"Fierce or not? If you say nine things, I will also say nine words, so I ask you if you can stand it? ”

Fu Qiu grabbed Cheng Xiaodong's hair and asked softly in her ear.

Cheng Xiaodong was red and hot, constantly begging for mercy, and she had subconsciously begun to expect that the two women who had never met would come over to share the burden for her.

……

Long.

Cheng Xiaodong finally opened his eyes, barely recovered a trace of strength, and subconsciously touched his side, which was empty.

She quickly gasped, she was still a little worried that she would wake up and see the guy's smug appearance.

Thinking of the shameful words of that bad guy in bed, the words she was forced to say, her ears still burned.

"But this guy is really strong, I've heard that everything else is a few minutes, how can it be like him, it's an hour at a time."

"No wonder he said vigorously that his old Fu family is fierce, the family is happy, and the relationship is harmonious after marriage."

Lying on the bed and resting for a while, Cheng Xiaodong suddenly remembered that today was not a day off, woke up suddenly, and hurriedly put on his clothes.

Go to the phone and dial the number of the police station.

It was a woman who answered the phone.

"Hello, this is Kowloon..."

"Hey, Xiaoli, I'm Cheng Xiaodong."

Cheng Xiaodong directly interrupted the lineman's words.

"Ah, Cheng sir? What's the matter, didn't you take a leave of absence? ”

Cheng Xiaodong was puzzled: "Ask for leave?" ”

Xiaoli: "Yes, today a person claiming to be your boyfriend called and said that you were unwell and asked for leave for you. ”

"However, Sir Cheng, I only went on a blind date yesterday, and today I asked the man to take leave, and he is still unwell."

"Ouch...... Did you see blood last night... You're growing so fast, too... Anyway, that man is not fierce... Another opportunity must be brought to us. ”

Ignoring Xiaoli's ridicule of the filthy girl, Cheng Xiaodong hung up the phone directly, Xiaoli knew about it, she knew that this matter had basically spread all over the police station.

This bad guy doesn't know whether to say that he is considerate, or that he can't see himself well!

For a long time, recalling that something had happened in the past two days, Cheng Xiaodong had the illusion that heaven and earth were changing.

She sighed: "From today onwards, I also have a man, but ...... It's pretty good. ”

Gun Club Training Ground.

In the morning, after sleeping for an hour, Fu Qiu woke up, asked for leave for the sleeping Cheng Xiaodong, he went to the martial arts hall that was still being renovated to have a look, and then went to Mary for lunch.

After that, I was idle, and remembered Peng Yixing, who I knew that day, so I called and came to the gun club.

On the training ground, Peng Yixing explained the basics to Fu Qiu.

Fu Qiu listened carefully, what if the guns in this world could also surprise him a little?

Of course, before that, he had already told Peng Yixing that when he was studying before, he had read some basic principles and had some understanding.

"Look at this gun, how many rounds can it hold?"

Fu Qiu glanced at it: "Twenty-one plus one, after loading the bullet, you can load one round into the magazine." ”

Peng Yixing smiled: "Yes, it seems that you really know a little bit about firearms theory." ”

"Now you see me practicing guns!"

Two shots rang out.

In the distance, two bullet holes are tightly connected.

"Shooting two shots in the shortest time, with bullet holes connected together, this is called a double tap, which is the strongest move I have mastered so far, and there are not many people in Hong Kong who can do it." Peng Yixing said with some pride.

There are very few shooting techniques that can be done in Hong Kong.

In particular, he has a talent for changing guns, and his guns are faster and more lethal than the rest.

Fu Qiu nodded, he also noticed that the trigger of the gun in Peng Yixing's hand was relatively loose, it was definitely a modified quick robbery, and the difficulty of using it had to be increased by a level.

When used by ordinary people, there is a risk of fire.

However, he also has the habit of shooting two shots at a time, so he directly saves the refill gun.

It's not that I'm not confident in my marksmanship.

It's a habit he's been in the habit since his first exposure to firearms.

The root cause can be traced back to the combat thinking of the American police, which pays attention to double-shot rapid fire, one shot treats the target to slow down, and the other is fatal, killing the target, and if it is not sure about the kill, continue to replenish the gun.

At that time, he was in a shootout and looking for a sense of security, and this kind of combat idea of wanting to empty the magazine and kill the enemy dozens of times was immediately recognized by him.

As his marksmanship gradually improved, he gradually had the effect of Peng Yixing's combo just now, which was completely aimed at killing.

"You try."

"With this gun, the one I have in my hand is modified, and it is easier to misfire."

Peng Yixing handed out another gun and instructed: "Just follow what I told you before, use a good caliper, aim at the target, three points and one line, and your hands must be steady." ”

Fu Qiu nodded, raised his gun to aim, adjust, and calibrate, and closed his eyes slightly.

Instantly, open your eyes!

Bang bang......

A barrage of gunfire rang out.

Hearing the gunshot, Peng Yixing's face had changed, and the double tap could almost hear the sound.

This series of designs, with many combos, or even more, is like a fairy music to him, which is intoxicating.

Moreover, he noticed that Fu Qiu's hands were almost motionless after each shot, barely having to adjust the calibration, which was also the key to keeping the combo going.

As soon as the shooting stopped, Peng Yixing rushed towards Fu Qiu and looked at him expectantly.

"How did you do that?"

"What and how?"

"Why is your hand stable in a continuous shot of that intensity?"

Fu Qiu shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it's talent, of course, it may also have something to do with the fact that I've been practicing martial arts all these years, my hands are more stable and my reflexes are stronger." ”

"I used to practice throwing knives, which is also a kind of shooting sport."

"You still practice martial arts?"

"Well, I've been practicing for many years, and I've made a little achievement."

Peng Yixing was thoughtful.

Not far away, someone had already come to report the target.

"Master! Where is the master, the gun and the ten rings, and the speed is still so fast? ”

A man in a white shirt, slacks, and goggles walked over.

"Hello, my name is Miao Zhishun and I am a policeman."

Fu Qiu stretched out his hand: "Fu Qiu, he used to be a priest, and now he is an unemployed vagrant, but he is not a master, just a beginner." ”

"Beginner?" Miao Zhishun was a little unconvinced.

The two said a few more words, and Miao Zhishun turned around and left.

Peng Yixing pulled him into the lounge.

In the lounge, Peng Yixing's eyes widened and he looked directly at Fu Qiu.

To be honest, he still can't imagine that someone touched the gun for a while, and then the gun was ten rings.

What's even more terrifying is that the shooting speed is amazingly fast, and even shooting has become a basic operation, and in just one day, it has exceeded his efforts for many years.

"Are you sure you haven't touched a gun before?"

Fu Qiu shook his head: "I've seen some theories before. ”

Peng Yi believed it, because he had just checked Fu Qiu's tiger's mouth, and there was no trace of calluses.

"You're a genius!" Peng Yixing sighed.

Fu Qiu shook his head: "Maybe." ”

"I'm going to learn martial arts, do you have any recommendations?" After thinking about it, Peng Yixing took the initiative to say.

Fu Qiu nodded and smiled: "I'm going to open a comprehensive martial arts gym, including all kinds of fitness, fighting, and even weapons and firearms, would you consider coming over to be a shooting instructor?" ”

"Good!" Peng Yixing said very simply.

As long as he can improve his gun skills, there is nothing he can't promise.