Five o'clock in the afternoon.
Noviba Gun Club.
"Bang..." A nimble figure swiftly traversed the combat range.
The shotgun was immensely powerful, shattering each target into fragments.
After breaking the targets along the route, Luke smoothly passed through the training field. He took out a timer to check the time, 0.5 seconds faster than before.
With the help of the shotgun learning card, Luke had been training the entire afternoon, his speed through the combat training range had already matched David's.
Unfortunately, David wasn't here; otherwise, Luke would really want to have a competition with him.
Ever since he started using shotguns, he fell in love with the feel of this gun. He trained not only because work required it but also because he liked it.
And if one wants to train something to the extreme, the best method is to fall in love with it.
Luke greatly enjoyed the feeling now.
"Ring ring ring..." Luke's phone rang.
