Detective from the future

Chapter 329 Applause
Sha Haiming was very depressed because he was shot in the head with a pistol by a rookie.

No.

He is definitely not a rookie, how could a rookie have such good marksmanship.

This product is probably a product pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Careless.

Sha Haiming has been playing live-action CS for so many years, and the number of times he has been shot in the head can be counted on the fingers of one's fingers.

This is the first time someone has been shot in the head with a pistol.

If this guy uses a rifle, he will definitely lose.

Of course, this was Sha Minghai's idea. He didn't know that it was Han Bin's first time playing live CS, and he didn't know how to use a rifle at all.

If Han Bin had used a rifle, he would have been headshot.

On the other side, Han Bin has been surrounded by members of the red team.

Before, when Sha Minghai and Yao Xingyun beat Han Bin alone, everyone thought that Han Bin would lose.

Sha Minghai and Yao Xingyun looked like old players at first glance, and both of them were very good at marksmanship. As long as the two of them cooperated well, it would be easy for them to kill Han Bin.

Unexpectedly, Han Bin made a counterattack, shot Yao Xingyun in the chest, and then gave Sha Minghai a headshot. Although he was also shot in the chest, the headshot was still more embarrassing in comparison. .

In actual combat, as long as you wear body armor, you won't be seriously injured if you get hit in the chest.

But as long as you are headshot, the chances of surviving wearing a bulletproof helmet are not high.

"Brother Bin, you're too hung up, you ended up with a headshot." Zhao Ming said pleasantly.

He knew that it was the first time for Han Bin to play, and he originally had the idea of ​​bringing a rookie, but now it seems that he is the real rookie.

Chen Gan gave a thumbs up: "Brother Han, bull!"

"Brother Han, can you detectives touch guns often?" Tian Ye asked enviously.

"What is this? Let me tell you, Brother Bin not only touches guns often, but also shot to save people in times of crisis. He said kicking the legs, never hitting the chest. Pop, he hit the suspect's thigh with one shot." Zhao Ming described it vividly.

"It turned out to be a comrade criminal policeman, no wonder he shot so accurately." Sha Minghai walked over with several members of the blue team.

"Boss Sha's marksmanship is no worse than mine." Han Bin pointed to his chest.

"That's right, our President Sha used to be a scout, and his marksmanship is called a bull." A subordinate flattered.

"No wonder Mr. Sha wants to encircle us as an enemy army." Han Bin joked.

"It's not like I was persuaded to surrender by you as a suspect." Sha Minghai laughed
"Officer Han's marksmanship is indeed very accurate, let's compete again when we have a chance." Yao Xingyun said a little dissatisfied.

"Beauty, your marksmanship is also very good. You often come to play. I haven't seen it before." Zhao Ming asked.

Yao Xingyun smiled, but didn't answer.

"Officers, it's fate to be able to play games together. I'll be the host at noon today. Let's have a meal together and exchange experiences. How about being lively?" Sha Haiming suggested.

"Mr. Sha, I appreciate your kindness, but next time, I have something to do in the afternoon." Han Bin politely declined.

Seeing that Han Bin declined, Zhao Ming naturally wouldn't go, and neither did the other police officers.

If it is not introduced by an acquaintance or someone who knows the basics, the police officer is not willing to eat with someone casually.

The less trouble, the better.

……

The road is being built near the live CS site, and driving has to make a big detour.

Han Bin and Zhao Ming simply took the subway, which was much faster.

Han Bin and Zhao Ming were the first subway station, and there were many empty seats inside. In order to avoid getting dirty, they specially spread two newspapers on the seats.

As the subway opened to the city, more and more people were on the subway.

Zhao Ming gave up his seat to an old lady in her 60s. Although he was also very tired, he couldn't help but give up his seat when he saw the elderly.

At this moment, a young girl came up in the carriage. She was average-looking, but she had a great figure, with a protruding front and back, and she was wearing a pair of tight jeans, which was very eye-catching.

As a bachelor, Zhao Ming must take a closer look, that's great.

The next stop is the transfer station. There are many people getting off the subway and getting on the subway, which is very crowded.

A stream of people pushed the girl in jeans to Zhao Ming's side. The girl in jeans took a look at Zhao Ming and frowned, as if she thought he was dirty, and leaned a little further away.

Zhao Ming showed a wry smile.

Watching the girl move to a white haired foreigner.

The foreigner is handsome, with yellow hair, high nose bridge, deep facial features, and the most important thing is that he is tall, half a head taller than Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming secretly sighed, well, we really can't compare.

The yellow-haired foreigner glanced at the girl in jeans, and seemed to think that she was in good shape, so he leaned against her, with his right side sticking to the back of the girl in jeans.

The girl in jeans seemed to have noticed something, and turned her head to take a look. After seeing that it was a foreigner with yellow hair, she just leaned to the side, but didn't say anything.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ming sighed. The girls don't care, so what can he say?

I don't know if it's because of the crowding, inertia, or habit, but the yellow-haired foreigner leaned next to the girl in jeans again, with his right hand still embracing the girl's waist in jeans, and groping down.

One of these two people is a foreigner, and the other is a girl with a good figure, which already attracts the attention of people around them, plus their actions, many people have seen them.

Many men feel a little uncomfortable, a good cabbage is about to be humiliated by foreign pigs, the most annoying thing, cabbage may be happy.

The girl in jeans seemed to have sensed something, pushed away the hand of the foreigner with yellow hair, and exploded: "Let go of me, you are a hooligan."

The yellow-haired foreigner spread his hands and said in English, "What are you talking about? I don't understand Chinese."

Seeing that the girl in jeans was unwilling, Zhao Ming immediately regained his spirits, rushed over and pointed at the foreigner: "Why are you molesting this lady?"

"What, little man, what are you talking about?" The yellow-haired foreigner shrugged his shoulders and continued to speak English.

"I'm a policeman. I saw you molesting this lady just now." Zhao Ming said righteously.

Yes, I saw that too. ’ a male passenger yelled.

"I just recorded it, here is the video, the foreigner is unruly, and touched this girl." Another passenger said.

The yellow-haired foreigner shook his head and laughed: "It's just a joke, it's normal in our country."

Zhao Ming can speak some English, although it is not standard, but the meaning can still be expressed: "I am a Chinese policeman, and I will take you to the police station."

"I'm from the United States, and the laws of your country can't control me." The blond-haired foreigner pouted.

"I'll tell you, if you broke the law in this territory, I can control you." Zhao Ming scolded.

"You, no." The yellow-haired foreigner pointed at Zhao Ming and waggled his finger.

"Stop talking nonsense, talk to me at the police station." Zhao Ming grabbed the foreigner's arm, ready to subdue the foreigner.

"fuck you!" The foreigner cursed, opened Zhao Ming's hand with his left hand, and pushed Zhao Ming's chest violently with his right hand.

The foreigner was tall and burly, and he was supposed to be in good health, so he pushed Zhao Ming directly. Fortunately, the subway station was relatively crowded, so he didn't fall down.

Even so, it also affected many passengers.

Several passengers were a little annoyed, and they all commented: "This foreigner is too bullying. He insulted his girl and dared to hit the police."

"That's right. When you come to our country, you should abide by our country's laws. It's nothing to be a scoundrel."

"This foreigner is tall and strong. I guess this little policeman will suffer."

"That's right, look at this foreigner, and he's putting on a boxing stance, like a trainer."

These passengers expressed their support, but they were not sure if they were asked to fight foreigners.

"I know the police in China, and I'm not afraid of you!" The Huang-haired foreigner rubbed his nose.

Han Bin came over, the foreigner was indeed very strong, taller than Han Bin.

Han Bin kicked him on the back of the leg, and the foreigner's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

Before the foreigner could react, Han Bin grabbed his arm with one hand, pressed his head with the other, and hit the ground directly.

"Bang!", the blond-haired foreigner was a little dizzy from being touched.

Han Bin pressed him to the ground, rode on him, and put handcuffs on him.

"Why did you hit me?" the yellow-haired foreigner shouted in Chinese while struggling.

"It depends on you attacking the police and flying salutes." Han Bin said solemnly: "No matter what country you are from, as long as you break the law in Qindao, you will be punished by law."

"Are you a policeman too?" The yellow-haired foreigner still spoke Chinese.

"Heh, this foreigner speaks Chinese better than me." A passenger muttered.

Han Bin showed his police officer's card: "This is my police officer's card, look after it!"

Seeing Han Bin subdue the foreigner, the surrounding crowd applauded:
"here you go!"

"This police officer is so awesome, he subdued the foreigner in no time!"

"Damn, look at the police certificate, the elder brother is still a criminal policeman, no wonder he is so fierce."

"This big brother is a bit dirty, he couldn't have just returned from a mission."

An old man seemed very excited: "Everyone applaud together and give a thumbs up to the two police comrades!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause in the carriage, which lasted for a long time...

(End of this chapter)