Chapter 255

"Write a word on the table." Hearing that customers are not destiny, but luck and accurate time, Chen blind thought, "are you here to smash the market?"

Who is the blind man who knows? You don't know what to do if you don't ask me for fortune telling!

However, he could not help pinching his fingers and putting on an old nagging look.

After all, you can't lose your style anyway. I'll count if you dare to come!

"Well." Zhuang Shikai nodded, put his finger on the table and wanted to write a word. But for a time, I couldn't think of anything to write, so I just wrote a handsome word, which was somehow in line with his style.

After Zhuang Shikai finished writing the word "handsome", he stared into the old blind man's eyes and said, "Mr. Chen, the word is written."

Although character measurement has always been a very powerful divination method, Zhuang Shikai was curious about how blind people measure characters? Can he see the words?

The old blind man moved his ears, stretched out his palm, opened his mouth and said, "five years!"

"I'm sure I can be transferred back to the police station within five years."

Zhuang Shikai looked at the old blind man's five open fingers. Nodded thoughtfully, "thank you, Mr. Chen."

He took out a Hong Kong dollar and put it on the table. Then he turned and left the Tin Hau Temple.

When the old blind man heard the footsteps go away, he touched a Hong Kong note with his hand and smiled: "fortunately, I heard you write five paintings, otherwise I don't know how to deceive you."

"Five years is good, five years is good.. hey hey, see if you remember this thing in five years. Are you in the mood to trouble me... Maybe you'll be on the street in five years."

"Eh?"

"Big water pipe!"

"So rich, next time you come to me to see feng shui, I won't deceive you!"

The old blind man folded the Hong Kong Banknotes silently and stuffed them into his trouser belt. When he heard someone coming in again, he immediately restored his serious expression.

I'm a regular again.

Listen to the voice and you know it's the short fat man.

……

"Zhuang sir, I'm in trouble." Half a month later, when the Flying Tigers were stationed, John came to Zhuang Shikai with a document.

Zhuang Shikai is wearing a training suit and is supervising the training of the team members.

When he heard John's anxious voice, he immediately grabbed the baton, turned and asked, "Sir, is it a mission?"

During this half month, the selection of Chinese within the police force has been completed.

More than 200 Chinese police officers were newly selected by the police force. After three-tier assessment, there were 18 Chinese police officers left.

After the 18 Chinese police officers were admitted, they carried out a month long training of the Flying Tigers.

As a senior officer, Zhuang Shikai certainly does not need to lead these new players. He is now conducting daily training in two teams under his opponent.

Those new team members will naturally be assigned to other commanders after the training, and they don't need him to worry at all.

John heard Zhuang Shikai's inquiry and handed the document in his hand to Zhuang Shikai: "no! Not a mission! But a joint urban anti-terrorism exercise invited by the US military! "

"Well?" Zhuang Shikai frowned, took the folder, opened it, then quickly merged and preached loudly.

"Fight!"

"Since the US military wants to test our guns, is it fast enough! We'll shoot him and show him! "

"All the Flying Tigers gather!"

Zhuang Shikai picked up the silver flute around his neck, Didi Didi, and sounded the flute.

The Flying Tigers who were training in the mud quickly got up and rushed to the front of the commander.

John looked at the look of Zhuang Shikai and the flying tigers, and suddenly his heart was cold: "Zhuang Sir really did what he said!"

"I'm not afraid of the U.S. Army recording black accounts! Take the flying tigers and the US Army! "

Then John took a deep breath and said aloud, "Zhuang sir, you must be careful when you go abroad."

"I have a military academy classmate who works in the U.S. special forces. Let me get a message... The retired seal commander you killed is the brother of a colonel and captain of the current seal..."

……

Five years later.

Happy Valley.

IDPA shooting club and all Hong Kong Police Force club.

A competitive competition for social design enthusiasts in Hong Kong is being held in the gun track. A total of 10 enthusiasts from all walks of life and different nationalities in Hong Kong are competing fiercely for the championship.

This is the first shooting competition for the whole society since the establishment of IDPA shooting club. The bonus of up to HK $500000 has also been very attractive in the past 80 years.

"Bang bang!"

Three clear shots rang out.

A young gunman wearing gray cotton padded clothes, noise reduction headphones, guns in both hands and goggles pulled the trigger and knocked down three round targets in front of him.

Then, the young gunman lowered his gun, ran sideways, and then fought solidly on the ground with steady legs. He raised his gun again and shot at the opposite target from an iron circle perspective.

"Bang bang!"

"Dang Dang!"

Every time the young gunman pulls the trigger, the gun chamber makes a roar, and the gun target in front must respond with a clear sound of hit.

The young gunmen on the field looked solemn and their mastery of the gun seemed to have been integrated into the bone marrow. The match gun used on the field is different from the actual gun structure.

It is not only more handsome, but also lighter and more accurate. It can also add additional configurations such as sight and auxiliary device.

Because gun racing is designed for competition and only pursues speed, accuracy and lightness.

Actual combat firearms should pursue stability, adaptability, supportability and so on

Therefore, there are essential differences between the two types of firearms, and according to the laws of Hong Kong Island, the kinetic energy of gun racing shall be limited to less than 1.8 joules, and more than 1.8 joules is illegal.

At this time, the young gunman stood at the last shooting point, raised his gun with both hands, his bright eyes went through the goggles and rushed into the sight, burst out a natural murderous spirit and pulled the trigger again and again.

"Dang Dang."

The last five moving targets fell down in less than a second.

“DoubleTap！”

Five bangs, actually ten bullets.

There was a bullet change in the middle.

Then, the young gunman stood in place, with the muzzle facing up according to the schedule standard, unloaded the magazine, pulled the bolt and clicked to ensure that there were no bullets in the barrel.

After waiting for the on-site referee to check the firearms and nod his head, he stuffed the match gun into the gun bag around his waist, turned and walked back to the starting point.

"Wow."

The audience immediately applauded and gave him the warmest applause.

The police judges on the jury also showed surprise, prudence, appreciation and other eyes

He was the first of the ten finalists to complete and attract the most attention.

At this time, the young man walked and heard the news. Suddenly, he turned and waved his hand with a smile and responded kindly to the audience.

And the young man in a race suit, with the tip of his hair raised, wearing goggles and smiling, is full of charm and extremely natural and unrestrained

Then.

The other finalists completed the competition one after another.

The on-site referee came forward to count the target position and shouted, "track 1, twelve targets and twelve hits!"

"The last five targets, five doubletaps!"