Di Qingyun came back to his senses, suddenly blushed, and quickly nodded, "Okay, let's go." After speaking, he didn't dare to look at Zhuang Bi, turned around and walked inside.

The range was very large, and at the northern edge was a long row of pavilions, divided by bulletproof glass, and between the two pieces of glass was a firing position where a person could stand, and inside was a low table with several different types of firearms on it, as well as boxes of bullets.

According to the number plate he got from the front desk, Zhuang Biran found four adjacent shooting positions, and a few hundred meters away from the opposite side was a fixed wooden target.

Ding Ling and Zhao Shu obviously come here to play often, and they are very familiar with the environment here, skillfully pressing the bullet, loading the gun, aiming and starting to shoot,

Di Qingyun is relatively unfamiliar, but he should have been here before, and he is not very skilled, but he soon started shooting.

Zhuang Bi looked at the targets opposite them curiously, one by one, most of the bullets were fired in the outer circles, scattered around the red dot in the center,

After looking at it for a while, he understood that the target of the shot was the red dot in the center of the wooden target, but unfortunately the level of the three girls was really not very good, and they didn't hit a single shot.

"What's so difficult about this? Is it interesting to shoot red dots?" Zhuang Bi saw that the three girls were playing happily, and his pretty face was flushed, he was very puzzled, at such a close distance, he took a stone and hit the red dot with a hundred shots, it seems that these firearms are really chicken.

The three women were all shooting and shooting, Zhuang Bi was bored and had no interest in firearms, so he simply grabbed a box of bullets, poured it out and threw it in his hand as a stone.

One by one, bullets flew out of Zhuang Bi's hands at a speed not inferior to that of a firearm, and then shot at the red dot in the center of the wooden target in front of him with great precision.

I lost a box of bullets, and none of them missed,

Zhuang Bi felt too bored, so he decided to change the way he played.

In the underground monitoring room below the shooting range, a person with a working square face looked at the monitoring device and the shooting data of the shooting range, and suddenly, his eyes were all the same, revealing incredible eyes, and his whole body trembled, how could it be? This marksmanship is too accurate, and the gun hits the heart!

"Manager, Manager Wang, come on. The square-faced man got up violently and shouted outside the surveillance room,

"What's wrong?" a man in a suit walked in, frowning slightly, and asked impatiently, looking fashionable with a small braid on the back of his head.

"Manager Wang, you look at the data, the data of the No. 5 target position, and the gun is full of hearts...... This is the gun king of the special forces, and we are here to play?" said Mengzi, pointing to the screen.

"What nonsense are you talking about, and the gun is red heart, the king of guns is not necessarily so good. Manager Wang didn't look at the screen at all, he turned around and was about to leave, obviously not taking Mengzi's words seriously.

"Don't go, believe it or not, I'm not kidding. ”

Manager Wang saw that Mengzi looked serious, not like a joke, and finally stood down, and then looked at the data displayed on the screen in disbelief,

"Oh, hold Cao ......" and when he saw the string of data, Manager Wang jumped up directly, almost not scared to death,

This is actually true, a total of thirty-six shots, and the gun hits the heart.

"Manager Wang, did you say that there was a problem with the system and the display was wrong?" Mengzi whispered.

"Do you want to see if the other target positions are normal?" said Manager Wang urgently.

Mengzi hurriedly clicked the mouse and quickly looked at the data of the twenty target positions nearby, "all ...... normal"

"Sharpshooter, this is a sharpshooter!" Manager Wang looked excited, "You point out the information of the No. 5 target guest and I'll take a look." ”

Without saying a word, Mengzi called up the information of the fifth guest.

"Zhuang Bi, xx face, born person, from Xiaohe Village. "This is the ID information left by the guest when they check in.

"This name is good, and with his marksmanship, it is indeed enough to be loaded. Manager Wang looked at the screen and couldn't believe it, "A young man less than twenty years old has such superb marksmanship, it's amazing!"

"Oh, manager, look, the latest target data of No. 5 has come out, no, how did it hit the sixth ring!" Mengzi shouted, then frowned, puzzled.

"This is strange, could it be that there was a real problem with the No. 5 target position before? Now this is the real data?" Manager Wang was puzzled, "Mengzi, you can call up the photos of the previous target position to confirm." ”

Mengzi quickly complied, and a photo of the wooden target after Zhuang Bi's shooting was brought up, but he saw that each one was a red dot in the center showing a bullet hole.

"There's no problem, it's indeed a sharpshooter, but what's going on with this sudden inaccurate shot?" Manager Wang muttered to himself.

Mengzi suddenly said, "Look, manager, the guest has not changed the wooden target, he has been shooting this wooden target, the second shot has seven rings, the third shot has three rings, and the fourth shot has also come out, six rings." ”

"What the hell is going on?" said Manager Wang, confused.

The two stared at the screen, and soon, the fifth guest changed the target, and shot a total of thirty-six shots at a wooden target, and to their surprise, the wooden target was shot so many times, but it was not broken,

"You get the picture of the wooden target. "Manager Wang.

Needless to say, Mengzi was already tuning, when he said it, Mengzi had already tuned out, and the two looked curiously and carefully.

"Manager, this ...... It seems like a word. The fierce man suddenly shook his whole body,

"What word?" Manager Wang also felt like a word, the traces left by the bullet holes, pieced together,

"Di, Di Renjie's Di character. Mengzi's eyes lit up and he saw it.

"!" The two scolded in unison, looked at each other, all shocked, where is the fifth guest Zhuang Bi's marksmanship is suddenly inaccurate, people are not interested in shooting red hearts, no pressure, and use bullet holes to spell words there.

The two were stunned for several minutes, and when they reacted, the fifth guest hit another wooden target, which was also thirty-six shots.

The two couldn't wait to pull out the photo and take a look, and sure enough, it was another word,

"Qing?" said Mengzi and Wang Jing.

"The guests are still typing, see what the next word is. Both of them were curious about what the guests were going to say.

Soon, a wooden target came out,

"Clouds?"

"Di Qingyun?" the two muttered, "This seems to be a personal name." ”

"Niu Bi, the fifth guest is so powerful, it's just my idol. Mengzi's face was full of incredulity, and suddenly he glanced at the screen, and then exclaimed, "Manager, the sixth guest is called Di Qingyun." ”

"Damn, the emotional family is picking up girls, this method is too stylish!" Manager Wang's eyes almost didn't pop out, "This is definitely my idol, I have to get to know this gun king, it's too good." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Manager, what are you doing?"

"I went to the shooting range to worship idols. ”

"I'll go too. ”

"You go to your sister, someone must watch the monitoring room, you stay here honestly. ”

"Why can you go, you're also on working hours. Mengzi said weakly.

"You're the manager, I'm the manager?"

"You are. Mengzi said unwillingly.

"Isn't that the end of it?" Manager Wang finished speaking and left, leaving behind a fierce man with an unhappy and reluctant face.