"啪啪啪········" In the smoke filled, Zhang Xiaoqiang put down the NP22 in his hand, rubbed his wrist, turned his head and looked at the bullet on the side of the magazine.

"How is my technology? The nine rings in the ten rings are considered masters?"

"咔···咔········" 喵喵 子 子 子 子 喵喵 喵喵 喵喵 喵喵 喵喵 喵喵 喵喵 子 子 子 喵喵 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子 子

"I understand, I understand that people who are better than themselves are always sour, it doesn't matter, you are still small, and there are infinite possibilities..."

I was still young. I couldn’t understand Zhang Xiaoqiang’s words in the first place. She had bullets in her hands and thought slowly. Suddenly, she understood what Zhang Xiaoqiang was saying. What does Zhang Xiaoqiang mean that his stinky method is stronger than her?

"哼································

I was silent for a long time around Zhang Xiaoqiang. Today I finally couldn’t help but say three words. Her voice was tender and crisp, like singing in the evening, speaking Mandarin, and the sound of the word is smooth.

"Hah, your kid will finally talk, it’s rare, come on, open your voice, uncle?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not expect the other, but he was excited. He said that he was not in the iron tree.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang called the broken scorpion, he no longer snorted, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was not annoyed.

"How old are you this year? I said, why haven’t you changed your voice? It’s not a teenager, it’s a child, a child like this, Ziz...”

When I heard that Zhang Xiaoqiang actually said that he was a child, he glared at him. Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at himself like a little cat, and then he frowned at her, flipped a big white eye, ignored him, and grabbed an empty bomb. Clip, and then up the bullet.

"Silent is equal to the default. I understand you. If you see your uncle's skill, you will feel inferior. In fact, it is not necessary. You must learn to be ashamed and then..."

Unbearable, she stood up and pulled out her 92-type pistol. She aimed at the raft that was fifty meters away and pulled the trigger continuously. It was full of a clip and fifteen rounds of bullets.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned. He looked silly at the raft 50 meters away. There was a bullet hole in the middle of the red circle at the center of the wooden target. The bullet hole is the reference point of the concentric circle.

As long as there is a high-speed flying object, Zhang Xiaoqiang can enter dynamic vision. In dynamic vision, he clearly sees that the first particle is ejected in the middle, and the fourteen bullets in the back are drilled into a line, which is penetrated from the bullet hole in turn. Nothing is far-fetched, every bullet is just passing through, not sweeping around the target hole of the bullet hole, wearing it.

"Ha··哈哈·····哈哈哈······”

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled and smiled a few times. He said to a proud face:

"Yes, there is a bullet on the target, and I will continue to work hard next time, and strive to hit the remaining bullets on the target.········"

This time, I looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a stupid look. The corner of my mouth opened slightly, and a trace of clear saliva pulled down the long silk. It was really stupid. I know my own achievements. I have a heart to refute but I don’t know. How to talk about it, after all, she only shot a gun on the target.

"Well, that's it, let's go play, I will shoot my own target..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not wait for the reaction, and drove her to the side, grabbed the magazine to the NP22, aimed at the raft and fired again, a serious look.

"呼········" Zhang Xiaoqiang spit out long gas, put down the pistol, wiped off the sweat on his face with his arm, leaned over the ammunition box around him, and fumbled for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang only found five rounds of bullets, see With a thick shell on the side of the wheelchair, Zhang Xiaoqiang rested on the back of the chair, and unconsciously, he shot a bullet in an ammunition box.

The raft in the distance has been changed three times. This is the fourth raft. The original small forward is a bit slack. The pistol is a little bit of a heart. After a while, I want to find something to do. Later, when he was stunned, fifteen bullets passed through a point, giving Zhang Xiaoqiang a great shock. Unconsciously, he actually left him on the pistol.

Shame and then courage is not what he said to listen to, but to listen to himself, because Zhang Xiaoqiang’s rogue, angry but throw him to the side to play, Zhang Xiaoqiang has no points, no matter how many wrists Hepatic acid, biting his teeth, meticulous shooting practice, countless times of dynamic vision makes him not dizzy after the end, but as normal as eating and drinking.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared silently at the distant target, silent and silent, and the target was clean. He didn't want the first one. Even the wooden pole of the vertical target was hit by several holes. There is only one hole in it, the center of the concentric circle, five hundred. The bullets made him reach the level of embarrassment.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's NP22 dismemberment in the handle, carefully maintenance of various parts, continuous shooting of 500 rounds of bullets has a great impact on the gun itself, the service life of the gun is seriously damaged, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not care, the life of the barrel of 20,000 bullets is not blown out~ Www.lightnovelpub.net~ How to wear, it is stronger than the 92-type pistol.

"咔·····" The new magazine was stuck on the handle, Zhang Xiaoqiang was ready to shoot again, thought about it? Put down the pistol, he has even 30 shots, each bullet is empty, there is no need to practice.

Inserting the pistol back into the waist, Zhang Xiaoqiang is ready to call back, go shopping together, look around and see no one, then turn his wheelchair to the outside of the market.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wandered around the market, and after a few laps, he didn't mean anything. He was bored. He wanted to go back, but he saw the familiarity of the person in front of him. It seems that he and his own style is a kind of old-fashioned military used many years ago. Satchel, look back at the back of the chair, empty space.

"by······"

Zhang Xiaoqiang screamed in his heart, someone stole on his head, and thought of the genuine CD in the bag, Zhang Xiaoqiang chased forward in a wheelchair.

The people in front walked very fast, didn't look too much, and squatted in the arms and walked through the small market. In the twinkling of an eye, they walked through the small market and walked to the wall by the lake. Zhang Xiaoqiang had strong arms and turned the wheelchair like a fly. , tightly wrapped behind the man.

The two left the market one after the other. The two players who stalked in the market area just turned around and found that they had lost the trace of Zhang Xiaoqiang. They did not think much, thinking that Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the camp and turned to the camp.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the man tightly. He had already hated the man in his heart. Others did not steal it. He had to steal it on his head. If he didn’t just see the bag, he really didn’t know that he had been a thief.

The man in front of him has been rushing to the road, and he does not look at him. Zhang Xiaoqiang always feels that something is wrong. He has not been stolen before. He does not know what the real thief is. He can only follow behind and prepare to go to no one. Shoot the man and get your bag back.