"Stand guard and make fixed firepower points at the same time." Jiang Yuan said, opening the 92's safety and preparing to go up the wall.

Thump thump thump.

A criminal policeman made a move that resembled a three-step layup. He stepped on the wall one step ahead of Jiang Yuan, and with a graceful movement, he drew his gun and fired.

Bang bang bang!

The three shots at very short intervals seemed to be synchronized with the sound of the criminal policeman landing.

"Hit in the head, dead." Shen Yaowei blew the non-existent smoke on the barrel of the gun handsomely.

Jiang Yuan looked at Shen Yaowei with an extremely surprised expression.

Shen Yaowei was extremely proud: "I don't know, I'm a good shooter, but it's just that I can't shoot well now."

Jiang Yuan determined that he had a pistol shooting level of LV2 or above. Considering the frequency and time of police shooting training now, Shen Yaowei could indeed be called a master shooter.

Just, just...

Buzz…

This time it's the walkie-talkie that's vibrating.

Wang Chuanxing picked up.

Wu Junhao's excited voice came: "The bandit leader has been arrested, and the B&B has been emptied. Repeat, the bandit leader has been arrested..."

Shen Yaowei laughed loudly and shouted ostentatiously: "Please call me the Little Prince of Sharpshooters from now on!"

Jiang Yuan locked the Type 92 safety with force.
Chapter completed!