"Daddy, don't you go and see Xiao Feng?" Xu Lele said in a low voice. Even though Xu Lele always likes to bully Xu Yifeng, she actually still cares about her brother very much.
Xu Yifan shook his head calmly: "It's okay. I didn't control my strength well. I just collapsed due to excessive exertion. I just need to rest enough to slow down."
As Xu Yifan's son, he should naturally handle this small matter by himself.
Xu Lele secretly stuck out her tongue and said, "Then I'll go take a look!"
Xu Yifan nodded.
The fighting exam was over, and Xu Lele walked off the stage happily.
"Xiao Feng, are you okay?" Xu Lele said with a smile: "I want to report to your master. If I hit others, I might get hurt myself."
Xu Yifeng shook his head with a wry smile: "Sister, I'm fine. I'm just a little too strong. I'll recover soon."
Xu Lele glared at Li Jiajun, Li Tianxuan and others next to Xu Yifeng: "The shooting test is about to take place, don't you need to take a rest?"
"No!" As soon as Li Tianxuan said the word "no", Li Jiajun covered his mouth and pulled him away.
After Li Jiajun, Li Tianxuan and other unsightly guys left, Xu Lele smiled and said: "Actually, daddy wants to know your physical condition. If you really have nothing to do, you will continue the exam later?"
Xu Yifeng blushed excitedly at first, and instinctively raised his head to look at Xu Yifan on the rostrum, forgetting to glance at it. Xu Yifan was talking to Chen Jiaju. Xu Yifeng said with a wry smile: "Sister, don't lie to me! Dad doesn't care about these trivial issues.
, don’t worry about me, I’m fine!”
Xu Lele chuckled, not feeling embarrassed at all after being exposed. She also knew her brother. This guy was born with a pretty face. He was not really thin, but rather very strong.
The shooting competition begins.
Xu Yifan put on a pair of yellow polarized glasses used for shooting and took the invigilator ID card handed over by Chen Jiaju. In the holster on his waist was a '.38' police gun, which almost every student police officer had heard of.
The story of Xu Yifan's ".38", everyone looked at the pistol on Xu Yifan's waist with envy. This police gun was licensed by the Hong Kong Island government to Xu Yifan. The current police force has long eliminated this old gun.
models of police guns, all equipped with new standard Glock pistols.
When Lu Minghua saw that Xu Yifan was leaving to invigilate the exam, he also asked Chen Jiaju for a temporary ID and walked into the examination room together.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Xu Lele was disappointed. She originally thought that when Xu Yifan was the invigilator, he would make a bold speech and then show off his wonderful shooting skills. However, Xu Yifan didn't say anything and started the shooting test straightforwardly.
After a police officer fired his gun, he unloaded the gun nervously, checked the pistol's magazine, and then stood upright waiting for the invigilator's comments.
Xu Yifan proudly clasped his hands behind his back and walked in small steps. Of course, in terms of spear skills, Xu Yifan has the qualifications to be conceited. To this day, no one knows what level Xu Yifan's spear skills have reached, because no one can force him to do anything.
The man with the gun appears.
"The basic skills are good. Don't be too nervous when shooting. After shooting one shot, you should think about it before shooting the second shot." Xu Yifan said: "Eight-eight-six, twenty-two points, qualified!"
"Yes! Thank you, Sir Xu!" Upon hearing Xu Yifan's comments, the police officer stood at attention and saluted excitedly.
Xu Yifan walked behind Chen Jiaju's son Chen Zuming.
"Let's start!" Xu Yifan whispered.
Chen Zuming swallowed and screamed inwardly. There were so many invigilators in the examination room, but it was so unlucky that it was Xu Yifan who was invigilating his shooting test. Chen Jiaju was also a little nervous. Unlike Xu Yifan, an irresponsible guy, as a father,
Chen Jiaju knows his son's abilities very well. If he performs normally, there is no problem with Chen Zuming's shooting level and passing the test. But if Xu Yifan is the proctor, the result will be in doubt. Chen Jiaju knows that Chen Zuming has never suffered much since he was a child and his psychological quality
It's very bad. Psychological pressure during the exam will definitely affect your performance in the exam, and Xu Yifan is the guy who is most likely to put pressure on others.
"Load bullets." Xu Yifan whispered.
"Yes!" Chen Zuming began to fill the bullets nervously. There were only three shots fired in the test, so he only filled three bullets. This was a very severe test. Because the number of shots was small, there was not much opportunity to adjust. Every shot was
Very important.
"Report to the invigilator that the bullets are loaded!" Chen Zuming loaded the bullets and inserted the pistol into the holster on his waist. This is the rule of the exam.
"Yeah! Not bad, the movements are very skillful." Xu Yifan nodded, reached out and patted Chen Zuming's shoulder: "Don't be nervous, breathe steadily. After one shot, think about it before taking the second shot. Don't be impatient."
Xu Yifan rarely reminded Chen Zuming.
"Yes...thank you Sir Xu!" Chen Zuming's face lit up. He rarely heard Xu Yifan talk to him so kindly. He thought to himself that it must be him who begged for mercy from Sir Xu, so Sir Xu took special care of him.
Yes, thinking of this, Chen Zuming immediately relaxed.
This was an opportunity to confront Xu Yifan, but Lu Minghua did not speak. Xu Yifan paid special attention to Chen Zuming. If he opposed Xu Yifan, he would be quarreling with Chen Jiaju. Although Chen Jiaju often criticized Lu Minghua's face, Chen Jiaju made the police school a success. Chen Jiaju
The results have been achieved. As his boss, Lu Minghua also deserves credit. Lu Minghua would not be stupid enough to force Chen Jiaju into Xu Yifan's sword. Lu Minghua's IQ would never do such a thing that harms others and himself. Instead, this guy followed Xu Yifan's words.
Chen Zuming smiled and said: "Yes, Zuming, don't be nervous, Uncle Lu is watching you! You will definitely be able to pass." This guy is also quite vicious, and he immediately stole Xu Yifan's limelight.
Chen Zuming nodded gratefully. Although Chen Jiaju didn't say anything, the expression on his face relaxed.
"shooting!"
"boom!"
Chen Zuming's first shot was not very good, hitting the sixth ring. This guy remembered Xu Yifan's 'tips', took a breath, and took aim for a long time before firing the second shot.
"boom!"
The second shot made progress and hit the seventh ring. Chen Zuming felt happy and became more convinced of Xu Yifan's breathing control theory. He continued to aim, inhale, exhale, and inhale.
"boom!"
"Report to the invigilator, the shooting is over!" Chen Zuming stood at attention happily and said.
"Okay! With six or seven points, you pass!" Xu Yifan waved.
"yes!"
Chen Zuming grinned and made a scissor hand gesture to Li Jiajun, who was taking the junior exam.
Li Jiajun did not receive such good treatment as Chen Zuming. As soon as he stood up, Xu Yifan immediately gave the command: "Load bullets."
"shooting!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"Report to the invigilator, the shooting is over!" Li Jiajun reported loudly.
Xu Yifan curled his lips: "Three eights, twenty-four points, passed, next place!"
Li Jiajun went down and several more people came up.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Six sixty-nine, twenty-one points, qualified!" Xu Yifan said: "In the future, pay attention to your shooting habits. Don't tighten the trigger too tightly, as it will easily affect the accuracy."
"Yes! Thank you Sir Xu for your teaching!" the school policeman said excitedly. Not everyone has the opportunity to receive guidance from the gun master.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Eight, seven, eight, twenty-three points. Passed. You are on the fat side. Don't waste your center of gravity. Remember to keep your lower body steady when you shoot in the future."
"Four-four-six, fourteen points, unqualified. You need to practice more with guns. Your gun skills are a mess. When you face gangsters, guns are your most loyal partners. How can you shoot well if you are afraid of gunfire?"
, Don’t blink when shooting!" Xu Yifan cursed angrily.
"Yes, thank you, Sir Xu!" the unqualified school policeman lowered his head and said.
Next person!
Lu Sanchuan.
"Hello, Sir Xu!" Lu Sanchuan said reservedly.
"Start!" Xu Yifan said with a dark face. This kind of person has a clear distinction between love and hate. He didn't like Lu Sanchuan's father, Lu Minghua, and was even unhappy with Lu Sanchuan.
"good!"
Lu Sanchuan's reloading movements were very fast and smooth. It seemed that he had practiced a lot. Of course, just because these little tricks are good does not mean he is also good at shooting.
Aim and shoot!
"boom!"
Xu Yifan knew Lu Sanchuan's shot was good just by looking at his starting position. Sure enough, Lu Sanchuan's first shot hit the eighth ring. Lu Minghua smiled, and Xu Yifan also smiled. This is typical of Lu Sanchuan.
A competition-type gunman is one who is good in exams, but in actual combat, he may not be as good as the failed school policeman.
The shooting test is indoors, there are no other environmental factors to interfere with it, and it is even less likely that there is an enemy on the opposite side shooting at you, so Lu Sanchuan slowly took aim and calculated for more than a minute. In a real gunfight scene, you are so unprepared.
He was stuck like a piece of wood and shot, and he didn't know how many times he died.
Of course, Lu Sanchuan was more unlucky because he was Lu Minghua's son. Xu Yifan did not point out Lu Sanchuan's mistakes like the previous police officers. Instead, he nodded with satisfaction and encouraged Lu Sanchuan to continue.
Lu Sanchuan's second shot took longer to aim.
"Bang!" Lu Sanchuan's second shot hit a nine-ring mark. The guy turned his head and looked at Xu Yifeng provocatively.
"boom!"
"Good! **eight, twenty-five points, qualified!" Xu Yifan nodded with satisfaction.
Lu Sanchuan scored a current highest score.
Next person!
Li Tianxuan comes on stage.
Li Tianxuan nodded excitedly to Xu Yifan, and Xu Yifan made a gesture for him to start.
As soon as Xu Yifan saw Li Tianxun's action of loading bullets, he knew that it was Li Ying who taught him. Li Tianxun's way of loading bullets was very irregular and even dangerous. Of course, this was what the police school textbook said. In fact, Li Tianxun's way of loading bullets was very irregular and even dangerous.
Ying's method of filling bullets is very fast. When you fill one bullet, Li Ying has already filled two. This is the experience Li Ying summed up in the hail of bullets. Xu Yifan carries the arsenal with him, so
He chose the safest textbook reloading method and did not seek speed.
Lift the gun, aim, shoot!
Li Tianxuan's movements are smoother. Unlike Lu Sanchuan's movements, every step is smooth, but there is a pause when combined, and there is a bit of awkwardness between movements.
"boom!"
Li Tianxuan hit a nine-ring mark with his first shot.
The students around him were in an uproar, it was so awesome.
Li Tianxuan turned his head and glanced at Xu Yifan, hoping that Xu Yifan could give him some guidance. For a master like Xu Yifan who was in the realm of gods, just a few hints would be of great use to Li Tianxuan.
"If your mind is not calm enough, shooting is just shooting. When shooting, don't think too much about things other than shooting! Just look at two points, the crosshair and the target." Xu Yifan said in a low voice. In terms of shooting, Li Tianxuan was better than him.
Li Ying is very good. Looking at Li Tianxuan's aiming posture, Xu Yifan could see that Li Tianxuan must practice guns frequently. Shooting something like this requires not only talent, but also hard work. This is why shooting masters often come from wealthy families.
Guns are very expensive, and bullets are charged per bullet. How can ordinary families have so much money to support this expense? The Li Tianxuan family is certainly not short of money. Jenny is almost the first group of veterans to start a business with Salena. I am afraid that her current assets are
Already hundreds of millions.
Li Tianxuan took a slow breath, held his breath and looked at the sight, target, and ten rings.
"Bang!" Li Tianxuan decisively pulled the trigger. When the bullet came out of the chamber, Li Tianxuan smiled. The feel of this shot was very good, and the results were definitely not bad.
"Ten rings!" Li Tianxuan clenched his fist excitedly, and there was another "wow" sound behind him.
Go on, get back the feeling you had just now, hold your breath, aim, crosshair, target, two dots and one line, shoot!
"Bang!" The third shot missed a little, nine rings.
"Nine, ten, nine, twenty-eight points, passed!" Xu Yifan said calmly.
"Yes, thank you, Sir Xu! Thank you!" Li Tianxuan was very excited. If this was not the examination room, he would still want to continue shooting until he could stabilize the feeling of using his arms and fingers just now.
"Next, Xu Yifeng!" the teacher who called the roll shouted loudly.
Lu Minghua watched Xu Yifeng walk in with a smile, patted Xu Yifeng's shoulder with concern and said with a smile: "Come on!"
"Thank you, Sir Lu!" Xu Yifeng stood at attention and said.
Li Jiajun in the audience looked angry, and Chen Zuming asked confusedly what was going on.
"Lu Minghua is putting pressure on Yifeng." Li Jiajun snorted coldly, calling Lu Minghua by his first name. His father, Li Wenbin, has been with Xu Yifan since he was a junior police officer at the Central Police Station. He is a Xu faction through and through. Li Jiajun naturally regards Lu Minghua as
enemy.
"How can this be true?" Chen Zuming said disdainfully: "Yifeng can pass the passing mark even if he shoots with his eyes closed."
Li Jiajun looked at Chen Zuming as if he were an idiot. Of course this guy is a good friend as a friend, but as a teammate he is definitely a bad teammate. Others can pass the passing line, but Xu Yifeng cannot just pass the passing line, just because he is Xu Yifan
, Gunslinger Xu Yifan, if he really only passed the passing line, Xu Yifan would be shameless.
"Don't worry!" Li Tianxuan looked at Xu Yifeng and said without turning his head: "Yifeng is more powerful than you think, just wait and see."
Li Jiajun understands the truth, and Xu Yifeng naturally understands that this little pressure from Lu Minghua is nothing. In Xu Yifeng's heart, his father Xu Yifan puts pressure on him all the time, and it has long been tempered into Xu Yifeng's superior pressure resistance.
ability.
"Let's get started!" Xu Yifan didn't give Xu Yifeng much time to think.
Everyone was looking at Xu Yifeng intently. The one-word straight punch he had just fought had opened everyone's eyes. Now they wanted to see what kind of genius this most talented student in the school could do.
Shooting results.
Xu Yifeng had the air of a general, and everyone's eyes were on him. He didn't panic at all. He didn't shoot quickly. Instead, he took the pistol to his ear and pulled it back.
I quickly calculated the spring weight of the test pistol, then pulled the trigger back and forth. Finally, I took a look at the gun shell and started loading bullets.
It's very slow here. In fact, Xu Yifeng's movements were very fast. It only took three or four seconds to complete the process from checking the pistol to loading bullets. It was faster than other trainee police officers simply loading bullets.
Lu Minghua wanted to take the opportunity to speak and continue to put pressure on Xu Yifeng, but before he opened his mouth, Xu Yifeng had already completed the entire set of actions.
"call!"
Xu Yifeng exhaled and inserted the pistol into the holster on his waist. He leaned forward slightly and stared at the bullseye in front of him. Xu Yifan's marksmanship was naturally taught by Xu Yifan, but Xu Yifan was not as patient as Li Jie. He was not even as patient as Li Jie.
Jie was half patient and only taught Xu Yifeng once or twice. The third time he would curse. Fortunately, Xu Yifeng had a good understanding. Although he may not understand all Xu Yifan's meaning, he remembered Xu Yifan's words and actions.
"call!"
Xu Yifeng took another breath.
Everyone was holding their breath and looking at Xu Yifeng nervously. Xu Yifeng was imitating Xu Yifan's posture before shooting. It was really similar, and at least it affected some people.
Draw the gun, aim, bullseye, shoot.
"boom!"
A gunshot rang out.
At this time, everyone no longer cared much about Xu Yifeng's results. They were all fascinated by Xu Yifeng's action of drawing a gun. What is smoothness? This is smoothness. No, this has gone beyond smoothness. Xu Yifeng's drawing of a gun can only be described as flowing clouds and flowing water.
The action, from drawing the gun to shooting, was done in one go. It seemed that he had already aimed at the target when he drew the pistol.
"Ten rings!" Xu Yifan said expressionlessly.
Li Tianxuan looked at Xu Yifeng excitedly and murmured: "I knew it, I knew it, this guy was hiding his strength."
"boom!"
"Ten rings!"
Although Xu Yifeng's second shot was not as shocking as the first shot, the action was still so pleasing to the eye. The son of the God of Guns truly lived up to his reputation.
"boom!"
"Ten rings!"
"Three times ten rings, thirty points, qualified!" Xu Yifan said.
"Wow! Perfect score!"
"That's right! I got full marks!"
"My mother! Three guns and ten rings. If I can shoot one gun and ten rings, I will be satisfied. No, nine rings are enough."
"Tsk, tsk, it seems that this year's Silver Rooster Award must go to Xu Yifeng."
Xu Yifeng got a perfect score in the shooting test, and other candidates were in an uproar again. Since the establishment of the police academy, no one seems to have had a perfect score in shooting. Xu Yifeng broke the school record.
Although Xu Yifeng got full marks, he did not get carried away. He only smiled faintly, as if he didn't care much about his results. He only paused when he walked off the stage and passed by Xu Yifan. He longed to hear his father's praise, even if it was just one sentence.
.
Xu Yifeng was destined to be disappointed, Xu Yifan said nothing.