Night’s Nomenclature

The back row of the float vehicle.

Qingchen looked at Li Changqing with some curiosity: "Did Lao Jiu say that I want to play with a sniper rifle?"

Li Changqing said with a smile: "He told me that you are a genius with firearms. You can hit the target within 50 meters wherever you point."

"Then there's no need to rush to the sniper range today," Qingchen asked nonchalantly, "Did someone suggest it?"

"Yes, when I took Qing Yi to visit Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu said that your marksmanship is very good. So, after Qing Yi heard about you, he really wanted to see it," Li Changqing said, "Lao Jiu also As I said, if you get any firearm or bow and arrow, you can hit the target at most three times. By the way, Keiichi's bodyguard group also has sharpshooters, who were specially selected by his father from the Federal Army, and he even joked that he wants to compete with you. Woolen cloth."

Keiichi.

Qingchen was thoughtful. .

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

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

Now, the young Keiichi suddenly said that he wanted to see his marksmanship. This timing was too coincidental.

But it would make sense if Keiichi was also a time traveler of some sort.

I don’t blame Qingchen for being suspicious, it’s actually that he is in a rather tricky situation, so he needs to think more...

If Qingyi is really a time traveler, who among He Xiaoxiaoqun will he be?

Li Si is the one who cares most about the Qing family's shadow dispute?

Zhang San who helped Huan Yu provide false information?

Or...Huan Yu?

Of course this is just a preliminary guess.

There were more than 20 people in He Xiaoxiao's group chat, and there were even more than a dozen people who had never spoken to each other before. Qingchen couldn't guess their identities arbitrarily.

There is only one conclusion that is certain: be careful with this Keiichi.

It's not that Qingchen has determined that Qingyi is a time walker, but he is boldly assuming and making careful arguments.

It would be very dangerous if a person of Keiichi's status became a time walker.

Because such people can even use the power of their own family factions to recruit and control other time walkers, forming a very large force in the outside world.

For example, yesterday if Zhang Chengze admitted that he was a time walker, he might have been secretly bought.

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

He silently moved to the side, reminding himself all the time that this is Master's sister...

This is Master's sister...

But I heard Li Changqing say: "Lao Jiu said you really wanted to play with a sniper rifle, but today I said I would take you to the sniper range, and you didn't seem very happy."

Qingchen said calmly: "I killed a lot of people last week, and I still can't get over it."

Li Changqing smiled and said: "I heard that you only killed one person when you were in the octagonal cage. Now many people say that you are a living Bodhisattva in the octagonal cage. It doesn't matter, the world is in such chaos, you Sooner or later you will get used to it. Today we are just shooting and shooting, not killing anyone."

Qingchen didn't need to practice sniping today, but he needed to act today.

Because Keiichi is probably not the only one who wants to see his sniper rifle skills today.

For example, the little eagle has its ears perked up now.

But Qingchen didn't know that Xiaoying was not concerned about the sniper rifle, but was learning some advanced experience from Bai Bai.

The float truck drove all the way to Shangsan District.

However, after the float vehicle arrives here, it must strictly follow certain routes, and the vehicle must have electronic safety protocols, otherwise it will be knocked down from the sky.

Qingchen knew why the aerial vehicle could only fly along a specific route. It was because flying over the consortium's mansion could completely overlook all the situations in the manor, making it easier for spies to study the defense situation.

Compared to the lawless places in the Lower Three Districts, this may be the safest place in the entire City No. 18.

Li Changqing said to Qingchen: "In a few days, when Lao Jiu recovers from his injury, ask him to issue a replacement electronic safety agreement for your car, so that you can freely enter and exit the Upper Third District. But remember, be careful Don’t fly over the consortium’s mansion.”

There are not many high-rise buildings and modern technologies in the Shangsan District, nor is there the heavy light pollution of Cyber ​​City. Instead, pavilions, pavilions and courtyards can be seen everywhere.

At night, red lanterns are like stars.

Flying from here, Qingchen felt as if he had traveled to the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty.

The only thing is that the consortium in the other world seems to particularly like to use vermilion and bright red to decorate the house, so the place is full of colors, like the most vivid oil paintings.

Li Changqing seriously warned: "You should stop running around after returning to Banshan Manor recently. If you want to go out to play, you have to stay with me... City No. 18 is no longer safe. People who should come and those who shouldn't come, They’re all already here.”

After an unknown amount of time, Qingchen began to hear a roar coming from below the floating car.

He was familiar with the sound. It was the sound of an anti-materiel sniper rifle.

The aerial vehicle landed at the foot of the back hill of Banshan Manor. A short mountain, like a flood control embankment, cut the complete Banshan Manor in half.

The targets for sniper rifles stand against the mountain, including 800-meter targets, 400-meter targets, 200-meter targets, and 50-meter targets.

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

More than twenty people had gathered at the shooting place, half of them brought by Keiichi.

Qingchen immediately spotted the short Qingyi in the crowd. This junior high school student was a bit out of place in the adult world, but he was the most dazzling.

The other party, still holding his obedient watermelon head, was 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.

But he saw Li Yinuo holding Nan Gengchen from behind, teaching him step by step how to shoot and aim.

When the floating car stopped, Qingyi walked up and said hello: "Aunt Changqing, Uncle Qingchen, good morning."

Qingchen found that this boy was tolerant enough to call a man like himself, who was only three years older, uncle, without even seeing the slightest bit of strangeness on his face.

Qingchen asked with a smile: "Did you bring a gift this time?"

As soon as he said this, Nan Gengchen, who was concentrating on shooting not far away, shook his wrist slightly, and in his heart he admired Brother Chen's shamelessness in asking the junior for gifts.

It was Qingchen himself.

Moreover, Nan Gengchen knew one thing. Judging from the Qing family's bloodline, Qing Yi was the same generation as Qing Chen, and now, Qing Chen had become a 'super senior' through his relationship with Li Changqing.

Invisibly taking advantage of other shadow candidates.

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

As he spoke, the servant beside him came over with a box. Inside was a silver pistol with complex patterns engraved on the gun.

Qing Yi said with a smile: "This pistol is a limited edition commemorative model produced by Qing's Leihuo Military Industry. It's called 'Life at a Sudden Stop'. One pistol was once sold for two million on the black market. It hasn't been fired even once since it was produced. Listen. Lao Jiu said that Uncle Qingchen is a sharpshooter, so this gun is just a gift to you."

"How good," Qingchen took the box with a smile and handed it to Xiaoying beside him.

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 others.

You know, people have fingerprints, and so do firearms, and the fingerprint of a firearm is the rifling.

When the bullet passes through the spiral bore of the gun, the surface of the bullet will be rubbed by the rifling to leave tiny marks, and these marks are the unique marks of each gun.

Therefore, in many cases, the firearm used by the murderer can be traced by tracing the marks left by the rifling on the bullet.

After this "life that suddenly stopped" passed through Qingyi's hands, the other party must have left ballistic test data. Any bullet he fired with this pistol may be compared by the other party.

At this time, the sniper lying on the ground pulled the trigger again.

The exhaust port on the side of the anti-material sniper rifle blasted out air waves, 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 and announced the target: 9 rings!

The sniper pulled the trigger again, 9 rings.

But I saw this person fired ten shots in a row, all within 9 rings, and even five shots and ten shots.

Li Changqing praised: "The distance of 800 meters is all within 9 rings, which is indeed enough to be called a sharpshooter."

Qingyi looked at Qingchen: "Uncle Qingchen, do you want to give it a try?"

Qingchen thought for a moment and said, "I have only played with pistols and automatic rifles, and I have never hit such a long target."

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

This time Qingchen didn't hesitate: "Okay, Yi Nuo will help me get a pistol."

"Which one?" Li Yinuo asked.

"Anything is fine," Qingchen said calmly.

"Here," Li Yinuo, who was next to him, randomly took out a pistol from the table filled with firearms and threw it to Qingchen.

Qingchen picked it up and said, "Has anyone used this pistol just now? There are only seven bullets left."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and shot out all the seven remaining bullets in the magazine.

There was a click, and after all the bullets were fired, the gun body got stuck on the front end of the gun body.

Only seven bullets indeed.

Everyone around was stunned by this scene: This is amazing!

Everyone has seen accurate shooting, but once you get started, the operation of knowing how many bullets are in the magazine is like metaphysics.

You know, this is the pistol that Li Yinuo casually chose for Qingchen, not Qingchen himself!

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

The sniper frowned. Qingchen was shooting at 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 to achieve this result by shooting casually.

Moreover, the recoil did not affect the stability of the shot at all.

As the saying goes, laymen only watch the excitement, while experts watch the door. The sniper knew that Qingchen didn't even deliberately aim.

This is an absolute gun feel.

Li Changqing applauded and laughed: "Lao Jiu didn't lie, your marksmanship is indeed very good."

Qingchen did not speak, but walked to the table, picked up an automatic rifle, and fired at the 200-meter target. After finishing the magazine, there were still ten rings.

Extremely stable.

He changed to another automatic rifle, and it was still a gun with ten rings.

At this time, the sniper brought by Keiichi became serious.

Qingchen looked at him and said, "Try?"

The sniper shook his head: "There's no need to try. You are absolutely good at shooting. I'm not as good as you at this."

Qingchen had no intention of hiding his clumsiness and acted as a deterrent.

Qingyi said with a smile: "Uncle Qingchen, try the sniper rifle again."

"Okay," Qingchen said without pretentiousness.

He picked an anti-materiel sniper rifle, recalled his reaction when he first used 'conquer people with virtue', aimed at the 400-meter target and pulled the trigger.

"Ten rings!"

However, Qingchen seemed to have not adapted to the huge recoil. His whole body shifted slightly, and the muzzle of the sniper rifle also deviated from the target.

All of this was the same as his reaction when he fired the gun for the first time, and even the reaction of his muscles was perfectly replicated.

Qingyi looked at the sniper silently, and the sniper whispered: "It is indeed the reaction when he fired the anti-equipment sniper rifle for the first time. Most people can't fake it. Moreover, when you see him loading bullets, he is very Jerky, it’s hard to disguise it.”

Speaking of reloading, Qingchen was definitely not pretending.

He never loaded an anti-materiel sniper rifle!

Because there is no need to load the ammunition at all when ‘conquering people with virtue’, you can’t even find the loading port!

"But he got ten rings," Qingyi said softly, looking at Qingchen's prostrate figure on the ground.

"He has absolute shooting skills when playing pistols and automatic rifles. When shooting a 400-meter target with a sniper rifle, it is normal to get ten rings," the sniper said in a low voice: "The important thing is to look at 600 meters and 800 meters. When it comes to 600 meters Meter, at this time it is impossible to see the target clearly with the 16x optical sight. At 800 meters, when the trajectory begins to appear slightly parabolic, let’s see what results he will achieve.”

During the conversation, Qingchen had already aimed at the 600-meter target and pulled the trigger.

The staff waved the flag: 6 rings!

Everyone present felt that this was normal, and that being able to hit six rings was already very impressive.

Only Nan Gengchen was shouting in his heart, it’s time to act, brother Chen is up to it!

At first, he was still thinking that showing no clumsiness when shooting from the front was not in line with Qingchen's character.

But now that I think about it, only true and false displays are more convincing.

In this way, only after everyone has seen Qingchen's madness will they believe in the hidden clumsiness behind it.

According to his knowledge, judging from the marksmanship shown by Chong Qingchen that night on the blood-stained Administrative Road, ten rounds of 1,000-meter gun shots were normal.

If Qingchen cannot do this, he will never let the bullet pass through the gap between his legs. Qingchen will not risk his personal safety!

The bullet from the anti-equipment sniper rifle was as long as a palm. It hit the leg and the leg was completely gone.

Qingchen would not make such a huge gamble.

Nan Gengchen looked around covertly and found that he was the only one present who seemed to realize that Qingchen had started acting. Even Xiao Tongyun didn't know how ferocious Qingchen's marksmanship was.

"Sixth ring?" Qingchen seemed a little unconvinced after learning about his results.

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

Shoot again, 10 rings.

When they saw the ten rings, everyone was stunned for a moment. Some people thought, is the magic skill of hitting the target with three guns going to be performed again?

Qingchen shot again, 7 rings.

Keiichi looked at the sniper beside him with a questioning look in his eyes.

The sniper whispered: "10 rings is just luck. Aim at the target and shoot. As long as you can hit the target, you can always hit 10 rings by chance. Hitting 10 rings is the real thing. If every shot revolves around There is a problem when you hit the bull's-eye but never hit the bull's-eye. Boss, look at 800 meters. This is a hurdle. People who can't be snipers can't get over this hurdle."

Keiichi thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.

At this time, Li Changqing smiled at Qingchen and said, "Don't be discouraged. It's your first time touching a sniper rifle. It's very rare to hit the target at 600 meters."

"That's true," said a sniper: "It was the first time I touched a sniper rifle, and none of my shots hit the target. Let's try it on an 800-meter target."

Qingchen thought for a while and shook his head: "Forget it, if you can barely do 600 meters, you won't be humiliating yourself."

"The important thing is to try, Uncle Qingchen," Qingyi encouraged: "It's Li's shooting range anyway, and we don't charge for bullets."

"Then give it a try," Qingchen crawled on the ground and turned the muzzle of his gun to the 800-meter target.

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

Qingchen slightly raised the muzzle of his gun and tried to calculate the arc of the parabola so that the bullet would hit the target, but he still failed!

Now even the staff responsible for confirming the target paper walked a little further, for fear that they would be hit by stray bullets...

The sniper beside Keiichi explained in a low voice: "When he can't hit the target, he can't even know why he missed the target, so he can't adjust his trajectory. Adjusting the muzzle based on intuition is futile. At this point, the wind speed and gravity will pull the bullet away, and he may not be able to hit the target with subsequent shots. It was my first time to practice the 800-meter target, and it took me two full days to master the shooting skills. "

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

Qingchen shot fifteen times again as if he didn't believe anything. Only one shot hit the edge of the target paper, and all the others missed.

Nan Gengchen looked at his disbelieving and unconvinced expression, thinking that it would be a bit of a loss if he didn't win an Oscar.

He doesn’t want to watch any movies without Brother Chen in the future!

Li Changqing squatted gently next to Qingchen, patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Okay, okay, come over and practice when you have time. You have done very well."

"Okay," Qingchen sighed and stood up.

"Let's go, I have to take you to a place today." Seeing him giving up, Li Changqing said with a smile: "Li Yinuo, Xiao Tongyun, you can also come with us. Today is the opening of the martial arts lecture hall of Li Academy." One day, we will bring the new fighting instructor there. Keiichi, are you going?"

Qingyi shook his head and said with a sweet smile: "Auntie, I hate school the most. I finally got out this time, so let me have a holiday. You go, I still want to play with guns."

"Then please pay attention to safety," Li Changqing said and left with Qingchen.

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

"Boss, what are you..." The sniper was a little confused.

Qingyi said calmly: "Real masters like to hide their clumsiness, but no matter how much they like to hide their clumsiness, they can't help but show off their skills. For example, masters of counterfeiting leave their own signatures in the patterns. They are not people who look for it carefully. They don't look for it at all. No. If he is a sniper and has a young mind, even if he misses the target on purpose, he will unintentionally want to prove something, to prove that he is not a real loser. Of course, this is just a redundant test step, and maybe he It’s really just my first time touching a sniper rifle.”

When Keiichi said these words, the immaturity of a young man completely faded away, and he became mature.

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