Hong Kong film: Forever, a killer with amazing skills

What kind of competition is it if it can't even provide a basic level playing field?

When Miao Zhishun came on stage, it was clear that he still had many supporters, mainly the police officers. They were all supporters of Miao Zhishun, after all, he was one of their own.

And Peng Yixing?

That guy had been quite withdrawn before, and his personality was excessively cold. It was normal for him to say hurtful things, so he didn't have many friends.

supporter?

Yes, there are, but not as many as Miao Zhishun.

After all, most of the members who come to the shooting club to practice shooting are actually police officers.

This proportion is approximately 65%.

This isn't just something I made up.

There is data to prove it.

I heard that police officers come here to sign up for memberships and get exclusive discounts?

Ye Tianming had asked Ya Zi about this before.

And Ya Zi gave an affirmative reply.

Yes, such discounts do exist.

On the field;

Miao Zhishun began his performance.

Miao Zhishun's marksmanship was also at the master level.

The shooting was fast and accurate, and his hands were very steady, comparable to those of a surgeon!

He is very fast and familiar with the venue. He is very comfortable with both shooting and running.

soon;

Miao Zhishun's results are out.

The time was 12.56 seconds and the shooting score was 98.5 points.

That's a very impressive achievement.

This result, placed in the first match of the year, is even comparable to Peng Yixing's.

Last year, Peng Yixing also took 12.56 seconds in his first game, and his shooting score was 98.6 points.

It was only 0.1 points more than Miao Zhishun's score today.

The difference is extremely small!

It's clear that Miao Zhishun is very satisfied with his result. He happily high-fived his friends as he left the field, his face beaming with smiles.

The audience responded enthusiastically, giving him a round of applause.

Miao Zhishun waved towards the audience, then passed by Peng Yixing, the next performer.

That’s right, the next person to come on stage after Miao Zhishun is Peng Yixing!

This was probably arranged intentionally by the organizer.

"That guy's grades are definitely not as good as yours."

Miao Zhishun's friend glanced at Peng Yixing, who was coming on stage, with a look of disdain.

He disliked Peng Yixing, feeling that the other person had some mental issues and that letting someone with such mental problems handle guns could cause serious harm to society in the future.

and;

Like him, Peng Yixing is skilled at modifying guns.

But Peng Yixing's gun modification skills were better than his, and he followed a more aggressive style, pursuing faster speed and greater power.

This is a completely different style of gun modification from his pursuit of stable performance.

Therefore, there are some conflicts between the two in business.

Modify the gun!

This isn't just a hobby.

It’s also about making money.

They charge a fee to everyone who comes to them to modify their guns.

This is their reward.

Peng Yixing's gun modification skills were better, naturally taking away a lot of his business.

So it's normal for him to hold a grudge.

"Don't say that. We all improve together. Peng Yixing has been practicing all year, and his marksmanship may have improved as well."

Miao Zhishun is not a narrow-minded person, and he has no grudges against Peng Yixing. He also knows about the conflicts between his friend and Peng Yixing, but he doesn't know what to say.

After all, they are good friends; he couldn't possibly side with Peng Yixing, could he?

so;

Many times, Miao Zhishun could only side with his friend, even though the other party always slandered Peng Yixing, Miao Zhishun never felt that his friend had any character flaws.

"I don't think so. This guy has degenerated to become a bodyguard for rich people. Maybe his marksmanship has already become rusty!"

While the two were talking, Peng Yixing had already started.

The sound of gunfire rang out continuously on the field.

As soon as Peng Yixing fired the shot, Miao Zhishun's expression changed.

As a fellow sharpshooter, Miao Zhishun knew very well what this continuous, almost infrequent gunfire meant.

Although he just told his friend that Peng Yixing had made considerable progress in the past year, it was more of a polite remark, nothing more.

Deep down, he didn't really think Peng Yixing would make much progress.

After all, having reached their level, any tiny progress is extremely difficult.

Sometimes there is no improvement for several years, which is normal.

Miao Zhishun played well today, not because his marksmanship had improved a lot over the past year, but because he performed exceptionally well on the day. That's all.

but!

Upon hearing Peng Yixing's gunshot, Miao Zhishun realized that this guy was really different from last year!

His marksmanship... got even faster!

It's important to understand that these shooting competitions assess both speed and accuracy.

In terms of accuracy, the two are actually about the same.

However, in terms of speed, Peng Yixing has always been faster than Miao Zhishun.

And this year;

He caught up.

But Peng Yixing is even stronger than last year!

This gave Miao Zhishun a bad feeling.

I'm not going to be the eternal runner-up again this year, am I?

Thinking this, the gunfire from Peng Yixing's side also stopped.

soon;

His first game results are out.

Miao Zhishun and his friends also looked at the bulletin board nervously.

Time: 12.33 seconds!

Shooting score: 98.9!

Seeing these two data, Miao Zhishun's face changed instantly.

Whether it's speed or shooting accuracy, it's all better than his!

Miao Zhishun turned his head to look at a target on the field.

His eyesight is very good.

Every sharpshooter has a pair of bright eyes.

So he could clearly see the three bullet holes that were almost overlapping on the target.

"A triple attack?!"

Miao Zhishun's face was a little pale.

He realized that he would have to be second in today's competition.

His friend beside him also realized this and looked at him with some sympathy, not knowing how to comfort him.

At this time;

The friend who didn't get along with Peng Yixing suddenly frowned, as if he had made up his mind.

"Don't worry, there are still two games left!" He patted Miao Zhishun on the shoulder and said, "Maybe he won't perform as well in the next two games?"

Miao Zhishun could only force a smile.

Didn't perform well?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like it!

Over there, Peng Yixing, who had just finished playing, was already celebrating with his girlfriend. Peng Yixing was smiling brightly, completely unlike his gloomy appearance in the past.

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In the audience;

Ye Tianming smiled and looked at Ya Zi beside him.

"What?! This is only the first game, there are still two more to go!"