For guns, Zhao Mingding has only been exposed to them in CS. In CS, he is armed with an AK47, a pistol, and an AWP sniper rifle.

Faced with the rows of brand-new guns on the display shelves, Zhao Mingding suspected that he was dreaming. When Zeng Xiaorou's uncle asked him to choose a gun, he chose a 5.8mm pistol. There are two types of pistols: 9 mm and 5.8 mm calibers. These two caliber pistols are similar in appearance, have many similarities in internal structure, and have the same range and power, and are called "sister flowers". The difference is that the 5.8 mm pistol has a load of 20 rounds, while the 9 mm pistol has a load of only 15 rounds, and the 5.8 mm pistol has less recoil and better accuracy when firing, making it more comfortable to use than a 9 mm pistol. Therefore, the troops use 5.8 mm caliber pistols, while 9 mm caliber pistols are distributed to the public security and armed police.

Seeing that Zhao Mingding had chosen the gun, the entourage took it, unloaded it into eight pieces, placed it for him to see, and then slowly assembled it, loaded it with bullets, and fired ten rounds at the target, basically within 8 rings of each round.

After the fight, he handed the gun to Zhao Mingding, Zhao Mingding took it, unloaded it into eight pieces, and then slowly reassembled it, loaded it with bullets, and fired ten bullets at the target, each of which was ten rings, and it was unbelievable that these ten warheads were all hit by the bull's-eye and passed through a bullet hole.

"Have you ever played with a gun?" Zeng Xiaorou's uncle asked.

"This is the first time I've played with a real gun." Zhao Mingding replied truthfully, "I used to play a lot in gunfight games, and I was a sharpshooter with guns and headshots. ”

"Good boy, you're there!" Zeng Xiaorou's uncle patted Zhao Mingding's shoulder, "It seems that you and the gun are indeed fateful, so I will fulfill Xiaorou's wish, lest she say that I am ruthless!" ”

"Thank you, uncle! Thank you uncle! When Zeng Xiaorou heard this, she jumped up with joy and hugged her uncle and kissed her again and again. Seeing this scene, Zhao Mingding also hurriedly thanked him.

"Xiao Zhao, I heard that your kung fu is not bad, in Guangzhou Liuhua Station with a pair of five, is there such a thing?" Zeng Xiaorou's uncle asked, "How about demonstrating your kung fu again today?" ”

"Don't make me ugly," Zhao Mingding said, "At the gate of Liuhua Station in Guangzhou, I took one to five, which was unprepared." Do you look at my figure, like a martial arts master? ”

"Ruthless, uncle, don't you be embarrassed for Jiuding, okay?" Zeng Xiaorou pleaded.

"Well, not arrogant or impatient, commendable!" Zeng Xiaorou's uncle looked at Zhao Mingding and nodded, "However, if you want to get a gun license, it's not so easy, and you can't say it if you don't show some real effort." Zeng Xiaorou's uncle said to the entourage: "Inform the relevant personnel, see you at the training ground." ”

Ten minutes later, Zhao Mingding stood on the training ground and faced four big men who had won rankings in the army competition. Zeng Xiaorou's uncle didn't listen to Zhao Mingding's explanation and directly sent four people to fight against him, it seems that someone has blown the wind with him, if he refuses again, he will inevitably be underestimated. Thinking of this, Zhao Mingding was no longer modest, his feet were separated and shoulder-to-shoulder, his right hand was slightly bent, his left hand was stretched out, and he put on a posture of please.

Although Zhao Mingding has ancestral kung fu, he has never really been on the battlefield, and in the face of the four big men who are one in a million, he also has a little drum in his heart, but the matter has come to this, and it is not a way to escape and it is not in line with his personality, for the sake of Zeng Xiaorou's face and gun license, he can only stand up and fight.

Zhao Mingding clenched his right hand into a fist, wrapped his right fist with his left hand, and placed it flat in front of his chest, which was regarded as a salute to the four big men. The four big men returned the salute with their palms.

In ancient times, all those who practiced martial arts would hold their fists and salute, which was called the fist salute, and there were many exquisitenesses. The palm of the hand is wrapped in a fist for the salute, the palm is stretched out for the salute, and the palm is upturned for the battle. The left hand is palmed and the thumb is flexed, symbolizing arrogance; The four fingers are together, symbolizing the "four seas martial arts colleagues"; The right hand is clenched into a fist, symbolizing "meeting friends with force"; The palm of the left hand should cover the right hand, symbolizing "the fist comes from Lilly"; When the chest is hugged into a fist, the two arms form a circle, symbolizing that "the world's martial arts are one family". In etiquette, holding the right fist with the left hand usually means "to concede"; The right hand holding the left fist is usually considered to be "at any time to teach", and the Baji Boxing is more special, the fist holding ceremony is the right palm and the left fist, because the Baji Gate believes: "The left palm and the right fist are evil; Right palm and left fist, for good. This is the basic situation of the salute.

The whistle sounded, and the four people began to disperse and outflank Zhao Mingding. They did not rush up, but advanced and retreated, taking turns to attack Zhao Mingding and cooperate with each other. If Zhao Mingding attacks the front, the front will retreat, and the back will attack; If Zhao Mingding attacks the left, the left retreats, and the right attacks up.

Zhao Mingding's kung fu is a family tradition, he has been practicing since he was a child, and he usually doesn't make a move, and when he makes a move, he kills. On the battlefield of the ancient Cold Weapon Age, there were only two situations: to kill, or to be killed. Therefore, when fighting, the moves are all killed, otherwise there will only be the end of being killed. When Zhao Mingding was a child, he once went to the county seat with his grandfather to sell watermelons, and more than a dozen thugs ate the watermelons, not only did not give money, but smashed their watermelons and wanted to beat their grandfather, which provoked the grandfather to get angry, poured the water in the kettle on the cloth belt used to wipe sweat, and used the watered cloth belt as a stick, and beat the more than ten thugs to crawl on the ground and beg for mercy. The Zhao family's kung fu was originally used to establish the country's security, and now Zhao Ming is used to obtain a gun license, which can be regarded as appropriate.

The ancestors of the Zhao family are real kung fu, and they kill when they shoot. Zhao Mingding began to practice martial arts at the age of three and has obtained the true inheritance of his grandfather.

Grandpa Zhao Mingding's method of teaching kung fu is different from ordinary people. Let's talk about it first, he taught Zhao Mingding the method of flying stones. The so-called flying stone is to throw a stone out with your hands and hit someone. When he was three years old, his grandfather sewed a few small purses with cloth, which were filled with fine sand, and when he was free, he and Zhao Mingding threw each other to play, catch them with their hands, and lose if they hit them. At the beginning, the strength of the throw is relatively small, the speed is slow, slowly increase the strength and speed up, wait until the other party can play out the sandbag can be easily catched, and then replace the sandbag with a stone, over time, not only practiced the kung fu of hitting the flying stone with one hand, but also practiced the excellent kung fu of dodging the flying stone and catching the flying stone. Zhang Qing, the featherless arrow in "Water Margin", made a good flying stone with one hand, and once injured 15 generals of Liangshan in a row.

Let's talk about the kung fu of the belt. In the past, male peasants in the countryside often wore a cloth belt seven feet long and two feet wide on the outside of their clothes, which could not only be used to wipe sweat when working in the fields in the summer, but also used to beat the dust on their bodies before entering the door, and could also be used as a weapon of self-defense in case of aggression. To practice this belt well, you have to start pumping a stone bar with your belt from an early age, and when the stone bar is broken, the kung fu will be practiced. The strength of the belt that has been soaked in water and wrung out can be cracked everywhere.

The practice of hard qigong is more troublesome, and if you don't get it right, you will go crazy, and when you practice to the highest level, you can open the stele and crack the stone with one palm.

Although Zhao Mingding has ancestral kung fu, after all, the other party is four big men who have won the ranking in the army, so they dare not move rashly, so they stand still and respond to all changes without change. Zhao Mingding believes that they must be impatient, so there will be an opportunity.

The four big men approached Zhao Mingding step by step, slowly narrowing the encirclement. Zhao Mingding smiled, motionless, looked at them slowly approaching, suddenly stomped his feet, shouted, and kicked back and forth left and right like the wind, and the four big men immediately fell to the ground holding their knees and their faces were deformed, but they held back without saying a word. Due to the weight of their lower feet, they lay on the ground for almost five minutes before they could get up and walk.

The best way to fight one of the four is to press step by step, and the only way to crack the step by step press is to kick the knee, so that the opponent is unable to move for a short time and lose the ability to resist.

"The foot is heavier, please forgive me!" After they stood up, Zhao Mingding hugged their fists again to apologize.

"Big brother is so good at kung fu, our brothers admire it!" They also clasped their fists in return, "When you have time, teach us!" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Zhao Mingding replied, "Everyone learns from each other!" ”

"Chief, this brother's kung fu is good, can you ask him to teach the brothers a few tricks then?" An officer who was accompanying Uncle Zeng Xiaorou proposed.

"Good!" Zeng Xiaorou's uncle should arrive, "As long as Xiao Zhao agrees, I have no problem here!" When the time comes, you ask Xiao Rou and Xiao Zhao to coordinate. In addition, help Xiao Zhao get a gun license, and attach it to your regimental headquarters and give him the rank of captain. ”

"Yes, Chief!" The officer asked Zhao Mingding for the corresponding documents, saluted, and left with his men.

"It's kind of interesting," Zeng Xiaorou's uncle smiled at Zhao Mingding, "Why do you just use one trick to turn around?" ”

"I only use one trick over and over again, because this is the only trick that works!" Zhao Mingding sneered.

"White cats and black cats, the one who catches the mouse is the one who is a good cat!" Zeng Xiaorou interjected with a smile.

"Xiao Nizi, I forgot my uncle when I had a boyfriend, and my elbow turned out!" Zeng Xiaorou's uncle laughed.

"Uncle, look at what you said!" Zeng Xiaorou hugged her uncle and began to be coquettish again.

"Alright, alright, I'm kidding you!" Zeng Xiaorou's uncle said, turned his head and asked, "Xiao Zhao, this is your family kung fu, right?" ”

"yes." Zhao Mingding replied.

"Have you ever wanted to come over to the army for development?" Zeng Xiaorou's uncle smiled, "I can let you join the spy company." But you don't have to answer me now, I'll let you think about it for a while, and then you can talk to Xiaorou when there is a result. ”

"Thank you, uncle!" Zhao Mingding breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that the invisible pressure on his body disappeared at once.

"Okay, I still have something to do, so I won't leave you behind." Zeng Xiaorou's uncle patted Zhao Mingding's shoulder and said with a smile, "Come and have a few drinks with me when you have time!" ”

"Definitely, uncle!" Zeng Xiaorou and Zhao Mingding hurriedly responded.

Before getting into the car, a brand-new 5.8 mm caliber pistol with a muffler was inserted in a concealed black cowhide holster on the outer waist, equipped with five magazines and 1,000 rounds of ammunition, as well as a military officer ID card with the rank of captain.

"From now on, your identity is a captain officer under the secret service group, and you are directly responsible to me." Zeng Xiaorou's uncle smiled, "Your current task is: Flower Protector. Laughing.

"Yes, mission guaranteed!" Zhao Mingding snapped his feet together, gave a military salute, and replied solemnly and loudly.

The rest of the people present finally couldn't help it and laughed, and Zeng Xiaorou laughed even more. Zhao Mingding calmly filled all five magazines with bullets amid everyone's laughter, hung the holster on the belt around his waist, loaded a magazine full of bullets into the pistol, turned off the safe, and inserted the pistol into the holster. Once everything is in order, hop into the car and drive away.

"Good boy, I'm afraid you don't want my gun. Now that you've got my gun, you can't run away! Zeng Xiaorou's uncle looked at the car that was heading away and smiled proudly.