigger, but only the clicking sound of the trigger was heard, with no more bullets pouring out...

"Okay, Mr. Gu, the bullets have all been used up," Zheng Yong said as he took the gun from Gu Heng's hands, reminding him in a neutral tone.

"Coach Zheng, how was my shooting?" Gu Heng asked excitedly.

Zheng Yong looked at the target 20 meters away and, managing his discomfort, flattered, "You hit the target with half of the 15 shots, which is a very good result. If you had taken the time to adjust before each shot, you probably would have hit the target every time."

The recoil of a P226 was nearly negligible, and since he had been balancing the gun for Gu Heng, hitting a target 20 meters away shouldn't have been a challenge unless there were problems with his vision...

Overall, Gu Heng's shooting skills were below average...

Those with a natural talent for shooting wouldn't miss the target even at 20 meters on their first try...

But people...

are often hypocritical.

For the sake of his livelihood, Zheng Yong had no choice but to go against his conscience and say Gu Heng's performance was good...

But Gu Heng didn't know that Zheng Yong was just flattering him. He genuinely thought he had done very well, and his smile hadn't faded as he told the staff behind him, "Reload! Reload, let me try again!"

Fifteen bullets, at the previous prices, were nearly 800 Hong Kong dollars.

For an ordinary family, that was the budget for ten days' living expenses, yet Gu Heng spent it all in a matter of seconds...

The staff member hurriedly handed a loaded gun to Zheng Yong when they heard...

As per the shooting range's regulations, firearms must be passed to the customers through a shooting instructor.

Zheng Yong, not minding the hassle, introduced the handgun features to Gu Heng again, then repeated his earlier actions...

By this point, Gu Heng was already addicted...

The bullets poured out as if they cost nothing...

In less than half an hour, the ground was littered with spent casings...

The target at 20 meters was covered with bullet holes after the onslaught of 500 bullets...

Gu Heng, looking at the perforated target, felt a great sense of achievement fill his heart...

"Mr. Gu, the 500 rounds of 9mm ammunition you purchased have been used up, would you like to add more?"

Upon hearing the staff member's report, Gu Heng was briefly stunned...

"500 bullets gone that quickly?"

The staff member nodded and explained, "You have fired a total of 26 rounds just now. Each time you filled the gun with 15 to 20 bullets, the very last time you had only 12 because we were running out of bullets."

Gu Heng listened to the staff's explanation without saying a word...

He trusted that the shooting range wouldn't try to scam him for a few bullets...

So in less than half an hour, he'd spent nearly 30,000 Hong Kong dollars?

But as money was the least of his concerns, Gu Heng, still wanting more, handed back the now-empty firearm to the staff with a casual tone, addressing Xu Ying and Zheng Jiayi who had been following him, "Isn't it said that shooting is tiring?"