Chapter 145： 145 insulator?

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Although Yang Ning did not say it clearly, Chen Luo knew that it must be the gun he carried with him.

Chen Luo, a Chinese guard, not only possesses the qualification to wear a spear, but also holds a small red book, not to mention the book is small, but it is a murder license permitted by the Chinese government.

To put it bluntly, killed by the Chinese guards, then if you die, you will die. Of course, for the Chinese guards, the country is very at ease, no matter whether it is loyalty or the principle of doing things, there is no doubt about it.

"Brother Chen, let me finish talking first." Yang Ning laughed: "I want to compare the disassembly of the gun. If Brother Chen is worried about fire, you can take out the bullets."

"This is okay."

People from the military background do not like twists and turns. Chen Luo is not surprised. He shook his hands like a trick. Soon, a silver 92-type pistol appeared in Yang Ning's field of vision.

"Brother Chen, shouldn't this gun be hidden in the waist?" Yang Ning was surprised.

Chen Luo glanced silently at Yang Ning, crying and laughing: "This is not a film, let alone, how unsafe is it to put it on the waist, what if the thief steals the sheep?"

This time it was Yang Ning’s speechlessness. You secretly said that as a Chinese guard, in the eyes of other departments, that is the legendary existence of a roar, which hair thief went crazy to find you to start? Besides, if you can steal something from you without knowing it, what kind of thief, king of thieves?

Chen Luo took out the magazine at a very fast speed, and then skillfully played the bullets on the magazine with his thumb. These bullets seemed to be very obedient, and they were shot one by one on the table, still quite neat.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Chen Luo flicked the last bullet, and he closed the magazine at the same time. He placed the 92-type pistol on the table and pushed it in front of Yang Ning.

"Yang Shao, although you run very well, and I admit that you can run faster without you, but when it comes to guns, then I am very confident, especially when I disassemble the gun. Two years ago, I blindfolded, disassembled and re-started It took only 13 seconds to install."

This is calculated on average, whether it is disassembling the gun or loading the gun, which is six to seven seconds.

But the question should not be so, because the time it takes to dismantle the gun is much less than that of loading the gun. Does this mean that Chen Luo dismantles the gun faster?

"Well, if Yang Shao takes less time to dismantle the gun than the total time it takes to disassemble and load it, then what if I lose?"

"Comparing with others, I have always adhered to the principle of fairness and justice. In this case, I won and was convinced when I won."

Without waiting for Chen Luo to speak, Yang Ning grabbed the 92-type pistol. Soon, he raised a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar. Obviously this was the first close contact with the gun and the first time he held it. , But Yang Ning felt a sense of flesh and blood.

At this moment, he followed this feeling and carried out the actions that were repeated countless times when he merged the ordnance articles in the primary chapter of the [Ace Soldier Wang Practice Manual].

Wow...

Chen Luo couldn't believe the scene he saw. It seemed to be less than two seconds. His 92-type pistol completely disintegrated in Yang Ning's hands, and it was quite thorough!

How did he do it?

With Chen Luo's vigilance and professionalism, it is natural that this 92-type pistol does not have any hardware problems or hidden dangers. Then the only explanation for this disintegration can only be done by Yang Ning. !

And then, another move by Yang Ning thoroughly verified his idea.

I saw that Yang Ning closed his eyes, and at a speed that made Chen Luo stunned, he fumbled on the table with the disassembled parts. In only eight seconds, Yang Ning scattered the gun parts scattered on the table. 'Fighting beat' together, restored the previous appearance.

After a long while, Chen Luo looked at the gun on the table, holding the three words for a long time: "I lost."

"Aren't you going to the hospital? Seems in that direction?"

After getting off the bus, Yang Zhiwei looked at Yang Ning in a puzzled way. In the impression, the road to the Municipal People's Hospital seemed to be the one in front of him, not the other one that had to turn around.

"I made an appointment with my classmates, met at the Acacia Bridge in the Cultural and Sports Center, and then went to the hospital to visit Yuanyuan."

"Wouldn't it be a female classmate?" Yang Zhiwei smiled and said: "Brother, I remember you have always been an insulator."

"Nonsense!" Yang Ning shook his head vigorously. He didn't admit that he was an insulator. This was framed and planted!

"Don't I know you yet?" Yang Zhiwei pursed his lips, his eyes sly: "Brother, do you have many beautiful girls in your school?"

"It should be a lot..."

Yang Ning is a little uncertain. After all, he doesn’t know many girls, but every one he knows is a boutique. Xu Yuanyuan didn’t tell Zhou Qian. In that physical education class, there were still a group of school girls around him. You look good.

However, this uncertain tone fell into Yang Zhiwei's ears, which became a kind of Yang Ning's guilty expression. She immediately took Yang Ning's arm with a smile, "Brother, don't be discouraged, I will accompany you to school tomorrow, envy Die those people."

"Cerebellar melon seeds are thinking about something all day, your brother is so useless, relying on the younger sister's limelight?" Yang Ning gently nodded Yang Ziwei's forehead.

"I don't know good people's hearts." Yang Zhiwei spit out his small tongue in anger, and then let go of Yang Ning's hand. He walked up and down in front of me. I was very angry. You don't care what I look like.

I walked for a few minutes and saw the striking signboard in the center of culture and sports across the distance. There was a square no less than the size of a football field outside the gate.

It's still very early, but there are many people in the square. They are basically aunts who dance in square dances, and those old ladies who get up early for fitness or practice Tai Chi. Of course, there are also some young and strong men. Some of them will also be surprised at the appearance of Yang Zhiwei.

Passing through the square, I quickly saw a sparkling river flowing gurgling downstream, like a camera, photographing the scenery on both sides of the river bank. Towering buildings, spacious roads, round trips by cars, children's playfulness, old people laughing happily. The scene on both sides of the strait is changing, and the pictures in the water are also changing, and it is becoming more and more beautiful.

Above the river, a bridge of some years is erected. It looks old and calm, showing the vicissitudes of some years. It is the Acacia Bridge. It was inspired by the Magpie Bridge where the Weaver Girl Qixidu Galactic River meets the Cowherd. name.

At one end of the bridge, there are two beautiful shadows, and occasionally pedestrians pass by, they will pay attention to the ceremony inadvertently.

Yang Zhiwei also found these two beautiful shadows, and she can't say that she has sharp eyes, but they are too dazzling. Recalling that Yang Ning mentioned to make an appointment with his classmates to go to the hospital, Yang Zhiwei could not help revealing his suspicious looks, but when he thought of Yang Ning's previous singleness of insulators, he thought his guess was ridiculous.

Because these two girls, in terms of appearance and appearance, no matter which one is worse than her, she doesn't even think that Yang Ning will have the possibility of encountering this level of beauty.

"I must think too much." Yang Zhiwei comforted herself so much.

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