When the target man put his hand down and pressed the counter, he immediately pulled out a pistol from his waist and rushed out. Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

When the last shot is fired at the target's head, the count stops. Looking at all the paper labels that had been smashed to the head, Mr. Zhu smiled and took off his earmuffs and pulled them out of the clips to check if there were any remaining bullets.

Looking at Zhu Kun's hand under the backpack, the target number reported by the shooting team member was displayed, "Zhu Kun takes 9.67, target number, a, a, a, 12 targets hit, a total of 12 a." "Zhu Kun has a gun behind his back." "Congratulations! It's not Kui who is Interpol's chief sniper! This is an achievement that the Hmong inspectors have failed to achieve. If this is the game, you can record it.

"He could, Rick. You don't understand their power.

Hot face touched a cold target and smiled awkwardly, "Na Zhu, should we come again." ”

After reloading the clip, Mr. Zhu said, "No, you open the counter, I'll test the speed of the gun."

Ok, the target is incremented on the counter a few times. "He can start."

Zhu Kun raised his gun, aimed at the other paper targets, and slapped it, snapped, snapped. A double shot, all in the head. Zhu Kun's name squinted as he looked at the fruits of his war. Quantity.

The target looked at the counter in his hand and said, "The firing interval is 0.04."

"Who is the smallest pitcher at the shooting range?" Zhu asked.

"Rick, the interval he shoots is 0.03, but someone has seen him ring three times, but Rick's gun, is his M1911A1 level in the game, according to the modification, the scenery is holographic, night vision diffraction, designed to be convenient and fast, but Rick's gun, the change is very far away, and there are even many people who dare not get better with his gun, afraid of being careless. Three years ago, Rick's hand was injured and he was probably unable to function. ”

Jukun looked down at the gun in his hand, and 0.03, if Rick may have really fired 3 shots, his minimum interval is 0.02, or less, I can reach 0.04 with this gun, but I feel that if there is a better performance gun, I can also go to 0.03, but it is not this Type 92, the only standard pistol of the Type 92 pistol, although the power is greater than the gun, but the mastery of shooting with the gun is too large, in addition to accuracy, the burn rate is also essential.

The gun goes to kill, reaches the head on the other side, and then thinks that in the novel, the name of the Desert Eagle, which was spread to the myth of Jukuhn, can not help but feel funny, like a gun, is modified, the shooting speed is slow, plus the characteristics of less heavy load, a wild boar is good, is a normal person, will not use it to kill.

Jukun looked at the members on the side and said, "I'm leaving, I want to use this article membership card when it's this practice gun, but the gun, although good, still can't meet my requirements, so I want to ask you if there are any changes to the gun, the gun occasionally changes." I'm going to finish this."

"I know of a guy who changed the guns of the Hmong inspector and Azuz, but that guy, who went to the Philippines with a homicide, and then Rick, but he hasn't been playing with guns for a long time."

"Is Rick's gun yours?"

"Yes, but he locked himself up and couldn't open it."

"What about the scout and his gun?"

"The Hmong inspectors and Azuz are police officers, they have weapons licenses, so their guns, instead of returning to our pipeline, I reckon they should be housed in their homes."

"You're busy. I'll go on my own. After the target disappeared, Zhu Jun took out his 92 guns and tried them several times, but they were far from Zhu Jun's standard.

For Zhu Kun's name, this gun has never had its own standards except for the characteristics of 200 rounds, and he sees himself back to the big dream, and only puts the gun in space, otherwise it is of little use.

Now, the ancestor of the gun, should be your first choice, for Miao Zhishun, with their own hands, Type 92, Zhu Kun's name can't catch and shoot him. After handing over the gun to the club, Zhu Kun's name was taken from the gun's register, which was secretly obtained from the name of the police address.

Azu's home is a large, remote suburb. When Zhu Kun came to his house, he found no one else. After wrapping the jacket in one of the gun's packages, the gun came to the door and opened the door.

Where is the gun? No, the bedroom is not, the kitchen is not, the living room is not. Zhu Kun sat on the sofa in the living room, not thinking about where the gun could be placed. He didn't have any reasoning skills, and then he searched all over again, and didn't find out where his gun was hidden.

After giving up the search, Zhu Kun returned to the sofa, holding an unknown bottle of wine in his hand, and drank it dryly, Zhu Kun wine, this is not his life, a way to find peace, paralyzing his senses.

Zhu Kun drank, but he would never get drunk, because Zhu Kun was afraid, afraid that she would be really drunk and would not wake up, especially in the recent past, Zhu Kun fell asleep, and he didn't dare to sleep too hard, afraid to close his eyes and rest. Zhu Kun's name doesn't fit into this world, and it's not just Tingting.

The most popular movie "Zhu Kun", starring Wen Guorong, is in the title of the movie, and there is also a long debate, Zhu Kun is at school, and he does not know that they are congenital diseases. The days were hard, but happy. When Wen Guorong was called Rick, or could argue until midnight, the two men, finally Zhu Kun won, the price in the bewildered eyes of the bulldog, and its crowded sofa for a week.

In the movie, Rick is like a madman, but he feels like a madman. When he saw Miao Zhishun, Zhu Kun was very angry and wanted to kill him, yes, at that time, at the door of the police station, Zhu Kun really wanted to kill him, because he could survive and accompany Tingting.

But Jukuhn's name eventually controls itself, because too many people are there, and the police are doing too much, and they have to suppress their own desires under Jukuhn's name, and now they can't expose themselves, because under the public, they shot and killed the police inspector, and the crazy siege must be the police, so they don't have time to kill Rick. Rick loved the character, but he didn't want to be as important as his life.

Looking at leaving the national trademark on the bottle, Zhu Kun's name took a sip and took a sip! This wine is better than the wine he drank, and I don't know that this Azuz receives underworld benefits, just like good wine, he should have a wine rack without repeating!"

He kept drinking in his left hand, holding Zhu Kun in his right hand, gently stroking the pistol and gently stroking his lover. Miao Zhishun and Rick both had to die. Only when they die can I change my life. The rest of the wine was dry, an empty bottle Zhu Kunxing hit it in the living room on the mirror, Hua, looking at his broken mirror, and some stubbornly stuck to the frame, Zhu Kunxing pointed his gun at the mirror, "Are you ready?"

With the words of self-answering, Zhu Kun's name heard the voice of the Great Dream Space, Ding Dong, host, you have a new optional task.

Recently, his mind has been in a mess, four people have been killed, and his best friend Miao is also in a bit of a trance. I don't know what's going on in Hong Kong lately! Confusion, chaos. I heard that Hong Kong will be back next year, and it will be much easier for me. He thought for a moment when he stopped at the doorway, then reached for the doorknob.

The empty hand makes his face a little smaller, and then he returns to reality from his imagination.

Gun mark, look at the hole in the door, asu sure. He reached for his police revolver and slowly pushed the door open, and he came into the house with a downward pressure.

The grandfather held the revolver tightly and lay on the ground, carefully searching for a possible enemy. This was his home, and all of this was familiar to him, so the first thing he observed was that there were several places to hide.

"Where to look! Seeing Azuz's eyes, at first glance in the corridor on the second floor, lying on the couch, saying, in warm smiles and joking words, behaving like greeting her old friend and simple.

"It's you, aren't you an international policeman?" What are you doing here?" After seeing Zhu Kun's name, knowing Zhu Kun Azuz's identity, he was not careless, which completely reflected an elite police officer, facing an emergency.

Zhu Kun sat up lazily, "I just saw your cup, but I didn't expect you to be young and actually win the Hong Kong Police Group Shooting Championship!" Haha, nothing that glitters is gold!"

Grandfather stood up with a gun. "What the hell are you doing?" You are not welcome here.

"What do you want to do?" I heard that your gun is very fast, so I want to use your head to see if my gun is fast," Zhu said, looking at his name. Zhu Kun's name is to take a look at the Azuz police gun, with 92 guns in his hand, and he said, I shook my head, "Can you give me the garbage, I know you have a gun, I want you to take it out and I'll play a real game." ”

"You're serious," he said, looking at the gun in his hand, holding Zhu Kun's name and that crazy expression.

"Of course, I'm never joking." Prepare for it. Today, we have only one person alive.

With years of experience, he felt locked inside, with a revolver in his hand.

Looking at the revolver in the lower left corner, Zhu Kun quickly put the 92 pistol back on his waist. "Go get a gun, don't say I don't give you a fair chance, and you won't have such a chance."

Seeing that his eyes were flying, Azu did not hesitate, he would leave Zhu Kun's name, and then go upstairs directly, without replying: "Okay, I hope you don't regret it."

"Hahaha." Go ahead and let me see, how fast your gun is. Azu's pace quickened amid laughter behind him.

In the space of great dreams, which no one can detect, there is a line of writing. Optional quest "This quest can be denied, refuse punishment", quest, crazy gladiator, kill Azuz with a positive attitude and make him understand the gap between him and the top pitcher. The mission reward will be able to combine the features of the Type 92 pistol with an improved field type. If you fail the mission, you will be shot by Azu.

Looking back on the information of this mission, Zhu's name will smile. Yes, Zhu Kun is very confident, because he believes in himself and believes in the gun in his hand. Although he is a master, he is not far from the rest of the gunslingers. This gap depends on talent and personal opinion, so Azuz, the gunner and himself, Zhu Kun said there is no pressure, because this is 1996 in Hong Kong, not the turtle box plane, is the anti-Japanese war kingdom grenade tank.

He walked into the room on the second floor, gently touched the gun, and whispered, "Are you ready, Azu?"

!!!!! Yes!!!!! After hearing Zhu Kun's voice, his father vented his feelings in the room, and then shouted: "Let's start, let me see your so-called power."