What is the concept of a 5.8mm pistol round?

As the world's most famous small-caliber ammunition, 5.8 mm caliber ammunition has been widely used in the Chinese army with the comprehensive replacement of the 95 gun family, and the 5.8 mm pistol bullet also has a good reputation for small recoil and comfortable shooting in the industry.

However, the relatively small charge makes the shooting power of the 5.8 mm pistol bullet slightly insufficient, and the cavity rolling damage caused by penetrating a soft target is small, so the 5.8 mm caliber pistol is more used as a commander's gun or even a women's pistol.

In addition, while the muffler curbs the gunfire and noise, it will also reduce the power of the bullet to a certain extent, so Lu Shasha's shot was in the middle of the lower abdomen, although it pierced the intestines, but after all, it did not hurt more deadly organs, so it would not cause Lin Jian to die on the spot.

However, no matter how small the caliber of the bullet is, it is also a bullet, if this shot hits a normal person, not to mention the complete loss of athleticism, but if you want to go to the ring and fight with others, it is simply a suicide.

Lin Jian staggered back two steps, stood there with his back against the ring frame, his facial muscles twitched a little from the pain, he gritted his teeth and asked, "How much is this shot worth?" ”

Lu Shasha was a little stunned, she thought that Lin Jian would either be sad and angry and scold, or he would plead softly, but she didn't expect his reaction to be so calm.

"Five hundred thousand." Lu Shasha reported a number, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

Lin Jian laughed angrily, he sneered and snorted, and sneered: "Five hundred thousand...... It's not enough to buy a house. Sasha, a cheap woman like you, I'm afraid I can't imagine that if I win tonight, I can get at least 300 million, right? ”

Lu Shasha's face changed slightly, but she quickly adjusted her mood again, and said sarcastically with a smile: "No matter how much is 300 million, it is yours, and no matter how little 500,000 is mine." Lin Jian, don't think I don't know your nature, you have hooked up with a lot of female fans, but you want to be white and beautiful! If you had 300 million, would you still marry me? ”

Lin Jian was dumbfounded, he really didn't want to spend his life with an N-hand goods, he was playing with Lu Shasha, why didn't the other party be?

"The prodigal son meets the bitch, you are actually a good match."

I don't know when, Qin Hunt was already squatting on one side, holding his head in both hands, watching this urban bitter drama that blended love, ethics, conspiracy, and betrayal with great interest, and finally, he also spit out a "movie review" leisurely: "Hey, the more I come into contact with people, the more I like dogs." ”

Lu Shasha pushed the blacksuit thugs a few times in shock, signaling them to quickly dispose of witnesses like Qin Hunt, but unexpectedly, Qin Hunt grabbed the leader casually, threw it away with an understatement, and knocked over several filthy trash cans with a "boom", drenching his head and face.

"Hey, don't pretend." Qin Zhan raised his foot and poked Lin Jian twice, and chuckled: "It's just a pistol bullet, it can't hurt your steel and iron bones, right?" ”

Lin Jian smiled awkwardly, and under the frightened gaze of Lu Shasha and the black-suit thugs, he straightened up again, raised his hand and rubbed the small hole in his stomach, frowned, pouted and said, "Ouch, it hurts." It's also thanks to me that I coaxed the 'little three' in time, if I were half a second slower, it wouldn't be a matter of breaking the skin. ”

The domineering power of the thousand-year-old ginseng essence blood has not yet passed, Lin Jian was talking and laughing, the blood hole in his stomach had begun to heal, and a deformed bullet was slowly squeezed out, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

Lin Jian slapped Lu Shasha's pretty face with a mocking face, wiped the furrow on her chest that was big enough to hide a gun, and chuckled: "Sasha, at least until I get the three hundred million, I won't kill you." You are so loyal and affectionate to Brother Mang, can't I let him not even have a girl to accompany you to the funeral. ”

Lu Shasha's spirit was a little broken, she carefully looked at the pleasing "chocolate" on Lin Jian's lower abdomen, her two red lips trembled and wanted to say something, but it just turned into a choked throat, and in the end, she was like a lost female ghost in white, almost floating away.

"Hey, hey, are you going to continue this game? If I don't fight, it's my turn. Qin Zhan saw that the idlers and others had left, so he scratched his head anxiously, looking quite impatient, especially the look that looked at Lin Jian's heart, which made Lin Jian feel a chill of fear that he was being dissected alive.

"Hit! How not to fight! Two more games will be sent! Lin Jian showed his strong biceps muscles in a majestic manner, but subconsciously moved away from Qin Hunt Station, and shouted in a bluff: "You kid, don't come nonsense, if it weren't for the sake of that bottle of golden blood, believe it or not, I would have whipped you to death on the spot!" ”

"Hehe, you can't beat me." Qin Zhan said with a smile: "Also, your next opponent is not easy to mess with, winning or losing is not necessarily, but the biggest possibility is that you will die alive on the stage." Of course, I'll try to get the tenant out of your heart before you're dead. ”

Lin Jian was terrified, but he was full of confidence and still said stiffly: "Where is it so mysterious? Isn't it just a warrior monk of Duolin Temple, when I used to practice sanda, I beat up a lot of fake monks from the martial arts school of Duolin Temple, and few of them can fight. ”

Qin Hunt's eyes flickered, he smiled but did not speak, he no longer advised Lin Jian, and only recited a sentence silently in his heart: "People die for money, and birds die for food." ”

……

"Hey, Sasha? Are you done? Manager He saw Lin Jian standing upright and chatting with people from a distance, and when Lu Shasha was soft and didn't shoot, he was so angry that he rushed up to stop her.

"Lin Jian is not human." Lu Shasha replied with a dull expression, and this answer was a little confusing to Manager He.

Manager He roared and dragged Lu Shasha into a small cubicle in the corner of the garage, which was the place responsible for betting statistics, an old desk was full of red and bright banknotes, and there were even a few mules of green rice banknotes during the period, if there was no Dong Ge's business, with Lin Jian's magical performance tonight, these money should be Brother Mang's net income.

As soon as he entered the door, Manager He lowered his voice like a thief, and asked angrily: "I don't care if he Lin Jian is human!" I'm asking why don't you shoot?! I warn you, if you are worried about that little bit of relationship between men and women and disobey Brother Mang, Brother Mangge can make your life worse than death! ”

Lu Shasha shook her head in astonishment, and replied in a sneering manner: "I didn't disobey Brother Mang? ”

As she spoke, Lu Shasha raised her hand and took out the pistol from her chest, looking in a trance, first pointing at the frightened Manager He, and then holding the muzzle upside down, smirking to observe the muzzle of the black hole.

Lu Shasha looked dreamy and innocent, and muttered softly: "Strange, what's wrong?" Why can't this gun hurt people? ”

"Poof!"

With a full of incomprehension, and perhaps a trace of regret and relief, Lu Shasha, whose head was blooming, fell backwards, and the blood splashed on the old man's head of the banknote, which was even redder.

"Ahh

Manager He let out a duck-like scream in fright, and after reacting, he covered his mouth in horror. He circled around Lu Shasha's corpse in a panic, picked up the pistol with a frown, and quietly walked out of the door, summoned the black-suited thugs who escorted Lu Shasha, and questioned carefully.

Then, Manager He was completely confused.

How do you kill an invulnerable monster? Manager He is just a white glove of a local second-rate black force, not the chairman of the State Military Commission, and the strongest equipment he can fight is only a few big black stars, and he can't move the Type 59 multi-functional star destroyer to fight small monsters.

What's even more troublesome is that he can't explain this matter to Brother Mang.

Manager He can't tell Brother Mang, Lin Jian is an invulnerable humanoid little monster, and he can't kill him with a knife or a gun, right? Don't say that Brother Mang doesn't believe this reason, Manager He himself can't believe it!

"No, no, I still have to inform Brother Mang, tonight's game can't continue like this! No matter what excuse you make, it's better to let the result of the game hang first, and then think about it later! ”

Manager He hid in the cubicle, his eyes stared at the beautiful corpse on the ground, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, he was one of Brother Mang's closest descendants, the relationship between the two sides is one glory and one loss, if Brother Mang's big tree falls, his monkey may not end well.

Manager He thought about it and felt that unless Brother Mang was cheeky and didn't play, there was still a glimmer of life, otherwise Lin Jian and Brother Dong would really succeed in their counterattack!

"Hey, hey! Look back, you are not allowed to enter here! ”

"Say you, bald ass! I don't understand human speech...... Yes! ”

At this time, there was a noise outside the door, and the sound insulation effect of the wall built of plywood was not good, which made Manager He annoyed, but when Manager He stood up and was about to scold, the door was pushed open.

A young monk wearing a bright yellow monk's robe stood at the door, he was not only tall and tall, but also had a face full of thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The warrior monk Jiulong glanced at Lu Shasha's corpse lightly, he didn't react, he felt like he had seen a dead mouse, he folded his hands together, and asked solemnly with a precious face: "Amitabha, what is the donor, may I ask when the little monk will appear......

"You're paralyzed!" Manager He's whole body was about to go berserk, he didn't think about it, he directly took out the pistol that assassinated Lin Jianfu, and fired three shots in a row, intending to kill Jiulong, an eyewitness.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The 5.8mm pistol bullet hit Kowloon like a toy gun's BB bullet on the concrete floor, and apart from a few crisp splashes and a slight tear of the costume, it did almost no damage.

Jiulong stroked the part hit by the bullet, there was no anger on his face, but he asked with a smile: "Donor, do you need the little monk to relieve your worries?" ”

Manager He was dumbfounded, stunned for a long time, after all, he didn't learn Lu Shasha to use his own head as a weapon experiment, but made up two more shots at the corpse on the ground, and after lying on the ground to study the bullet holes and confirm that the pistol and bullets were not fakes, Manager He, who was covered with blood on his hands, stood up straight in a graceful manner, threw the pistol aside, folded his hands like a devout believer, and grinned.

"Please also ask the master to help our boss solve his worries!"