godfather of business warfare

Chapter 8 Playing with guns

A pocket revolver made by swissminigun, after simple modification, design, painting and polishing by Chen Ming, it instantly becomes a very lethal and exquisite deadly weapon. mm, but the bullet fired is enough to penetrate the skull of an ordinary person.

The rate of fire of this kind of mini pistol is actually only 122 meters per second. Generally speaking, when the speed of the bullet reaches 100 meters per second, it can penetrate the skin of the human body, and the bullet is lethal; The mini pocket pistol modified by Chen Ming has an instantaneous rate of fire of 3 meters per second, completely reaching the level of a normal pistol, and can easily kill the group of people in front of him.

Apparently, this group of younger brothers trained by Tang Xiaoran is not that kind of professional team. When they saw blood spattering from the brothers who rushed in front, they lay on the ground and twitched, and immediately froze in place. Among them were some The idle gangsters may have seen some scenes in normal times, but in this country where guns are controlled, they have never seen real guns except in movies.

As soon as Chen Ming made a move, he shot headshots, which made all Tang Xiaoran's younger brothers present dumbfounded!

Although they helped their elder brother hack people, they were definitely not the kind of loyal dead soldiers. They also had family members, wives or girlfriends. They gathered around Tang Xiaoran for only one purpose, and that was for money.

So they are also afraid of death. Who wants to die?

"Come on! Come on! I have more than ten bullets now, even if you add the time to change the bullets, it will be no problem to kill more than half of you! The money belongs to Tang Xiaoran, but your life is your own!"

For a moment, Chen Ming's eyes were a little bit red, and the anger in his eyes burst out, like a ignited flame, even in the dark box, there was a fierce fire shining!

Tang Xiaoran's younger brothers who were present were all stunned. They also knew that if they rushed forward, of course they could hack Chen Ming to death on the spot, but they would also pay a heavy price. With the marksmanship that Chen Ming showed just now, half of them died The above is absolutely fine.The key is, can each of them guarantee that they will not die?

"Hey... Brother Chicken Feather, Tang Xiaoran, Young Master Tang is always the best to you. At this time, you should rush to the front, open the way for the brothers, and hack this bastard to death!"

A younger brother standing behind with a steel pipe instigated.

The little brother with half-dyed yellow hair gave a "bah" and said, "Fuck you, you might as well just let me die. Did you see the two lying on the ground? They were both shot in the head Theirs! Call the police! Hurry up and call the police, this kid killed someone here today, and he can’t escape! We just guard the entrance, there are surveillance cameras in the room, and the video of this kid’s murder must have been recorded.”

At this time, the little boy named "Chicken Feather" still has some brains, knowing that rushing up is also death, why not guard the entrance, hold the door of the private room, so that Chen Ming can't get out, and then call the police, let Chen Ming commit illegal crimes. He was arrested by the police for carrying firearms and malicious homicide.

"That's right! What Chicken Feather said is true! Let's not confront him head-on! Secure the entrance first! Just keep this little bastard from getting out! The rest will be left to the police uncle!"

"Yes! Yes! Just do it!"

"Quick! Stop the boss's bleeding, carry him out, and hit a 1 by the way!"

So, under Ji Mao's suggestion, a group of younger brothers carried the seriously injured Tang Xiaoran one after another, and gradually withdrew from the private room.Tang Xiaoran was bleeding so violently that the younger brothers had no choice but to press the sofa cushions on his face to stop the bleeding.

Seeing that the younger brothers retreated and that he was safe for the time being, Chen Ming sat down slowly, took out the red soft-packed red panda that cost 10 yuan a pack from his pocket, and gasped for breath.

Chen Ming knew very well in his heart that although he was not afraid of the situation just now, he was really afraid afterwards. He was definitely gambling just now. If you rush forward, you will surely die. Melee combat is definitely not Chen Ming's strong point.

Second, in fact, Chen Ming also lied about the number of bullets just now. Anyone with a little common sense knows that a revolver has six bullets in the wheel.Moreover, since the revolver has no safety device, generally the first bullet hole is not loaded with bullets, so in order to avoid misfires, Chen Ming usually only loads five bullets. Turning the wheel proved that at this moment, Chen Ming actually only had five bullets in his pistol.

For the two people who rushed to the front before shooting, Chen Ming had already used two bullets, that is to say, when he said harsh words to scare off the group of Tang Xiaoran's younger brothers, in fact, Chen Ming only had three bullets in his pistol!

Even if one shot can blow two people's heads off, it's impossible to "kill more than half of them" as Chen Ming said.

This is also due to the fact that Huaxia is a country that bans guns, and the common people don't know much about guns and equipment. If it was changed to a foreign country, everyone would know everything about revolvers.

After escaping, Chen Ming sat on the ground smoking a cigarette in a "bazz baz" manner, not caring at all about the "calling the police" that the group of Tang Xiaoran's younger brothers outside the door said.