I'm a policeman, how can you give me a gangster system!

"Su Ming! How do you hold the gun?!"

Director Zou frowned as he looked at the Hulk-like Su Ming in front of him.

Su Ming's expression was extremely innocent when he heard this. He spread out his palm and said helplessly: "Director Zou, this gun is too small. My index finger can't get in. Only my little finger can pull the trigger."

"....."

Director Zou was also helpless as he looked at the two big hands in front of him that looked like dustpans.

This really can't be blamed on Su Ming. If you want to blame someone, blame him for being too big and the gun being too small.

Wang Zishi stood behind Director Zou and said sarcastically: "Director Zou, it seems that Director Su is not suitable for holding a gun, but it's better this way, so that he won't cause any more trouble!"

"With bare hands, he can injure 50 or 60 people and kill two people. If he really had a gun, he would shoot all the suspects."

When Su Ming heard that Political Commissar Wang was disgusting him again, he didn't tolerate him at all.: "Political Commissar Wang, is it because your relative was arrested for drug trafficking and came to me for an explanation?"

"Su Ming! What do you mean! I didn't know that Wang Kun was a drug trafficker before!"

"Not knowing? Haha... Political Commissar Wang, it's just a few drug traffickers who died, why are you so distressed! What? The lives of drug traffickers are lives? The lives of our police are not lives!"

Isn't this a typical Black Lives Matter?

Su Ming's sharp words made Wang Zishi speechless. He originally wanted to disgust Su Ming, but he didn't expect that he would be speechless.

Feeling the unfriendly gazes of many colleagues around him, he could only snort coldly.

"What I mean is that with your body type, you are not suitable for shooting at all. If you hold the gun incorrectly, it is easy to fire accidentally and hurt others."

Wang Zishi walked to Su Ming, looked at Su Ming's ridiculous way of holding the gun with contempt, and picked up a pistol from the table.

After loading the gun skillfully, he aimed at the target in front of him.

"The gun is not a child's play. In a real gunfight, in addition to the correct way of holding the gun, you must also have an absolute sense of the gun, which is inseparable from talent..."

"As for you, Su Ming, huh..." Wang Zishi shook his head contemptuously.

There was a trace of contempt in his eyes without any concealment.

Big?

Good skills?

Good at fighting?

What's the use!

Even if Lu Bu were alive, let's see if he can survive two rounds of bullets in front of modern firearms!

To put it bluntly, there was no suitable opportunity. If there was an opportunity, Wang Zishi really wouldn't mind shooting the big guy in front of him.

Wang Zishi had a contemptuous smile on his face, and after a simple aiming, he pulled the trigger directly.

Bang!

Political Commissar Wang, holding the gun with one hand, aimed at the target 30 meters away with a very standard gun holding posture and fired a shot.

Hit the red bull's eye.

Wang Zishi blew the muzzle of the gun in a chic manner, and looked at Su Ming with great pride.

"See! You were just lucky last night. The group of book dealers you faced were all a mob, just more than 30 pieces of trash!"

"If one of them could hold a gun, you wouldn't have come back alive."

Obviously, Political Commissar Wang also heard that Su Ming faced 30 armed gangsters and subdued them all without any damage.

He was extremely shocked when he first heard the news.

But after listening to the details of the arrest process, Political Commissar Wang sneered.

Relying on a steel door to be invincible? Are you kidding me? !

This actually shows that this group of book dealers is a mob. If they had a little cooperation...

Obviously, I didn't see Su Ming's fierce appearance of holding a steel door weighing over 100 kilograms and killing people.

I imagined what would happen if I faced Su Ming...

To this, many criminals who fell under Su Ming's iron fists said hehe.

Anyone can be a sliding tackle party, but you have to face this Hulk first!

If I can't knock out your shit with one punch, I'll count it as a clean shit.

Of course, Wang Zhengwei's pride is not without reason.

At a distance of 30 meters, a shot hit the bull's eye.

This is also a very remarkable record!

Even if you look at the entire Jiangbei Public Security Team, except for those famous gun gods, few dare to say that they can definitely do it!

"You can use a gun! Only then you can be considered a qualified policeman. Otherwise, you are just a reckless man who relies on brute force."

Wang Zishi didn't care about Director Zou's face at all, and continued to mock Su Ming.

In the eyes of others, Director Zou is the deputy director of the Public Security Department of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provinces, and also the director of the Narcotics Control Bureau.

He is a great man.

But in front of Wang Zishi's father, he is really nothing.

This time he came to the shooting range, not to accompany Director Zou to Director Zhang and others.

But to avenge Su Ming's insults last night.

Scolding himselfWhat?

Shark arm? ?

I want to see who has the shark arm!

Wang Zishi really wanted to see some shock and surprise on Su Ming's face.

But unfortunately, there was no expression.

If there was, it was the clown-like sarcastic expression.

What the hell?

This big guy really doesn't understand guns! He doesn't even know what it means to hit the bull's eye 30 meters away with a pistol?

Wang Zishi's face turned blue with anger.

This is really like throwing a wink to a blind man and giving a good shoe to a lame man.

You don't understand my awesomeness at all?

And you look like you're just that good!

Wang Zishi looked unwilling, and although Director Zou, Director Zhang, and Director Yan were also surprised that Political Commissar Wang was so good at shooting, it was obvious that no one would be his supporting actor.

Explain to Su Ming the value of this shot.

Wang Zishi waited for two seconds, and decided to tell the big guy in front of him how awesome he was.

"Su Ming, don't look so unimpressed. The shot I just fired was a standard police 64 pistol with an effective range of only 50 meters."

"Affected by the firing rate, the accuracy of this pistol is not excellent, and it may even be offset by external factors such as wind and humidity."

"Being able to hit the center of the bull's eye at 30 meters is an extremely remarkable achievement no matter where you are."

But before he finished speaking, Su Ming's little finger directly pulled the trigger and fired in a funny way of holding the gun.

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots rang out one after another!

Wang Zishi took the opportunity to look at the 30-meter target that Su Ming was aiming at, and there was not even a bullet hole on it.

The slightly hanging heart was finally put down.

With such an arrogant expression, I thought you were really good.

All three shots missed the target!

There was a big shit on the spot!

What else do you have to say!

It was rare for Wang Zishi to see Su Ming unable to do something, so he was very happy.

He pretended to be regretful and said, "Young man, you can't even hold a gun! Just give up..."

But his words were interrupted by Yan Ju's exclamation: "Seven rings! Su Ming is fine!"

Wang Zizheng suddenly turned his head and followed Yan Ju's gaze to look at the 30-meter target.

It was empty, without any bullet holes at all!

Where did the seven rings come from?