At night, a gun club near Liberty Park in St. Newman City. 掼
The store was deserted and quiet, and the new firearms control regulations issued by the National Security Bureau were conspicuously posted on the glass door. There were many restrictions on the purchase and possession of guns.
The boss, John, was about to close the door when he suddenly saw a figure coming outside the door from the corner of his eye.
He couldn't help but frown. The visitor was a young girl with an oriental face. She was wearing a very literary white dress under a blue jacket. She was carrying a shoulder sports bag from an unknown gym. She looked very weird.
Did you go to the wrong place? Or did the other party not recognize the sign? John looked the girl up and down and felt that the other party did not look like his customer.
Jane still noticed the boss's strange gaze, but she didn't take it to heart. After entering the store, she quickly locked the location of what she wanted.
She walked straight to the counter displaying pistols, glanced around and selected a .45-caliber pistol produced by Colt.
"I want this, and two boxes of matching bullets." 掼
John walked around the counter from the inside to confirm the type of gun that Jane still wanted to buy. He muttered in his mind that the pistol was not yet within the jurisdiction of the restriction order issued by the St. Newman City Security Bureau, but according to the rules, he still had to register the purchase.
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He took the pistol out of the product display cabinet and placed it in front of Jian Yiran, and asked politely: "Do you need me to teach you how to use it? Madam."
Jane still picked up the pistol and deftly unloaded the magazine and checked it, then demonstrated empty loading in front of John.
A look of surprise flashed across John's eyes, and he no longer regarded the girl in front of him as a newbie. He quickly followed her request and took out the two matching boxes of .45-caliber bullets.
"The total is 6800 points. Please forgive me for asking, are you a local of St. Newman City?"
"No."
"Then please register here with the identification code of your wristband." John operated the computer behind the counter. 掼
Jane still ignored it, unpacked the bullet box and started stuffing bullets into the magazine.
"Ma'am, we have regulations here. People from out of town need to register and keep a record when purchasing weapons." John patiently advised, "Although you may be buying a gun for self-defense, there are also many out-of-towners who get into trouble with guns.
Every gun I sell is registered with the National Security Bureau."
Jane still silently took out her mobile phone, opened the Yiguang system, and showed her Qidao City Commissioner identity authentication interface to the other party.
John couldn't help but open his eyes wide. After repeatedly confirming that Jian Yiran's identity as a security bureau commissioner was true, his inner doubts deepened.
Why would a security bureau commissioner from Qidao City come all the way to St. Newman City? If he was on a business trip, why didn't he bring any equipment, but instead came to him to buy a gun?
But doubts were doubts, and John finally stopped worrying about asking Jane to still cooperate with the registration.
Since the other party is from the Security Bureau, it should be fine if he doesn’t register, right? John thought. 掼
"Can you give me a discount?" Jane asked, still holding up her phone and pointing her other hand at "6800SP" on the cash register display.
John was stunned. This was the first time he heard such a request.
The store has been selling guns for more than ten years, and it has always been a one-price deal. The price is whatever the price is. Occasionally, there will be events where old customers will be given away some expiring bullets, but discounts have never been offered.
"Sorry ma'am, it's not the event period now." John shook his head and refused, "If you think the price is too expensive, you can also choose a cheaper gun type."
Jane still thought about the proposal seriously, and finally decided to buy the Colt she liked. She brought up the transaction payment interface on the bracelet and muttered in a low voice: "The cheap ones are too small in caliber and not powerful enough."
, if it’s more expensive, just be more expensive. In the next few months, try to eat in the canteen to save money..."
She was about to pay when she suddenly heard the sound of a motorcycle braking suddenly outside the store.
Three gangsters with colorful braids rushed in, the leader of whom was holding a sawed-off shotgun.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" John had a bad feeling.
The leading gangster raised the muzzle of the shotgun and fired a shot towards the ceiling.
The broken wall, debris and dust flew down.
The two gangsters yelled something strange that sounded like "Wuhu". One of them rushed to the counter with an empty backpack in his hand and started shopping frantically for zero yuan.
John cursed endlessly and bent down to get the rifle he had placed under the cashier for self-defense, but the leading gangster was very alert and jumped forward and put a shotgun to John's head.
"Oh God..." John raised his hands helplessly, while using his eyes to signal Jane to leave quickly.
But Jane still stood there blankly, motionless and silent. It seemed to John that she must have been frightened. 掼
The gangsters glanced at her hastily and saw that she didn't look threatening, so they didn't take it to heart.
The robbery went very smoothly. John dared not speak out under the threat of force from the other party, and even half a pack of cigarettes on the cashier was taken away by the other party.
A follower had already cleared the pistol counter, and then he noticed the Colt that Jane was still planning to buy and the box of ammunition that had been opened.
He whistled and prepared to put the gun and bullets into his nearly full backpack without thinking, but did not notice that the pistol strangely had no magazine.
Jane, who had been in a daze, suddenly started to move. She threw her gym shoulder bag towards the little ruffian, and at the same time hooked her index finger, as if there was an invisible line connecting her finger to the Colt pistol.
She saw the pistol sliding quickly towards her palm on the counter.
In the blink of an eye, she got the gun and inserted the fully loaded magazine hidden in her pocket into the chamber of the gun as quickly as possible.
Jane still raised the gun with one hand and aimed at the little gangster whose sight was obscured by the sports bag she threw out, but at the same time, the leader who was closer to her also quickly turned the muzzle of the shotgun.
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Although the leading gangster reacted quickly, he was obviously not prepared for Jane to still shoot. He turned the gun just to frighten the weak-looking girl. In order to increase the threat, he even stretched out his arms and tried to shoot her.
The sawed-off shotgun was pressed against Jane's head.
This extremely unprofessional action cost him. Jane still didn't even have to turn her head. She determined his position with just a glance from the corner of her eye. She grabbed the extended shotgun barrel with her left hand and lifted it up. At the same time, she continued with her right hand.
Fire two shots.
The first shot hit the little ruffian who was hit in the face by a sports bag. The second shot she twisted her wrist so that the muzzle of the gun faced the leading guy.
Jian Yiran's second shot was fired almost at the same time as the opponent's shotgun, but the barrel of the shotgun was caught too high by her, and the shot still hit the ceiling, hitting the leader of the gangster in the middle of the eyebrow amid flying dust.
, fell straight to the ground.
The remaining person was so frightened by the sudden change in situation that he cried and howled. He wanted to turn around and run away but forgot to leave behind the robbery backpack.
Before the slow-moving gangster with a bag full of firearms had time to run to the door of the store, John, who was getting angry, finally took out his automatic rifle from under the cashier.
A series of short shots hit the escaping man in the calf, causing him to scream and fall to the ground, and most of the firearms in his backpack spilled out.
"Three sons of bitches who dare to rob me will go to hell!" John walked out from behind the counter with a gun and cursed.
Jane still calmly picked up her sports bag. She carefully checked that there was no blood on it and showed an expression of relief.
"Boss...check out."
"No need to pay!" John said boldly, "Heroes cherish heroes, and the guns and bullets are given to you for free!"
Jane still said "Ah", thinking that there is such a good thing, and immediately put the bag on her back and prepared to leave.
John was confused: "Hey, aren't you from the Security Bureau? These guys..."
"Call 911 and ask the St. Newman City Security Bureau to handle it." Jane still waved her hand, "I have something urgent and I have to leave first!" 掼
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