Chapter Thirty-Eight: Compare Guns, Swallow Bullets

Take the elevator directly to the basement floor, and as soon as the elevator door opened, Yang Jie heard a 'bang' gunshot.

Hearing the sound, Yang Jie's earlobes moved slightly, and the continuous gunshots were definitely not something that a semi-automatic gun could play, although some masters could use a semi-automatic rifle to achieve automatic bursts, but that was a minority after all.

"At the indoor shooting range, you can actually use automatic guns to shoot, which is really not standardized."

With such a thought, Yang Jie and Su Weiwei walked out of the elevator together, and walked down the aisle, and what they saw was a pistol range, and among the many target positions, only a middle-aged uncle was playing with a gun.

"Eight rings, seven rings, seven rings, six rings, nine rings."

Looking at the realistic shooting data on the screen in front of the target position, Yang Jie, who originally walked past the seat behind the uncle, stared, this is a veteran of playing with guns.

At a distance of 30 meters, a total of 37 rings were recorded in five shots, and it seemed that the results were average, but Yang Jie would not think so. Uncle shot just now, but he shot five bullets in one go.

An automatic pistol that shoots five bullets in less than a second.

And in this second, the shooter has to bear the recoil of five consecutive shots, and the gun in the uncle's hand, Yang Jie can see it clearly, is an old Locke pistol, this is not a guy who can play well.

Therefore, uncle's achievement, even if it is Yang Jie himself, he does not dare to say that he will definitely be better than the other party under the same conditions.

"Bang Bang~~"

Applause came from the rest chair on the side, and a young face with sunglasses stood up and walked towards the middle-aged man, and said at the same time: "The boss's marksmanship can still make many juniors embarrassed." ”

"Hehe~~ I'm old, I can't accept it." In the face of admiration, the middle-aged man who had already taken off his headphones shook his head and sighed: "Ten years ago, when the results of the six rings appeared, it must be a bad target!" ”

Listening to the conversation between the two, Su Wei next to Yang Jie couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, she didn't think that this uncle could be so powerful, I was afraid that she would have to rely on Meng to achieve this result.

Inside the shooting range, it was quiet at the moment, except for the shooting range safety officer who was sitting and resting on the side, there were only two pairs of customers. The uncle and the young man in sunglasses heard someone laughing, and naturally turned to look at where Yang Jie was.

"It's okay, the little girl doesn't understand anything, please do it."

Su Wei doesn't know the goods, it doesn't mean that Yang Jie doesn't understand either, seeing the two of them looking at him, he immediately waved his hand and smiled: "This big brother has great skills, and my friend is also surprised." ”

Fortunately, the uncle and the man next to him are both civilized people, and they are not laughed at and are about to rush up to find trouble. Hearing what Yang Jie said, he also nodded kindly, and then withdrew his gaze.

"They're amazing?"

Seeing that Yang Jie apologized to others as soon as he came in, Su Wei on the side couldn't help but pout, she still wanted Yang Jie to do a favor here, don't get the end that Officer Yang won't even shoot.

Hearing Su Wei's disapproving words, Yang Jie looked at the two uncles deeply, and bowed slightly: "They are all very powerful." ”

If I'm not mistaken, the young man with sunglasses has seen him himself. Just last weekend, the casual male bodyguard I saw when I went to the bar seemed to be him.

"All awesome? How do you compare it? ”

"That uncle is better at playing with guns than me, and he is also better at youth fighting than me."

"You know?"

"I've seen it once."

After Yang Jie finished speaking, Su Wei still had a look of disbelief on her face, but she knew some inside stories. The rookie policeman in front of him can deal with several murderers with his bare hands, and the thin young man over there can't be so powerful.

If everyone in this world can fight like this, it will be too insecure.

For Su Wei's disbelief, Yang Jie had no obligation to correct her, and went to the shooting range counter to grab it, and Yang Jie gestured and took a Locke 41 that was the same as the uncle just now.

Su Wei was not cold about the gun, and when she saw Yang Jie taking the gun, she held the bullet box and followed to the target position.

Yang Jie didn't deliberately lean towards the middle-aged uncle, adjusted the moving target position to a distance of 20 meters, Yang Jie tried the crosshairs of the Locke gun in his hand, and then motioned to Su Wei to stand back.

"Bang~~"

Although he had an automatic pistol in his hand, he could shoot all the bullets in it in one go if he pulled the trigger and didn't let go, but Yang Jie still chose to find the feel with a single shot.

"Eight Rings~~"

Nodding, Yang Jie was still very satisfied with the first shot, he was not a sharpshooter, it would be good to have this level.

After that, he tried a few shots in a row, all of which were eight rings and nine rings, and one of them was ten rings, but Yang Jie knew that it was luck, and he might get to that point.

Yang Jie was playing with a gun, and Su Wei sat in the rest seat in the back row, looking at him with two eyes. At this time, Yang Jie gave her a great change from before.

If Yang Jie was like an ordinary person before, and he didn't see any attractive temperament at all, then now he has a bit of the demeanor of a public security elite.

"Brother Pang, what do you say? Xiao Feng is now crippled by that little white face, so we can't just leave it at that. ”

"Are you going to settle accounts with him at the villa, or are you waiting to get out?"

Just as Yang Jie was reloading the magazine, there was a shout of mixed footsteps, coming in from the outside. glanced at it, only to find that it was Brother Pang's group before.

"Brother Pang, look, that's not it" Yang Jie saw Pang Ming and his party, and someone around Pang Ming also noticed Su Wei who was sitting on the bench, and Yang Jie who was holding a gun and bullet.

"They're playing with guns, too?"

Seeing Yang Jie, Pang Ming's face was full of anger, and he snorted coldly and said: "The road is narrow, it seems that God will help us." Let's go, it's time to help Xiaofeng settle accounts. ”

As Pang Ming snorted and spoke, the remaining two followers immediately followed him towards Yang Jie, and the resentful expression on his face didn't know how to restrain at all, not to mention Yang Jie, even the middle-aged uncle who was resting on the side, and he also knew that these two groups of people had a grudge.

"Today's young people are hot-tempered more than the other." Wiping his sweat with a towel, the middle-aged uncle looked at where Yang Jie was, and couldn't help but shake his head: "It's really boring to be disturbed by this kind of thing." ”

"I think it's a little interesting, it's okay during the day anyway, let's see." Compared with the middle-aged uncle, the young man wearing sunglasses was not too dissatisfied, but instead crossed his legs with great interest, intending to watch the live broadcast.

"It's good that you're so relaxed, and you're going to win a lot more at night."

The conversation between the two uncles did not affect the development of the situation ahead. In front of the target position, the two were only one meter apart, and watching Yang Jie load the bullet, Pang Ming's face showed a little disdain: "Just you, can you also play with guns?" ”

"Am I going to, don't I need you?"

'Click' re-pushed the magazine into the gun, and the corners of Yang Jie's mouth curled slightly: "Your friend is injured, you don't go to the hospital, and you still come here to play?" ”

"Hehe~~ I really feel sad for that guy named Cao Feng."

"You are talking nonsense here, you broke one of Xiaofeng's legs, do you think you can still get out? Those who know each other kneel down first and kowtow to admit their mistakes. ”

"What? Want to get your hands dirty? Hearing the threat of the young man next to him, Yang Jie pointed around with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Look at how many people are around?" If you dare to do it, the first one to be kicked out is definitely not me. ”

Saying this, Yang Jie held the pistol's left hand tightened by three points.

Yang Jie's indifferent words completely angered the young man who spoke just now, but as soon as he wanted to make a move, he was stopped by Pang Ming.

"I'm not going to do it here, but I can't just let you go." Squinting his eyes, Pang Ming looked at the bullet beside Yang Jie, and then spoke: "I'll make a bet with you and compete with the gun." ”

"Whoever loses, swallow all the bullets on the table!"

Than guns? Swallow bullets?

Hearing this, Yang Jie was stunned in his heart, and then suddenly realized, it seems that this young man often mixes in this kind of entertainment place, is he looking down on himself? Or do you have a high level of confidence in your marksmanship?

"Swallow the bullet," put down the pistol, shook the metal bullet casing next to him, and Yang Jie's mouth hooked up a sneer: "What's the point of playing this?" If you really want to give your brother a head, follow me inside. ”

The pistol range goes inside, it's a rifle range, these guys have him off, what's the point of simply swallowing a few pistol bullets? If you want to swallow a rifle, you can swallow it.