Chapter 1675: The Trajectory of the Bullet

"This is a bit difficult to play."

Yuan Jie smiled awkwardly and shook his hands.

After the shots were fired just now, his arm hurt from the recoil.

Originally, I thought that I could get a good result at this time and show it off, but I didn't expect that it would be embarrassing to get such a shitty result.

"How about it, do you want to try it?"

Fan Sangsang looked at Lin Yi, his eyes narrowed slightly, his condescending attitude was full of arrogance.

"The caliber of this gun is too small, and it is too boring to fight."

Lin Yi glanced at Zuolun.

When Fan Sangsang and Yuan Jie fired, Lin Yi paid attention to the sound of the gun being ejected, which had no deterrent effect.

In Lin Yi's eyes, this kind of pistol is not even comparable to the previous Desert Eagle, and it is not much different from a toy at all.

It's really boring to fight.

In contrast, Lin Yi is looking forward to the rifle that he will see later.

"Is it boring to fight?"

Listening to Lin Yi's words, Yuan Jie, whose palms were still a little numb, immediately sneered, "I think you are afraid of embarrassing yourself?"

"No matter how small the caliber gun is, the moment it is actually fired, it is enough to have a strong impact on your elbow. If you have not undergone special training, the bullet you shoot is not the same as where you aim at. A spot!"

Yuan Jie thought that Lin Yi didn't have that strength, Fan Sangsang next to him shook his head slightly.

She was completely disappointed in Lin Yi in front of her.

If you don't even have the guts to try it, how promising can you be in the future?

But this is not what Fan Sangsang is concerned about.

When she was about to reload another round of bullets, Zeng Peihui, who was standing beside her, suddenly lit up his eyes, stretched out his hand, and patted Fan Sangsang's wrist lightly.

Fan Sangsang turned his head, and saw a group of people walking past at the end of the corridor.

That group of people, at first glance, gave people a particularly arrogant and domineering feeling, and each of them was obviously the second generation ancestor of that kind of family.

Especially one of them was a man who was 1.8 meters tall and was wearing a full set of Versace. He looked a little strong, but when he looked at his face, he was the young master of the Zhu family, Zhu Shengyu.

"Sister Fan, why don't we go over there and have a look?"

Zeng Peihui looked at Fan Sangsang with anticipation on his face.

He didn't know which one of them was Zhu Yidong, but he only recognized Zhu Shengyu and Zhu Shenghai from Zhu's family just by taking a glimpse.

The two young masters of the Zhu family were relatively open in the circle, and they often attended some so-called fashionable dinner parties, which left a certain impression on Zeng Peihui.

Now that he saw Zhu Shengyu and Zhu Shenghai, he knew without thinking that Zhu Yidong was probably among that group of people.

"Um."

Fan Sangsang glanced over there, nodded, and looked at Zheng Qiuchan: "I saw a few friends, or else, Qiu Chan and Shi Min, come with me to have a look?"

She did not invite Lin Yi and Yuan Jie.

In her eyes, taking these two people with them was also an embarrassment for her.

"I won't go."

Zheng Qiuchan shook her head: "I don't like occasions with too many people."

"Then Sangsang and I will go over to have a look. Besides, Mr. Yuan, this time I have provided you with an excellent opportunity, so you should make good use of it."

Fu Shimin blinked at Yuan Jie.

She has been trying every means to help Zheng Qiuchan find various marriage relationships, wishing to marry Zheng Qiuchan early.

"it is good!"

Yuan Jie, who was encouraged by Fu Shimin, was full of excitement.

Although it seems that there is still such a light bulb as Lin Yi standing here, but at any rate, the less the number of people, Zheng Qiuchan can pay more attention to him.

Zheng Qiuchan watched Fu Shimin and the others walk aside, and she was slightly relieved. She looked at Lin Yi beside her, and then realized that at some point, Lin Yi had already reached the gun rack that Fan Sangsang used just now.

He lowered his head, shook his hand lightly, and the revolver cylinder in his hand opened, and the metal shell case that had lost its gunpowder jumped out of it, and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of beeping.

Lin Yi picked up the bullets on the side and put them into the magazine one by one. Then the bullets were loaded, and the safety of the revolver was opened. Holding it with one hand, he slowly raised his head, pointed at the target in front of him, and pulled the trigger. .

Bang bang bang bang bang.

A neat six shots.

The voice fell, and Fan Sangsang, who had already walked several steps forward, heard the voice and turned his head subconsciously.

She just walked to the corner and looked over there. The first glance was at Lin Yi who was standing in front of the gun platform, and the second glance fell on the scoreboard over there.

The score on the scoreboard didn't change at all, it was still the score that Fan Sangsang scored just now.

She took another look at the target paper that was shot out six times by her, and it was riddled with holes. When Lin Yi changed the bullets to the gun just now, he did not change the target, and there was no new bullet on the target paper at this moment. hole marks.

"All missed?"

Fan Sangsang raised his eyebrows, smiled coldly from the bottom of his heart, shook his head, and looked away.

She just heard the gunshot and saw Lin Yi's calm posture holding the gun. She thought she had really encountered some hidden master.

But looking at it now, I'm afraid it's just a bluffing master.

Six shots, at a distance of 25 meters, all missed the target.

This must be a result that can only be achieved by a complete waste wood.

It's just that the more unbearable Lin Yi behaved, the more Fan Sangsang couldn't understand why Zheng Qiuchan would look at him with admiration.

Before that, Zheng Qiuchan almost never asked her for help.

Now, she actually opened her mouth for such a kid.

Fan Sangsang was unhappy from the bottom of her heart, or rather, there was a little bit of jealousy that she couldn't explain clearly.

What I ate was Zheng Qiuchan's vinegar.

Besides, after thinking about it for a while, one can understand that Zheng Qiuchan left Puhai for Quhang, and after going there for such a long time, she never showed any signs of returning.

Fan Sangsang has often called Zheng Qiuchan for so many days. Zheng Qiuchan just refused to come back to play with her.

This made Fan Sangsang feel even more unhappy.

Lin Yi opened the magazine of the revolver in his hand, and the casings of the six metal bullets inside were still warm.

Yuan Jie next to him looked at the scoreboard and saw a target paper with no new bullet holes. He grinned, even a little proud and excited.

After all, after all, he still managed to get a few shots on target.

It won't be like this, all misses.

Zheng Qiuchan glanced at Lin Yi, and when she saw Lin Yi shaking her head slightly and putting down the revolver in her hand, she subconsciously glanced at the bullet casings that fell on the ground and the target paper in the distance that didn't seem to have changed at all.

At first glance, there is no difference.

Upon closer inspection, Zheng Qiuchan was taken aback for a moment.

All I could see was the target paper where the original six bullet holes had passed through, and the edges of the six bullet holes were a bit scorched black.

This phenomenon is impossible when the first bullet hits the target.

The only explanation is.

Lin Yi's six bullets entered the target paper along the trajectory of Fan Sangsang's six bullets just now.

Six bullets.

Each round hit the original bullet hole position.

And the later bullets, when traveling along the trajectory.

It lacks the barrier of breaking the target, so that the gunpowder at the tail of the bullet will blacken the target paper with high temperature at the moment it passes through the bullet hole.

The sense of error is close to zero, and even the scoring machine has no time to react and distinguish for a moment.