"It's as simple as that?" Sophia thought he would take herself to the shooting range and teach her by hand, but it turned out that just a few words would be enough?

"Yes, when you go to the Javier gun shop to buy a gun, report my name, and the boss will give you a relatively large discount."

Zhang San felt that it was just a, and there was nothing to teach.

When you see the gangsters, just pull out the gun and pull the trigger, because the robbers of women are generally very cowardly, and they will run away when they hear the gunshots.

"If you really don't feel at ease, you can buy a bulletproof plate and find a bag to hold it to commute to work every day."

He gestured with his hand to the other party on how to use it, holding a bag with a bulletproof plate in one hand to block his chest, and holding a pistol in the other hand to shoot.

Unless Sophia is unlucky and gets a shot in the head.

"Why don't you teach me how to get on the right track..."

Looking at the way he gestured, Sophia would rather learn how to take the other side down with a single shot.

"Marksmanship is hard to teach, you have to practice it yourself."

Zhang San can teach a fart, he can shoot people in the head with his eyes closed.

Talent is too good, that's it.

However, seeing that Sophia was not very happy, Zhang San still drove her to the shooting range.

"A Glock 19, a hundred bullets first."

Taking two pieces of target paper and weapon bullets, Zhang San and Sophia came to the shooting range.

There are almost no people at the shooting range today, and the few scattered ones are also playing with submachine guns.

He hung up the target paper and handed the pistol to Sophia, who stood behind him and watched the shooting.

Syllable!

She hit the edge of the paper on the first shot, which is not good.

Syllable!

The second shot, although a bit of progress, was still outside the circle.

Zhang San patted her on the shoulder and reminded, "You don't keep thinking about aiming at that target, just shoot at it, you know." ”

She's going to fight an encounter, and she's going to take a Glock at her for a long time?

Syllable!

Seeing that she didn't even rub the target paper this time, Zhang San sighed and took the gun from Sophia's hand.

He didn't even look at the heart, and just raised his gun and shot.

Syllable!

Out!

"See, all of a sudden, you don't have time to aim, all you have to do is point the gun at the enemy and keep pulling the trigger!"

Bang Bang!

After the continuous gunfire, the target paper was full of holes left by bullet penetration.

Sophia looked at the miserable appearance of the target paper as if she understood something, and she nodded and tried it with her pistol.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Two out of four shots, not bad.

"Hurry up, you'd better use your usual speed of counting money on this."

Glancing blankly at the mouthy man, she put on a new magazine and began to output continuously at the target.

Syllable! Bang bang bang!

"Quick! Hurry up! ”

"It's too slow..."

"Damn, why are you so fast when you count the bills, and how do you twitch your hands like Parkinson's when you pull the trigger?"

As the man next to her spoke, Sophia's pistol fired faster and faster, until she replaced the last magazine and emptied the entire magazine at the target in a matter of seconds.

"Yes, you've got a complete grasp of how to use this gun."

The recovered target paper was covered with holes, and the dense fit looked like a honeycomb.

"Officer Zhang?"

Suddenly, someone called out to him, and Zhang San turned his head to look and found that it was Barbara and Peggy.

"You're on vacation today?"

He recalled carefully, he really hadn't seen these two people in the police station before.

But...

Isn't this moving a little too fast?

Looking at the two who looked like good girlfriends, Zhang San had doubts about what Barbara was here for.

Some people are said to be very strange when they go through great emotional changes, and the lady in front of her who wears the same cartoon character as Peggy looks a lot like that.

"Are you also practicing guns, can you teach me?"

"Okay."

Teaching one is teaching, teaching two is also teaching, Zhang San doesn't care about this.

However, compared to the ignorant Sophia, Barbara, who has been an officer of Evergreen for several days, is obviously more proficient.

Drawing a gun is fast, but it has the same drawbacks as Sophia.

The rate of fire is too slow, bad review!

How do you deal with those bad guys in Gotham when you go back at this rate of fire?

"You can't do this, you have to increase the rate of fire."

He told the other party about his shortcomings and asked Sophia next to him to show her a demonstration.

Bang Bang!

Seeing that Sophia, who was also a woman, shot much faster than herself, Barbara took the pistol and practiced without admitting defeat.

"Practice slowly, I'll go to work tomorrow."

After returning the gun, Zhang San drove Sophia back to the square.

Sitting on a bench with a glass of ice cream in her hand, Anna glanced at them, then on her phone.

"Would you like to find a time to help me train her?"

"Okay, but I don't think she'll learn from me honestly."

Girls in the rebellious period,Generally speaking, the favorite thing to do is to brush mobile phone videos and take various photos.。

Let Anna learn to shoot with her?

Not very realistic.

Driving home, Zhang San put on a stall Bluetooth headset and communicated with the seagulls flying from the mountains:

"Are you sure you haven't seen a stranger in the past few days?"

"Yes Boss! Absolutely no one can break through my blockade! ”

"Preferably, if the mung bean flies find out that there are cameras in the mountains again, you just wait for a big meal."

"Really, Boss!? See the camera and have a fries to eat? ”

Zhang San looked at the smart-talking seagull in front of him, and felt if it was infected by someone.

Why can't you hear good and bad words?

"It's a mashed potato feast! And I'll take the funnel and pour it into you little by little. ”

“……”

It froze because one night the day before, the seagulls had seen rats eating them.

A sticky bowl doesn't look very good.

It loves the crunchy, crunchy little fries that taste crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.

If you can dip some more ketchup, well...

That's great!

With a wave of its wings, the seagull, which showed that it understood, flew into the house.

Now it's going to recharge some energy.

Judging by the time, the rats will eat the fragrant potato chips at this point.

With such a big bag of potato chips, it's perfectly fine to divide it.

However, as soon as the seagull entered the door of the staff dormitory, it was covered by a garbage can.

Bumper bump...

No matter how much it struggled, the trash can that was pressed by a few books just wouldn't open.

This is what rats do, and they will only suffer once.

Seagulls think that they can grab something to eat because of their big body, and it is impossible to have a second time.

The first time it worked, it was because the rats were defenseless, and it sprayed saliva into the bag of chips.

This time they set the trap and waited for the stupid seagulls that liked to grab something to eat came in.