Chapter 1333

Texas is rich in cowboys. People here love pickup trucks most. People here love guns. They can't do without shooting and firmly hold guns. Texas's agriculture is very developed, and those farmers were once despised as red neck, but now Texans call themselves red neck. What do people say here? Relatively speaking, they are more tough.

It is precisely because of the various characteristics of Texas that it is suitable for more than one military company to come out. In addition, there is no state tax here, and this is the most important.

Red neck means a hick, but Texas has not only agriculture, but also NASA. The oil industry, electronics industry and financial industry are also very developed. The reason is that Texas does not collect state tax is a very important reason.

The above is the impression of Gaoyang on Texas.

In Houston, after Gao Yang followed Morgan to register his company, the rest was the evening reception.

Gao Yang knows that many things in Texas are different from New York and the whole North, but he thinks that since it is a gathering of upper class society, even if there is a difference, it won't be too big. After all, it's a cocktail party. A well-dressed group of people drink wine while chatting.

But when he got to it, Gao Yang found that he was wrong. First of all, the reception was not in Houston or a villa in the suburbs. The venue of the reception was in the suburbs. Yes, but it was not a villa, but a farm, and it was not the so-called farm used to watch green grass. On both sides of the road, there were endless farmland.

The so-called do as the Romans do, but Gao Yang found that he still couldn't adapt, because Morgan didn't take a luxury car, but rented an off-road car for his driver to drive.

Gao Yang has attended two cocktail parties, but both of them are after dark. Here, the sun is still high, and the cocktail party is about to begin.

"The host we are going to visit is Murray, Murray Perry. He is a native of Texas. We are going to the farm run by his family for generations. His main industry is the oil industry. He has a good relationship with me, so I came after receiving the invitation, and I have asked him to introduce some people who are useful to you."

Gao Yang knocked on his head and said, "oil tycoon?"

Morgan tilted his head and said, "is it OK? It's OK! He produces oil equipment, but he doesn't exploit oil fields himself, but he takes shares in oil production with equipment. Some shares in several oil fields in the Gulf of Mexico are not tycoons, but he is still very influential."

Gao Yang puzzled pointed out the window and said, "oil tycoons live in such a place?"

Morgan said with a smile, "I said, he's from Texas for generations."

With this, Morgan drove off the road and turned to a dirt road. Gao Yang couldn't help pulling his checked shirt, and then said with an uncomfortable face: "an oil tycoon doesn't make it easier to connect to his own road?"

Morgan shrugged and said, "red neck, they like it."

Gao Yang saw a tree, entered the woods and saw the house, and then a car. Although he already knew that people who came to the reception were not rich but expensive, most of the cars parked in front of the house were pickup trucks and off-road vehicles.

Gao Yang heaved his breath and said, "I can't figure out the Texan reception."

Morgan said with a smile: "the function is the same as the reception, but the form, well, you can see. In short, you don't need to walk around with a wine glass. The people here have their own way of communication."

Morgan's driver stopped the car. Gao Yang took a coat and got out of the car. The climate in Texas had a great temperature difference. It was March. Gao Yang felt a little hot under the sun, but it would be cold once the sun set.

When Gao Yang put on his coat, he saw a gray haired old man raise his hand at Morgan and shouted, "Hi, Morgan! Welcome, my old friend."

Morgan also said loudly, "Murray, my friend, are you okay?"

Gao Yang followed Morgan and walked towards his master, but just two steps later, he suddenly heard the gunshot.

Subconsciously, really subconsciously, Gao Yang grabbed Morgan's arm and dragged it back, then grabbed Morgan's neck with one hand, blocked him behind him, and took out the gun with the other hand.

Unfortunately, Gao Yang didn't have a gun, because he was going to attend a cocktail party, and Gao Yang didn't realize it until he didn't touch the gun. He directly pushed Morgan back.

Murray looked at Gao Yang and was stunned. Morgan, pushed back by Gao Yang, tried to get rid of Gao Yang's hand, and then shouted, "Hey, hey, stop! Damn, what are you doing!"

Gao Yang thought he might have overreacted, but he couldn't help it. He spent too long on the battlefield and was shot too many times. When he heard the gunshot and the gunshot was unknown, the first reaction was to fight back, and the second reaction was to run away.

Morgan opened Gao Yang's hand and said helplessly, "what are you doing!"

The gunshot was still ringing. Gao Yang pointed to the direction of the gunshot and said inexplicably: "what's the matter? It's the gunshot, and it's very close!"

Murray walked up to Morgan and said strangely, "your bodyguard?"

Morgan said with a black face, "no, he's my friend. It's Gao, Gao, which I told you about. This is Murray Perry."

When Gao Yang reached out and shook hands with Murray, Murray laughed and said, "ha ha, don't worry, they just started entertainment before dinner."

Gao Yang reluctantly smiled and said, "Er, sorry, I think I'm a little neurotic."

Murray smiled and said to Gao Yang, "new Yorker? Look at your leather shoes. No one here will wear such exquisite handmade leather shoes, because the land here is not suitable for leather shoes. Only New Yorkers will wear such shoes in Texas."

Gao Yang shook his head and said, "no, I'm from New York, but I'm not a new Yorker."

Morgan waved his hand and said, "all right, Gao, go and play in the back. You'll like it."

Bypassing the house, Gao Yang knew that the so-called reception was bullshit and the barbecue conference was true. The game of Murray's guests before dinner was not a few people chatting together, but a group of people shooting wildly with guns.

Strictly speaking, Gao Yang is a rough man. This kind of cocktail party that shoots first and then barbecues is more suitable for him. If drinking beer at the barbecue conference can also be called a cocktail party.

There are many barbecue shelves, but the fire hasn't started yet. There are dozens of white plastic chairs. A dozen men and women are sitting, and several people are shooting at the iron targets placed in the open space behind the house with rifles. The place is spacious enough to shoot heartily.

Murray picked up a bottle of beer, opened it and handed it to Gao Yang. Then he smiled and said, "have fun. It's time for entertainment before dinner."

The crackling shooting is so loud that it's impossible to talk in this case. Therefore, whether it's a social cocktail party or a social barbecue, we have to wait until this slightly unique entertainment activity stops.

Morgan also took a bottle of beer and shouted, "go play and say hello to everyone."

Murray said loudly, "Gao is Chinese, right? In my impression, Chinese are not very good at shooting, but Chinese are very good at playing cards. Wait a moment, you can play Texas poker."

Gao Yang didn't speak. He just raised the wine bottle, smiled and took a sip, while Morgan shouted at Murray: "man, I've told you many times that judging people with stereotype will have an accident, and you've made a big mistake now."

Murray said disapprovingly, "I don't understand what you're talking about. All right, man, let's talk later. I have to meet the guests."

After patting Morgan on the shoulder, Murray left, while Gao Yang leaned against Morgan and said loudly, "their entertainment activities are very unique."

Morgan said with a smile, "nobody here hates guns, but the most important thing is that Murray likes shooting. Well, you can't be too reserved here. Go and say hello to them in the way you're best at."

Gao Yang nodded and said with a smile, "I'm going."

Holding a beer bottle, Gao Yang walked behind a table full of guns. Six people lined up to shoot in front of the table. It's not a game. No one has anything to hit any specific target, just shooting indiscriminately.

Gao Yang looked. There were people with semi-automatic rifles and pistols. On the table, there were almost all the guns. Basically, all the common guns in the United States were there.

Gao Yang picked up a 1911, picked up two magazines, stood on the edge of the human wall, and then raised his gun and began to fight.

Others are entertainment, and Gao Yang is also entertainment, but it's just playing with others. Playing with guns, Gao Yang's entertainment is not entertainment.

After several shots, Gao Yang changed into a new magazine and finished again. When he finished the second magazine, he felt that his shooting method was a little too much.

Every time you shoot a gun, the bullet will make a jingle sound after hitting the iron plate. This is originally the jingle gun shooting in the entertainment mode. The jingle sound is very normal, but the jingle sound and the echo become a line, which is not very normal.

Gao Yang reacted that his shooting style was a little too much. After that, he deliberately slowed down and began to shoot one shot at a time. It must be the same, but at least his voice won't be connected.

After two shots, Gao Yang found the abnormality.

It was too quiet. When Gao Yang glanced to the right, he found that all the six people who were still shooting had stopped moving and were staring at him.

After swallowing his saliva, Gao Yang, who knew that he was easy to expose his identity as soon as he shot, sighed helplessly. The power of habit was so strong that he couldn't help pouring out the bullets at the fastest speed when he picked up the gun.

Gao Yang's way of greeting is so powerful that others have no way to ignore him.

Finally, he knocked off the last bullet. Gao Yang picked up the two empty magazines he left from the ground and planned to put them back on the table. A big and thick man said excitedly, "man, how did you fight just now? Do it again."