Nomenclature of Night

The back row of the floater.

Qing Chen looked at Li Changqing with some curiosity: "Is it the old nine who said I want to play a sniper rifle?"

Li Changqing smiled and said: "He told me everything, saying that you are a genius playing with firearms, where to hit the target within 50 meters."

"Then you don't have to go to the sniper field so hastily today," Qing Chen asked nonchalantly, "Did someone suggest it?"

"Yes, when I took Qingyi to visit Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu said that your marksmanship is very good. Therefore, after the kid Qingyi heard about you, he wanted to see it," Li Changqing said, "Lao Jiu also By the way, what kind of guns and bows and arrows in your hand can hit the target at most three times. By the way, there are sharpshooters in Qingyi’s bodyguards. His father specially selected them from the Federal Army. He also joked that he would like to discuss with you. It."

Keiichi.

Qing Chen thoughtfully.

At a certain moment, he was thinking about a question, will Qingyi also be a time traveler?

After all, when he returned last week, there had just been a fierce gun battle on Xing Shu Road, and many insiders wanted to know who the sniper was.

Now, Qingyi, who is a big ghost, suddenly said that he wanted to see his marksmanship. This time was too coincidental.

But if Qingyi is also a time traveler, it makes sense.

It's no wonder that Qing Chen is suspicious, but he is in a more clever situation, so he needs to think more...

But if Qingyi were really a time traveler, who would he be in the small group?

Li Si who cares most about the Qing clan's shadow dispute?

Zhang San who helped Huanyu provide false information?

Or... Magic Feather?

Of course this is just a preliminary guess.

There were a total of more than 20 people in the He Xiaoxiao group chat, and there were even more than a dozen people who had never spoken before, and Qing Chen couldn't guess his identity arbitrarily.

Only one conclusion is certain: be careful with this Keiichi.

It's not that Qing Chen has determined that Qing Yi is a time traveler, but that he makes bold assumptions and cautiously argues.

It would be very dangerous if someone with the identity of Qingyi became a time traveler.

Because this kind of person can even collect and control other time-travelers through the power of their own family factions, forming a very large force in the surface world.

For example, if Zhang Chengze admitted that he was a time traveler yesterday, he might be secretly bought.

In the floating car, Qing Chen felt a faint fragrance floating, and it was Li Changqing who moved to his side.

He silently moved aside, reminding himself in his heart that this is Master's sister...

This is Master’s sister...

But I heard Li Changqing say: "Lao Jiu said that you especially want to play a sniper rifle, but today I said that I want to take you to the sniper field. You don't seem to be very happy."

Qing Chen said calmly: "A lot of people were killed last week, and some of them still can't be cured."

Li Changqing smiled and said: "I heard that you only killed one person when you were in an octagonal cage. Now many people say that you are a living bodhisattva in an octagonal cage... It doesn't matter, this world is chaotic. You will get used to it sooner or later. Today we are just playing with guns and not killing people."

Qing Chen doesn't need to practice sniping today, but he needs to act today.

Because I want to see his sniper rifle level today, I'm afraid it's not just Keiichi.

For example, Kitty has his ears erected now.

But Qing Chen didn't know that Kitty was not concerned about the sniper rifle, but was learning some advanced experience from the day.

The floating car drove all the way to the upper third area.

However, after the floating vehicle arrives here, it must follow certain routes strictly, and the vehicle must have an electronic security protocol, otherwise it will be shot down from the air.

Qing Chen knew why the floating car could only fly on a specific route, because it flew over the mansion of the consortium and could completely overlook all the conditions in the manor, which was convenient for spies to study the deployment situation.

Compared to the illegal places in the lower three districts, this is probably the safest place in the entire 18th city.

Li Changqing said to Qingchen: "In a few days, wait for the old nine to heal, and ask him to make up an electronic security agreement for your car, so that you can freely enter and exit the upper three districts. But remember, don't worry. Don't fly over the mansion of the consortium."

There are not too many high-rise buildings and modern technology in the upper three districts, nor the heavy light pollution of Cyber ​​City. Instead, pavilions and courtyards can be seen everywhere.

At night, the red lanterns are like galaxies.

Flying from here, Qing Chen seemed to have traveled to the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty.

The only thing is that the consortium in the world seems to particularly like to decorate the house with vermilion and scarlet, so it is rich in color, like the most colorful oil painting.

Li Changqing seriously warned: "After returning to Mid-Levels Manor recently, you should not run around. If you want to go out to play, you have to follow me... The 18th city is no longer safe. People who should and shouldn’t come. It's all here."

I don't know how long it took, Qing Chen began to hear the roar from below the floating car.

He was very familiar with this sound, it was the sound of an anti-material sniper rifle.

The floater landed at the foot of the back mountain of the Mid-Levels Manor. A short mountain, like a flood dike, cuts the complete Mid-Levels Manor in half.

The targets of the sniper rifle stand against the mountain, with 800-meter targets, 400-meter targets, 200-meter targets, and 50-meter targets.

The prepared firearms were not only for snipers, but also Li's servants transported a full set of automatic rifles and pistols in vehicles.

At the shooting place, more than 20 people had gathered, and half of them were brought by Qingyi.

At a glance, Qing Chen saw Qing Yi, a short man in the crowd. This junior high school student was a little out of place in the adult world, but the most dazzling.

The other party was still holding the well-behaved watermelon head, quietly watching a young man crawling on the ground and pulling the trigger.

Not far away, Li Yinuo, Nan Gengchen, and Li Tongyun were also there, and the three of them were playing with ordinary firearms.

However, I saw Li Yinuo holding Nan Gengchen from the back half of the floor, teaching him how to shoot and how to aim.

When the floating car stopped steadily, Qingyi stepped forward to say hello: "Aunt Changqing, Uncle Qingchen, good morning."

Qing Chen found that this kid was forbearing enough, so he couldn't see the half-differentiation on his face when he was called an uncle like a man who was only three years older.

Qing Chen smiled and asked: "This time, did you bring a gift?"

As soon as he said this, Nan Gengchen, who was focusing on shooting not far away, shook his wrist slightly, admiring Brother Chen's shamelessness in seeking gifts from juniors.

It was Qing Chen who was right.

Moreover, Nan Gengchen knew one thing. Judging from the Qing family's blood, Qing Yi is the same generation as Qing Chen, and now, through the relationship with Li Changqing, Qing Chen has been ‘super advanced’.

Invisibly took advantage of other shadow candidates.

On the other side, Qingyi said obediently: "Take it."

As he said, the servant next to him came over with a box. Inside was a silver pistol with complicated patterns engraved on the body.

Qingyi smiled and said: "This pistol is a limited commemorative model of Qingshi's Thunderfire Army. It is called'Life of Sudden Stop'. It has been fired up to two million on the black market. No shot has been fired yet in production. Lao Jiu said that Uncle Qing Chen is a sharpshooter, so this gun is just right for you."

"Really good," Qing Chen took the box with a smile, and handed it to the little eagle aside.

It is impossible for him to use this gun. The best way to deal with it is to sell it on the black market or transfer it to other people.

You know, people have fingerprints, and firearms also have fingerprints, and the fingerprints of firearms are rifling.

When the bullet passes through the spiral barrel, the surface of the bullet will be rubbed by the rifling to create a small trace, and this trace is the unique mark of each gun.

So many times, by tracing the traces left by the rifling on the bullet, the firearms used by the murderer can be traced.

After Qingyi’s hands on this "life with sudden stop", the other party must have left ballistic test data. Any bullet he has hit with this pistol may be compared by the other party.

At this moment, the sniper crawling on the ground pulled the trigger again.

The exhaust port on the side of the anti-material sniper rifle blasted out of air, stirring up the surrounding smoke and dust.

The roar interrupted everyone’s conversation. At the 800-meter target, a Li’s shooting range staff waved a flag to announce the target: Ring 9!

The sniper pulled the trigger again, 9th ring.

However, he saw that this person fired ten shots in a row, all within the 9th ring, and there were even five shots and ten rings.

Li Changqing admired: "The distance of 800 meters is all within the 9th ring, really enough to be called a sharpshooter."

Qingyi looked at Xiang Qingchen: "Uncle Qingchen, would you like to try?"

Qing Chen thought for a while and said, "I have only played pistols and automatic rifles, and I have never hit a target that far away."

The sniper slowly got up: "It's better than a pistol."

This time Qing Chen didn't hesitate: "Yes, Yinuo helps me get a pistol."

"Which one?" Li Yinuo asked.

"Either way," Qing Chen said calmly.

"Here," Li Yinuo next to him from the table full of guns in front of him, took out a pistol at random and threw it to Qing Chen.

Qing Chen picked it up and picked it up: "Has anyone used this pistol just now? There are only seven bullets left."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and shot all the remaining 7 in the magazine.

With a click, after all the bullets were fired, the gun body got stuck in the front end of the gun body.

There are indeed only seven bullets.

This scene was stunned for everyone around me: God!

Everyone has seen accurate shooting, but this one knows that there are a few bullets in the magazine, just like metaphysics.

You know, this is the pistol Li Yinuo picked for Qing Chen, not Qing Chen's choice!

The next moment, the shooting range staff confirmed the target paper and waved the flag: 10 rings, 7 shots and 10 rings.

The sniper frowned, Qing Chen hit a 50-meter target, all ten rings were nothing, he could do it too.

But the key is that you don’t need to be familiar with firearms, and you can achieve this kind of results by shooting casually.

Moreover, the recoil has no effect on the stability of shooting.

The so-called layman watching the excitement and the expert watching the doorway, the sniper knew that Qing Chen hadn't even deliberately aimed.

This is an absolute gun feel.

Li Changqing applauded and laughed at the side: "Lao Jiu didn't lie, your marksmanship is really good."

Qing Chen didn't speak, but walked to the table, took an automatic rifle, and fired at the 200-meter target. After a magazine, it was still full of ten rings.

Very stable.

He changed another automatic rifle, still ten rings.

At this time, the sniper Qingyi brought with him became solemn.

Qing Chen looked at him and said, "Try it?"

The sniper shook his head: "No need to try, you have an absolute sense of gunshot. I am not as good as you."

Qing Chen didn't mean to hide in the slightest, and the shot played a deterrent effect.

Qingyi smiled and said, "Uncle Qingchen, try the sniper rifle again."

"Okay," Qing Chen did not hypocritically.

He chose an anti-material sniper rifle, recalled his reaction the first time he used ‘Serving People with Virtue’, and pulled the trigger at the 400-meter target.

"Ten Rings!"

However, Qing Chen seemed to have not adapted to the huge recoil at all, and his entire body was slightly displaced, and the muzzle of the sniper rifle also deviated from the target.

All of this is the same as his reaction when he fired the shot for the first time, and even the muscle reaction was perfectly reproduced.

Qingyi looked at the sniper silently, and the sniper said in a low voice: "It is indeed the first time the anti-material sniper rifle was fired. This ordinary person can't install it. Moreover, when you see him filling the bullet, it is very Jerky, this is not easy to disguise."

Speaking of reloading, Qing Chen did not pretend to be.

He really never filled an anti-material sniper rifle with bullets!

Because ‘people with virtues’ don’t need to reload at all, they can’t even find a reloading port!

"But he hit ten rings," Qing Yi said softly, looking at Qing Chen's figure crawling on the ground.

"He has an absolute sense of gunnery when playing with pistols and automatic rifles. It is normal to hit a 400-meter target with a sniper rifle. Ten rings are normal," the sniper whispered: "The important thing is to look at 600 meters and 800 meters. Mi, at this time it is impossible to see the target purely with an optical 16x sight. At 800 meters, when the trajectory starts to show a slight parabola, let's see what results he will achieve."

During the conversation, Qing Chen had aimed at the 600-meter target and pulled the trigger.

Staff waving flag: 6 rings!

Everyone on the scene felt that this was normal, and it was already very good to be able to play the sixth ring.

Only Nan Gengchen screamed inwardly, and the acting began, and Brother Chen was acting!

At first, he was still thinking that the lack of clumsy display in the front shooting did not fit Qing Chen's character.

But now think about it, only the display of true and false is more convincing.

In this way, everyone who has seen Qing Chen's madness will believe in the clumsy behind.

From his knowledge, from the point of view of the marksmanship shown by Chong Qingchen on the night of the blood-stained road, the 1000-meter gun and ten rings are all normal.

If Qing Chen can't do this, he will never let bullets pass through his legs, and Qing Chen will not risk his personal safety!

The anti-material sniper rifle had a palm-length bullet, hitting the leg, and the leg was gone.

Qing Chen would not make such a gamble.

Nan Gengchen looked around in secret, he found that he was the only one who realized that Qing Chen had started acting, and even Xiao Tongyun didn't know how fierce Qing Chen's marksmanship was.

"Sixth Ring?" Qing Chen seemed a little unconvinced after learning of his own results.

He pulled the trigger again, but this time it was worse than last time. There were only 2 rings and almost missed the target.

Shoot again, 10 rings.

When they saw the ten rings, everyone was stunned for a moment. Some people thought, is it possible that the magical skill of three shots on the target is about to be performed again?

Qing Chen fired again, 7th ring.

Qingyi looked at the sniper next to him, with a question in his eyes.

The sniper whispered: "The 10th ring is just luck. Aim at the target and shoot. As long as you can hit the target, you can always hit the 10th ring by chance. The 10th ring is true. If every shot is around There is a problem when you hit the bullseye, but you still can't hit the bullseye. Boss, look at the 800 meters. This is a hurdle. People who can't be a sniper can't get through this hurdle."

Qingyi thought about it, this is indeed the truth.

At this time, Li Changqing smiled at Qing Chen and said: "Don't be discouraged. The first time you touch a sniper rifle, it is a rare thing to be able to hit the target at 600 meters."

"That's true," said a sniper. "The first time I touched a sniper rifle, I didn't hit the target with a single shot. Let's try it with an 800-meter target."

Qing Chen thought for a while and shook his head: "Forget it, I'm so reluctant to hit 600 meters, so I won't be humiliated by myself."

"The most important thing is to try, Uncle Qingchen," Qing Yi encouraged: "Anyway, it is Li's shooting range, and the bullets don't charge us any money."

"Then try," Qing Chen crawled on the ground and turned his muzzle to the 800-meter target.

This time, he aimed straight at the target paper, and after pulling the trigger, the bullet didn't even hit the target!

Qing Chen raised the muzzle slightly, tried to calculate the arc of the parabola, and let the bullet hit the target, but it still fell through!

Now even the staff responsible for confirming the target paper have gone further, for fear that they would be hit by a stray bullet...

The sniper beside Qingyi explained in a low voice: "When he can't hit the target, he can't even know why he didn't hit the target, so he can't adjust his trajectory. Adjusting the muzzle by instinct is just a futile effort. At this time, wind speed and gravity will pull the bullet to deviate, and he may not be able to hit the target after shooting. I practiced the 800-meter target for the first time, and it took two days to master the shooting skills. "

Just finished speaking, as if confirming the sniper's idea.

Qing Chen did not believe in evil and fired again fifteen times, only one shot hit the edge of the target paper, and all the others were missed.

Nan Gengchen looked at his unbelieving and unconvinced expression from the side, and said to his heart that it would be a bit of a loss if he wanted to get an Oscar statuette.

There will be no Brother Chen movies, and he doesn't want to watch it!

Li Changqing squatted gently next to Qing Chen, patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Okay, well, come back to practice when you have time, you have done very well."

"Okay," Qing Chen sighed and got up.

"Let's go, I will take you to a place today," Li Changqing said with a smile when he saw him give up, "Li Yinuo, Xiao Tongyun, you can also follow. Today is the Li's Academy that opened the martial arts hall. Day, let's take the new fighting instructor over. Qingyi, are you going?"

Qingyi shook his head, and smiled obediently: "Auntie, I hate going to school the most. After finally coming out this time, let me have a vacation. Go ahead, I want to play with guns."

"Then you pay attention to safety," Li Changqing finished speaking and left with Qing Chen.

Qingyi, who stayed in the shooting range, watched the vehicle go away, and calmly said to the servant beside him: "Go to the back of the target paper and look at the bullet marks. I want to know where all his bullets hit."

"Boss, you are..." The sniper was a little puzzled.

Qingyi said flatly: "True masters like to hide clumsy, but those who like to hide clumsy can't help but show off their skills. For example, the master of counterfeiting keeps his own signature in the pattern, not someone who is careful to find it. No. If he is a sniper and a juvenile character, even if he deliberately falls on the target, he will unwittingly want to prove something and prove that he is not a real loser. Of course, this is just a redundant test step, maybe he It's really just the first time I touched a sniper rifle."

When Qingyi said these words, the youth's immaturity was completely gone.

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