After six gunshots, Qiao Feng looked at the boy of the same age.

There was a little nervousness on his face, and a little excitement.

What? Is his shooting very accurate this time?

However, when the target was pulled in again, Qiao Feng really shook his head and walked away directly.

One left shoulder and the other right shoulder were not hitting the bone, but hitting the biceps and tearing the muscles. In terms of lethality, it was not even as good as the shot Qiao Feng had hit the scapula before.

A bullet enters from the junction of the chest and abdominal cavity without damaging the lung lobe, perhaps it just shot through the cecum or spleen.

Two bullets shot into the edge of the target on the lower body of the human-shaped target, leaving only half of the bullet hole on the target. Is it a thigh? What's the use of just hitting the thigh?

There were two bullets that did not fall off the target, but they hit the blank part on the human-shaped target one left and one right. Qiao Feng really felt sorry for his peers. If there were human arms drawn on the human-shaped target, his two shots should have just hit the bend of the arm. More or less, they could have hit the human body, right?

The boy of the same age smiled with great satisfaction at the target.

Qiao Feng also breathed out and continued to watch the other people's shooting.

No matter what, at least his bullets did not all fall off the target, which is much better than many people here. He is so happy that he should be because he is happy that all his seven bullets hit.

In the shooting range, there were endless sounds of gunfire rising and falling.

After a walk around, Qiao Feng still felt a little bored.

He suddenly discovered that the best shot in this shooting range was the boy of the same age just now. At least, looking at his way of hitting the target with every shot, it was much more interesting than watching those shootings that almost all off-target. Isn’t it?

Qiao Feng came back and saw that the boy still didn't leave. Five empty magazines had been placed beside him. It seemed that he liked shooting very much.

Qiao Feng stood beside him patiently. He planned to continue watching this, and then wait until Zhao Jiangyuan comes back to pick him up.

Afterwards, the boy picked up a magazine in his hand and tucked it into the pistol very skillfully.

Well, that movement is very skillful. It seems that this is the case.

Then he pushed the two humanoid targets directly away twenty meters away. Then he raised the gun again and aimed... and pulled the trigger like a machine gun. The bullet almost rushed towards the two targets with a series of sounds!

But what is the result?

Although all seven bullets were still hit by the target, just like before, none of them could cause fatal damage to the "target".

Then, the boy continued to be very satisfied with his "all hits" and the next magazine was released. He actually directly pushed out three humanoid targets.

Hey hey hey, can you learn to walk first before you can run? At least. Will you be fine after you can kill yourself with multiple target shooting?

Qiao Feng shook his head, but this peer pushed the target out on his own. This time, the target was placed twenty-five meters away. After taking a deep breath, he raised his gun again, and used the quick shooting method to shoot out seven bullets.

As a result, all hits are still hit.

Similarly, no shot is fatal.

But this time, Qiao Feng's original contempt in his heart was involuntarily restrained a little.

He looked at the excited expression of this peer, and finally realized that something was wrong here....

Three humanoid targets are still launched.

Qiao Feng believes that if the three targets were not the largest set targets in this shooting range, this peer would definitely continue to add targets.

This time, the distance reached thirty meters.

And he quickly raised the gun, fired, and then put down the gun...

It's still the same as before. There is no off-target, but there is still no fatal injury.

“…………………………………………………… Why, don’t you aim at the heart and shoot.”

Qiao Feng had a gloomy face and spoke while this peer removed the soundproof earmuffs and rested.

The boy turned his head and looked at Qiao Feng in a little surprised. For a moment, he didn't seem to understand how Qiao Feng meant.

At that moment, Qiao Feng walked directly to the shooting table next to him and pushed out a human-shaped target. After the target reached a distance of 30 meters, he quickly raised the gun in his hand!

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Seven bullets, two shot through the head, two shot through the throat, and three shot through the heart.

After firing the gun, Qiao Feng pulled the human-shaped target into it, pointed to the gun hole on the target and said, "Are you not aiming at the heart and head? If you obviously hit the center, you will have a higher score and you will be more likely to redeem the prize."

After seeing Qiao Feng's humanoid target, the boy clapped his hands at Qiao Feng with an admiration and said, "Wow! You are so awesome! This is the first time I have seen someone of my age shoot so quickly! Are you planning to be a policeman?"

police?!

Qiao Feng raised his eyebrows alertly and took a step back.

This peer gave a thumbs up, pointed at his nose, and laughed: "I'm going to say it! My future wish is to be a people's policeman! Your marksmanship is so accurate, and you must have ideals in this regard, right? What do you want to be? Are you going to join the army? Or are you going to be a policeman?"

The boy seemed to be more enthusiastic than Qiao Feng had imagined. He began to stick it up, cheering and cheering.

In comparison, Qiao Feng slowly retreated, hoping to make a little distance from him.

“…………………I am not going to be a policeman or join the army.”

"If you don't become a policeman, don't join the army? You're not a sports player, are you?"

The boy still asked like a stubborn manipulation. This made Qiao Feng feel that he was a little annoying and said casually: "Ah, I am an athlete. A shooting athlete."

"Really? Which sports school are you from? What team? What is your name? Depending on your age, are you going to participate in the next Olympics? Will I see you on TV?"

The boy of the same age asked several questions in one breath. Qiao Feng frowned, changed the topic directly, and said, "What's your name? I ask you, why don't you target the high-scoring area of ​​the target?"

"My surname is Chen, my name is Chen Sibo! What's your name?"

“……………………… Qiao Feng.”

As soon as he said that, Qiao Feng regretted it. How could he directly report his real name to a stranger? But now it is too late to regret it.

"Qiao Feng????Hey, I remember that the protagonist of this martial arts novel has a very similar name to you..."

"You haven't told me why you don't aim at the heart and shoot."

In order to avoid this person who seems to like to ask more questions, Qiao Feng began to ask him back.

This time, the boy named Chen Sibo touched the back of his head and smiled: "Oh, my goal is to be a criminal policeman. The goal of my gun and my bullet is to maintain public order and to stop those who dare to commit crimes. Guns are not tools for killing people, but props to maintain people's living and working in peace and contentment."

This person... is really a naive guy.

Qiao Feng put his hands into his pocket and said coldly: "The gun is used to kill people. If you don't aim the gun at the other party's heart, the other party may aim at your head with the gun."

Chen Sibo shook his head vigorously and said, "It is not a gun that kills people, but a man. As a future people's policeman, I will never allow any guns to target innocent people! Of course, I have to do this myself. My bullets can only be used to remove the armed and combat power of criminals, but they will definitely not kill anyone!"

What a naive idea.

Qiao Feng can now confirm that although this person has the talent for shooting, he should be a young master who lives in the family and has no worries about food and clothing.

People's Police?

I just hope you don’t do too well in the future. Otherwise, you may become the target of the Liuying Club.

Chen Sibo shook his head, he raised a thumb at Qiao Feng and said, "By the way, which sports school are you from? You haven't told me yet. The marksmanship is so accurate. Does your school have training classes? I want to sign up for training. I have always been studying secretly and always feel that the progress is limited~~~!"

This person is really annoying!

Qiao Feng turned around and walked towards the exit, ignoring him. But this person followed Qiao Feng in a very natural way and walked to the exit together.

It was at this moment that Zhao Jiangyuan appeared at the door. After seeing Qiao Feng and Chen Sibo, the god of death raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded.

"You'll make friends so soon? Little brother, what's your name?"

Chen Sibo looked at Zhao Jiangyuan and said without any doubt: "My name is Cheng Sibo! My future goal is a criminal policeman! Are you Qiao Feng's brother or senior? The shooting players trained by your sports school are so amazing!"

"Haha, yes, our sports school."

Zhao Jiangyuan glanced at Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng knew that he had said a lot of wrong words, so he naturally lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

However, the god of death quickly turned around and looked at Chen Sibo with a smile: "Sorry, little brother. I want to take my junior back to school. By the way, do you want to be a criminal policeman? Maybe there is a place in this mall that allows you to perform~~!"

Chen Sibo was stunned for a moment, showing a very natural and very foolish expression.

"Oh, that's it. Many police cars came just now. I heard that someone jumped down from the top floor of the mall, fell into the center of the mall, and committed suicide. Don't you go and take a look?"

"suicide?!"
Chapter completed!