Chapter 3 Change the gun

While the target put down his hand and pressed the counter, Qin Hui instantly took out the pistol around his waist and quickly rushed out.

"Bum, bang, bang, bang..."

When the last shot hit the head of the paper target, the timer in the target's hand stopped counting. Looking at the paper targets behind him that were full of broken heads, Qin Hui took off his earmuffs with a smile and exited the magazine to check if there were any bullets left.

Looking at the bullet clip that Qin Hui withdrew from her hand, the target reporter reported the target number; "Qin Hui used 9.67, target number, A, A... All twelve targets were hit, a total of 12A.

After Qin Hui changed the gun to a magazine, she inserted it back into the holster around her waist.

"Congratulations! Chief Qin is indeed the sharpshooter of Interpol! This achievement has not been achieved by Inspector Miao. If this is the match, you can set a new record.

Qin Hui shook her head unmoved and smiled, "He can, so can Rick, and you don't understand their strength."

The hot face touched a cold butt target officer and smiled awkwardly; "Shir Qin, shall we come again again?"

After installing the magazine again, Qin Hui pulled the bolt and said, "No, you open the counter. I want to test the speed of the gun."

After adjusting the counter a few times, the "OK" target player said, "Shir Qin, it's time to start."

Qin Hui raised the gun in his hand and aimed at other paper targets. Touch, bang, bang." A pair of guns shot all over the head. Qin Hui looked at her achievements, narrowed her eyes and said, "Report."

The target officer looked at the counter in his hand and said, "The interval between gunfire, 0.04."

Looking at the expression of the target officer who was shocked but still in the acceptable range, Qin Hui asked, "Who is the person with the smallest shooting interval at the shooting range?"

"It's Rick, his shooting interval is 0.03, and some people say that he has seen him shoot three times. However, Rick's gun was modified on the basis of the competition-grade M1911A1 gun. The scope is a night vision holographic, diffraction scope, which is used to facilitate rapid aiming.

"But Rick changed his gun and changed it too much. Even many people are afraid to use his modified gun for fear of going away. And three years ago, Rick's hand was injured, and it is estimated that he will never get such a result again.

Qin Hui looked down at the gun in her hand; "0.03, if Rick can really shoot three shots, his interval should be as low as 0.02, or even smaller. I can shoot 0.04 with this gun, but I feel that if I have a better gun, I can also reach a rate of fire of 0.03. But this Type 92 doesn't work, *just*. Although it is more powerful than this gun, the shooting interval is too large. In addition to accuracy, the speed of fire is also indispensable for masters to use guns.

It's enough that the murderous gun can hit the other party's head. Then Qin Hui couldn't help laughing when he thought of the mythical * in the novel. Such a gun, even after transformation, the speed of fire is also very slow, coupled with the characteristics of less loading, it is okay to hit wild boars, and a normal person will not use it to kill people.

Qin Hui looked at the target audience and said, "I'm on vacation now. I want to apply for a membership card here and come here to practice shooting when I'm free. However, although this gun is good, it still can't meet my requirements, so I want to ask you if there is a master of changing the gun. I want to change this gun.

After thinking for a while, the target reported that he said, "I know a person who changed the gun for Inspector Miao and Azu, but that man went to the Philippines with the serious crime team to handle the case. Then there is Rick, but he hasn't come to play with guns for a long time.

Qin Hui asked curiously, "Do you have Rick's gun?"

"Yes, but he was locked up by himself and couldn't open it at all."

"Where's Inspector Miao and Azu's guns?"

"Inpect Miao and Azu are both policemen, and they have gun certificates. Their guns are not under our control at all. I guess they should have left them at home.

Qin Hui nodded after listening and said, "Go ahead. I'll play for a while and then leave." After the target officer left, Qin Hui took out his 92 guns and tried a few more shots, but it was far from meeting Qin Hui's standard.

For Qin Hui, in addition to the characteristics of 200 bullets, this gun does not meet his own standards. It seems that he has to return to the system and have to modify the gun, otherwise it will not be of great use.

As for the current Azu's gun, it should be his first choice. As for Miao Zhishun's, with the 92 type in his hand, Qin Hui is not sure that he can kill him.

After returning the gun to the club, Qin Hui secretly got the police address named Azu from the registration office of the gun club.

Azu's home is located in the suburbs, which is very large but also remote. After Qin Hui came to Azu's home, she did not find anyone else, which saved Qin Hui from doing something. After wrapping his coat into a ball around the muzzle, Qin Hui held the gun against the door lock and fired a shot. With a muffled sound, Qin Hui kicked open the iron door.

Where is the gun? There is no bedroom, no kitchen, and no living room. Qin Hui sat on the sofa in the living room and couldn't help thinking about where the gun would be put.

Qin Hui really didn't have any reasoning talent, and then searched again and couldn't find a place where Azu hid his gun.

After giving up the search, Qin Hui sat back on the sofa, took Azu's bottle of unknown liquor, and drank it like this.

Qin Hui is addicted to alcoholism, which is a way for him to find peace and numb his senses when he knows that he has little life.

Qin Hui is an alcoholic, but he never gets himself drunk. Because Qin Hui was afraid that she would not wake up after she was really drunk. Especially in the recent period, Qin Hui has slept even more and dare not sleep too much for fear of closing her eyes for a long sleep. Qin Hui can't let go of the world, let alone the spirit.

When watching the movie, Qin Hui liked Rick starring Zhang Guorong the most, and even argued with Lingling for a long time because of what Zhang Guorong called in the movie. At that time, Qin Hui was still in school and did not know that she had a congenital disease. At that time, the days were very bitter but happy. At that time, because Zhang Guorong's name was Rick or Ali, both of them could argue until midnight. In the end, Qin Hui won, at the price was to squeeze the sofa with him for a week in the puzzled eyes of the Shapi dog.

Rick in the movie looks like a madman, but Qin Hui feels that he is also very similar. When she saw Miao Zhishun, Qin Hui almost couldn't restrain herself and wanted to kill him.

Yes, at the gate of the police station at that time, Qin Hui really wanted to kill him like this, because he could live and stay with Lingling.

But in the end, Qin Hui still restrained herself, because there were too many people and too many police. Qin Hui had to suppress his desire, because he can't be exposed yet. In public, shooting and killing the police inspector will definitely be surrounded by the police, so that he will have no time to kill Rick. Rick likes this role very much, but no matter how much he likes it, it doesn't matter his life.

Looking at the foreign trademark on the wine bottle, Qin Hui gently took a small sip; "Ah! Cool, this wine is better than the loose liquor he drank, and I don't know how many benefits this Azu has received from the underworld. He actually has a wine rack without repetition!"

The left hand kept pouring wine, while in the right hand, Qin Hui gently stroked the pistol, as gentle as touching his lover. Miao Zhishun and Rick must die. Only when they die can I change my life. After drying the remaining liquor, Qin Hui smashed the empty wine bottle into the mirror in the living room.

Looking at the mirror broken by herself and a few stubbornly stuck to the frame, Qin Hui raised the gun to herself in the mirror; "Are you ready? Yes!"

With the words of self-question and self-answer, the sound of the system sounded in Qin Hui's ear; "Dingdong, host, you have a new optional task."

.... Recently, Azu's brain is very confused. Four G4 died, and his best friend A Miao is also in a trance. I really don't know what's going on in Hong Kong recently! It's messy. I heard that Hong Kong will return next year, and I should be much more relaxed by then. Azu parked the car at the door and reached out to grab the doorknob while thinking nonsense.

"Ye" A grasping empty hand made Azu slightly stunned, and then let him return to reality from his fantasy.

"Gun marks!" Looking at the hole in his door, Azu said affirmatively.

Reaching out to take down his police*, Azu slowly pushed open his door, and with a downward pressure tactic, Azu came to the house.

Holding his hands tightly*, Azu lay on the ground and carefully looking for possible enemies. This is his home, and everything is familiar to him, so the first thing Azu observes is a few places where people can hide.

"Where to look!" Seeing Azu's eyes, he first looked at Qin Hui lying on the sofa in the corridor on the second floor and said with a smile. The enthusiastic smiling face and joking words are as simple as greeting old friends.

"It's you, aren't you an international policeman? What are you doing at my house? After seeing Qin Hui's face, Azu, who knew Qin Hui's identity, was not careless at all, fully reflecting the quality of an elite policeman facing the sudden situation.

Qin Hui sat up lazily; "I just saw your trophy, but I didn't expect you to win the shooting championship of the Hong Kong police group when you were young! Ha ha, what a man!"

Azu stood up from the ground with a gun in his hand; "What the hell do you want to do!" I don't welcome you here."

"What do you want to do!" Qin Hui looked at Azu and replied word by word, "I heard that your gun is very fast, so I want to use your head to try to see if my gun is fast." Qin Hui looked at the police gun in Azu's hand, took 92 in his hand and shook his head and said disdainfully, "Drop the garbage in your hand. I know you have a modified gun. I want you to take that and play a real-life match with me."

Azu looked at the gun and crazy eyes in Qin Hui's hand and asked in disbelief, "You are serious."

"Of course, I never joke. Go and get ready. Today, only one of us can get out alive."

With years of experience, Azu, who felt that he had been locked, raised his hand* directly.

"Bum..."

Looking at the beaten left wheel underground, Qin Hui quickly inserted the 92 pistol back to her waist.

"Go get the gun. Don't say that I won't give you a fair chance to fight. You should know that no one can meet such an opportunity."

Looking at the blown*, Azu left his back to Qin Hui without hesitation, and then went straight upstairs and said without looking back; "Okay, I hope you don't regret it."

"Haha, ha ha. Go ahead and let me see how fast your gun is. Hearing the loud laughter behind him, Azu's pace accelerated a little.

In the system that no one can detect, a line of small words is being written at this time. Optional task "This task can be rejected, rejection without punishment", a crazy gladiator, killed Azu with a positive attitude, making him understand the gap between him and the top gunner. The mission reward can integrate the characteristics of * with the modified and special guns of this industry. If the mission fails, you will be killed directly by Azu.

Looking back on the information of the mission, Qin Hui will smile. Yes, Qin Hui is very confident, because he believes in himself and the gun in his hand. Although this Azu is a master, there is still a gap between him and the top gunner. Themi bu of this gap depends on talent and personal understanding. Therefore, Qin Hui said that there was no pressure to compete with himself with what gun Azu had in his hand, because this was Hong Kong in 1996, not the era of the Heavenly Anti-Japanese War when Wang Ba Box* and bombed tanks.

After Azu entered the room on the second floor, Qin Hui stroked the gun gently and said softly, "Azu, are you ready?"

“.... Ah..." After hearing Qin Hui's voice, Azu vented his emotions in the room, and then shouted crazily; "Let's start, let me see your so-called strength."