"Looks like you're going to have to change your fist strength tester." Zhang Tian shook his head lightly and said, he just used only seven points of strength, and this fist strength tester can't bear it, it seems that this 'can't explode' fist strength tester also has some moisture.

"Lord Steward is really amazing, admire, admire." Deacon Huang exclaimed.

At this time, the others were silent, their expressions were dumbfounded, and their hearts were like waves crashing on the shore:

"It's easy to blow it up with one punch, this is the sixth Northern Cold King of the Heavenly List, the power of the Lord in charge, it's too ...... Scary. ”

This fist strength tester, since its research and development, has never been exploded, and the online people who can withstand the strength are not clear, but they know in their hearts that if they can beat the boxing tester with one punch, the strength must be amazing!

Qinglong, one of the four protectors of the National Security Bureau, is known for his strength as a half-step grandmaster, and he can't explode with all his strength, but the Northern Han King can easily explode!

How strong is he? How much power?

This is an unknown, and there is only one thought in everyone's minds:

The king of the Northern Cold, he is terrifying!

In the daze, Mu Lin quickly came to his senses and said with a smile: "Look, I said that it might be broken, you still don't believe it, this time you slapped your face." ”

"It's not a breakdown, it's obviously a blowout!" Li Dongcheng followed.

"Yes......" Deacon Huang smiled bitterly: "Lord Steward is unfathomable, and he has blown up the fist strength tester without precedents. ”

"Let's go see the rest of the place." Zhang Tian said with a smile, it is no longer interesting to stay here, and the members of the National Security Bureau look at him like a national treasure.

"Okay, sir, here, please." Deacon Huang led Zhang Tian and the others out.

As soon as Zhang Tian left, all the members of the National Security Bureau in the room followed one after another, although Deacon Huang glanced at them a few times sternly, but you have your way, we have our strategy, everyone looked away directly, pretending not to see, what are you kidding, this is the first time that the chief manager has returned to the base, how can everyone still have the idea of training at this time, of course, they are closely following their idols.

Seeing this, Deacon Huang shook his head with a smile and laughter, and let everyone follow, although there were many people following, there were dozens of people, but the voices of their conversations were very small, and they were also afraid of disturbing the manager, so they tried their best to restrain their excitement.

Next, Deacon Huang led Zhang Tian to visit the training grounds of the base one by one, during which in addition to Zhang Tian, Mu Lin, Liu Ting and Li Dongcheng were all interested, and after a while, everyone came to the training ground for guns and ammunition.

Most of the national security personnel in this training room are Ming Jin martial artists, and it is also because the strength of Ming Jin martial artists is not very high, so they need to use guns and ammunition to strengthen themselves, when Deacon Huang walked in with Zhang Tian, everyone learned that it was the chief manager who came, and immediately stopped training, and surrounded everyone together, looking at Zhang Tian feverishly, as if he was looking at a naked beauty, which couldn't help but make Zhang Tian feel slightly awkward.

'Nima, it would be fine if a beautiful woman stared at herself like this, but a large group of old men looked at her like this, which inevitably gave people goosebumps. ’

Then, Zhang Tian wanted to leave and look at other places, but after seeing the dazzling array of guns and ammunition, Zhang Tian wanted to leave, but Li Dongcheng, Mu Lin and Liu Ting couldn't move their steps, and they all looked interested.

Men generally have the dream of fighting on the battlefield, who doesn't like the courage of the green shirt and sword to go to the end of the world!

Seeing many guns, Mu Lin and Li Dongcheng wanted to give it a try, and Deacon Huang readily agreed.

"This is the desert. O Eagle! Looks so cool. "Wood in the white desert with the body of a gun. The Eagle praised.

"You're outdated, look at this, it's a QSZ9.2 pistol! The feel is quite little. Li Dongcheng took a pitch-black pistol and said, "Type 9.2 semi-self. The pistol is developed to replace the original 5.4 type pistol, the pistol has a small caliber, high muzzle velocity, strong penetration and armor piercing, and is now the pistol used by most special police. ”

"That's right, but the 9.2 pistol is also divided into calibers, and the one in your hand is a 9mm pistol, which has much worse penetration, but the pistol stops better, and is suitable for hitting unprotected human targets." A young man from national security introduced.

"Dongcheng, let's have a try?" Mu Lin laughed.

"Come on!" When Li Dongcheng heard this, of course he would not refuse, he drew for a long time, and put the gun on the bullet after three strokes and five divisions, and saw that his movements were smooth and very skilled, and at the same time Li Dongcheng said proudly: "Mu Lin, in terms of strength, I can't compare to you, but compared to guns, I'm afraid you can't, I always go to the gun shooting club to play." ”

Hearing this, Mu Lin and Liu Ting praised a few words, but the national security members present smiled and shook their heads slightly.

Li Dongcheng just made a few shots, it was completely a show, the action was good-looking, it took five seconds to load a bullet, if it was any of them, this set. The action will not take more than a second.

Then Mu Lin and Li Dongcheng fought against the gun, and after a few shots, when the two looked at the results, sure enough, Li Dongcheng's results were far ahead, with an average of 8.3 rings, and Mu Lin's marksmanship... I really don't dare to compliment, an average of 6.1 rings.

Just when Mu Lin and Li Dongcheng wanted to try an assault rifle, the young man who had just spoken looked at Zhang Tian and smiled: "Lord Chief, will you try a gun?" Let's have a try? ”

"Me? Forget it. Zhang Tian shook his head slightly, for him, playing with guns is the same as adults playing with children's toys, there is no difficulty at all.

"Lord Chief, you try, although you are a strong martial artist, but your marksmanship may not be able to win Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi's marksmanship is the first in the entire base, very powerful." Deacon Huang introduced with a smile.

"That's right, Brother Tian, you can also try it and see if you can surpass me." Mu Lin said with a smile.

"Lord Steward, show your hand, let Xiao Qi, that little rabbit cub, see how powerful you are." The crowd around him cheered.

"Then let's try it." Zhang Tian nodded, stepped forward, picked up a Type 9.2 pistol, and loaded the bullet unhurriedly.

Looking at the other end, I saw that Xiao Qi's hand speed was very fast, and the speed of loading was less than a second, seeing this scene, Li Dongcheng was stunned, and felt that the suspicion of his own show just now was too great.

Xiao Qi was getting the gun ready, and after Zhang Tian got it right, he smiled politely: "Lord Steward, Xiao Qi won't let you." ”

"You, do your best to beat yours, I will be rewarded if you win." Zhang Tian smiled faintly.

As soon as the words fell, the audience burst into cheers, feeling that the legendary King of the Northern Han was very upland-oriented, not a character who was high up and made people feel unattainable at a glance, and at the same time their hearts were even happier, this time it was really a good manager.