As a result, no accident happened. Niu Bing's current bare hands combat power is really not something that ordinary people can deal with. Even these old special police with rich combat experience can easily deal with three or five people. Those new special police fight one-on-one with him, which really doesn't have the effect of warm-up. Even if the three of them go together, they will be thrown away by him in just a few minutes. This is the result after he has reserved it.

"Niu Suo, let's play with guns again..." Although Zhang Xiong lost, he was still a little dissatisfied and wanted to find the place in his marksmanship.

"Let's have fun, there's no chance to play with guns in this place." Niu Bing said helplessly. He was not afraid of playing with guns. However, he didn't think of such a big shot, but he wouldn't admit defeat.

"Old Mao, hurry up and prepare..." Zhang Xiong greeted a special policeman on the side.

"Come here quickly, the guys from the SWAT team lost the competition. They want to compete with Brother Niu. Who of you has the best shooting skills?" Mao Yan, who came with Niu Bing, quickly walked aside and called Yan Xiongmo. Although this girl was not very old, she was very competitive. At this time, the people from the SWAT team lost and asked Niu Bing to play with the gun, so she was naturally anxious.

"Playing with a gun with a strong man, haha, then you must see, we'll come here right away." Yan Xiongmo couldn't help laughing when he received the call. Others didn't know Niu Bing's marksmanship, but he knew very well. Niu Bing could not play with machine guns, submachine guns, etc., but pistols and rifles were simply toys in Niu Bing's hands. If someone wanted to compete with Niu Bing, how could he not join in the fun?

"How is Director Niu's marksman?" The group was also worried. After all, they all knew that Niu Bing had good skills, but there were almost no ones who knew that Niu Bing had good marksmanship. Although there was no unpleasant place between them and the Special Police Team, as a member of the task force, they were also from the same camp here, so they did not want Niu Bing to lose.

"Super first-class, don't worry, just go and watch the fun." Yan Xiongmo said with a smile.

Yan Xiongmo and his group rushed to the gun training ground. Lao Mao also took a bag and poured the things in the bag on the table. Piles of black equipment fell from the bag. After a closer look, it turned out to be a disassembled part of the gun, including the Type 54 pistol, the Type 64 pistol, Browning, Berlet, and a lot of parts mixed together.

After scanning the parts on the table, Zhang Xiong smiled and looked up, looking at Niu Bing with a provocative look, "How about we compete in unloading guns and shooting skills?"

"Bao Zhang, you're crazy! You are a soldier. You're a soldier. You don't think you're too much about choosing your strengths and Niu Bing's weaknesses..." When you first saw the parts scattered on the table, Jiang Jianxiang suddenly lowered his eyes and stared at Zhang Xiong coldly. Zhang Xiong competed with Niu Bing for marksmanship and pistols. He felt that nothing was wrong. After all, Niu Bing is also a policeman, and he would definitely use pistols. Although he might lose, it wouldn't be too embarrassing. Now there are a lot of miscellaneous parts that make it a bit difficult for an ordinary policeman to assemble. Not to mention assembly, it would be nice for ordinary police to pick out those parts.

"I am a soldier, and Director Niu is also an anti-drug policeman. The anti-drug policeman is the most dangerous type of police. He won't even know how to shoot, right?" Zhang Xiong said lightly.

"Old Jiang, it's okay..." Jiang Jianxiang was about to speak, but was stopped by Niu Bing. He could see at this time that Zhang Xiong was targeting him, not targeting him, but targeting Jiang Jianxiang. Jiang Jianxiang's appearance will only make the situation more complicated.

"His request is too much. You don't have to worry about him. Just let him make trouble any more..." Jiang Jianxiang said quickly.

"That won't work. Since Team Zhang has spoken, I have to take on his challenge no matter what? I'm fighting for the honor of the anti-drug police!" Niu Bing chuckled, "Don't worry, I've played some guns!"

Jiang Jianxiang looked at Niu Bing for a while and sighed slightly. He couldn't resist him, so he could only nod and respond. Fortunately, this was just a competition, and at most he could only lose face. Niu Bing was just an ordinary policeman, and there was nothing to be ashamed of losing to a special policeman in shooting skills.

"Sir Niu, you choose the gun first!" Zhang Xiong chuckled, and showed a hint of generosity.

"I will choose the gun first, Team Zhang will suffer a loss!" Niu Bing looked at Zhang Xiong faintly.

"Haha, the gun is good, and the marksmanship must be good." Zhang Xiong said with a smile.

"Haha, we local policemen are more comfortable in the 54th style, so I'll use the 54th style." Niu Bing took the barrel of a 54th style pistol casually.

"Then I will use the May Fourth Style, there are two guns in each type of gun here." Zhang Xiong smiled and picked up a 54 barrel. "But, since it is a competition, there must be a gimmick, right? Otherwise, the competition will have no meaning, Director Niu, what do you think?!"

"Okay, just tonight's midnight snack. Brothers are working hard to support you. Everyone is happy. What do you think Team Zhang thinks?" Niu Bing said straightforwardly. Zhang Xiong pressed so hard, but he didn't mind teaching this arrogant team leader a lesson.

"Okay, let Captain Jiang be the referee." Zhang Xiong looked at Jiang Jianxiang on the side.

"Okay!" Jiang Jianxiang hesitated for a moment, but still agreed. Things have come to this point, and he can't stop him. He took the stopwatch, stood directly above the table, glanced at the two of them, and asked, "Are you ready?"

"I'm ready!" Niu Bing said lightly, looking light and calm.

"I'm ready too!" Zhang Xiong nodded, looking confident.

"Okay!" Jiang Jianxiang nodded, looked at the stopwatch, and suddenly shouted: "Prepare...start!"

With Jiang Jianxiang's order, the two figures on the table moved almost at the same time, and four hands moved back and forth over the table, moving very quickly, with almost no unnecessary movement! The atmosphere around him became quiet, and everyone stared at the two people competing by the table. In the tense breath, the sound of equipment and parts colliding could be vaguely heard.

One second...

Two seconds...

What surprised everyone was that Niu Bing had found the parts of a gun in less than two seconds, holding the gun body in his left hand, and a part between each finger of his right hand, quickly assembled between the gun body. There was no unnecessary movement for each part assembled. The two hands flexibly matched each movement just right.

Five seconds...the bullet loads!

With a click, when everyone was not awake, Niu Bing held the handle of the gun and raised his hand. When Zhang Xiong was about to load the bullet, a gun suddenly hit his forehead. He was stunned, widened his eyes and looked up at Niu Bing who was aiming at him, and his hands stopped in the action of loading the bullet!

Time has stopped for a moment! Zhang Xiong never expected that Niu Bing's speed was faster than himself, so how could Niu Bing be faster than himself?

"I won." Niu Bing's faint voice broke the tranquility around him.

"Five seconds, three, Brother Niu, you are so awesome!" He came back to his senses first, and was so happy that he almost jumped up! Of course, there was a person who had no doubts from beginning to end, so it was Yan Xiongmo, but at this time he was quite reserved and did not speak.

The people around were almost stunned and slowly came back to their senses amid Mao Yan's screams. Everyone's eyes fell on Niu Bing, looking unbelievable! No one expected that the ordinary policeman who was not optimistic about him would have such a marksmanship and would beat Zhang Xiong, the undisputed special scout who was the first in the special police force, who was the first in the shooting skills of Zhang Xiong!

"No... impossible!" Zhang Xiong suddenly came back to his senses, stared at Niu Bing with his eyes, and roared in disbelief, "Impossible! I don't believe it!"

"Zhang Xiong, don't let people look down on our Special Police Detachment!" Jiang Jianxiang's face suddenly sank. It's not shameful to lose. No one dares to say that he is the best in the world, whether it is shooting skills or kung fu. Winning and losing is normal, but those who cannot afford to lose are really embarrassing, and it's not just a shame to lose, but the entire Special Police Team. Not only him, but others from the Special Police Team also looked at Zhang Xiong with dissatisfaction. The loss was clear, and there was no controversy at all, and they didn't admit it, but they really couldn't hold it.

"So, you are not a rookie!" Zhang Xiong looked at Niu Bing, holding the unloaded gun tightly with his hands. The blue veins on the back of his hands were bulging, which showed that he was enduring a huge emotional fluctuation! He never thought that he would lose, and that he would lose so thoroughly.

"Rookie..." Niu Bing shook his head lightly, raised his gun with his left hand, and his eyes did not glance at the position of the target. With a bang, the crisp sound of gunshot echoed over the quiet field. Then, the gun in his hand was thrown away and shot it out again. Then, his wrist trembled, and the gun fell on the table between the two hands. However, it was not a gun at this time, but a bunch of gun parts, from the bullets to the gun parts landing. In just two seconds, such a fast unloading speed made everyone stunned!

"Two shots hit the bull's eye..." Jiang Jianxiang's pupils contracted slightly.

What an accurate marksmanship, so fast speed! Zhang Xiong's heart was chilling, and he felt that he was also sweating coldly. If this was his enemy, then he...

"The police did not exist because of participating in the competition. There was nothing great about good shooting skills. Good swimmers drowned in the water, and many sharpshooters died under the gun." Niu Bing glanced at Zhang Xiong faintly and turned out. He really didn't think that good shooting skills were a big deal. The gun skills really couldn't represent anything. They were not the competition team, but the police.

"Who did you practice shooting skills?" Zhang Xiong's eyes still felt a little unwilling, and he spoke bitterly.
Chapter completed!