"The hardness of plastic villains is not comparable to that of carrots. They can crack plastic villains so neatly. This clip may directly cut off people's fingers."

Zheng Jing carefully observed the residual body of the plastic villain and the mouse clamp. After this attack, the light of the mouse clamp's ability became much dimmed, and the next time it should not be as powerful as this.

The ability of the trap finger made Zheng Jing very satisfied. This time he realized the power of being a superman.

As for the domestication, he has no way to experiment. His family does not have pets, so he has no target for domestication.

"If Ah Lun is considered a pet, you can give it a try, hehehe." Zheng Jing looked at the bedroom opposite and laughed.

Then his room was opened, Zheng Lun's head came in and looked at Zheng Jing suspiciously, which scared Zheng Jing so much that he was shocked. He had just gone out to get the carrot and forgot to lock the door.

"Brother, what are you doing in the house? Dingling, you are so old that you haven't gotten married. I understand that if you want to relax, but you have to cherish your body."

"Your kid's mouth has become more and more naughty recently. Come back to bed quickly." He didn't want Zheng Lun to know what he was doing, so Zheng Jing said with a dark face.

"I'm so anxious to drive me out..."

Zheng Lun's eyes were rumbling. He first stayed on the eye-catching divine oil on the bookshelf for two seconds, then saw the remains of the plastic villain, and finally saw the tissue used by Zheng Jing to wipe the residual juice of the carrot that had been pinched off for the first time.

"You are so violent, you must pay attention to your health, brother." After saying that, his head shrank back. Zheng Jing, who was staying in the room, looked around with Zheng Lun's previous gaze. The expression on his face became stiff, and he seemed to have been misunderstood.

Outside the bedroom door, Zheng Lun, who had a smiley smile, suddenly became solemn.

He could vaguely feel that there was a strange aura in Zheng Jing's room, which had never been done before in Zheng Jing's body, and his brother had also changed.

From the year when their parents disappeared, Zheng Lun could see many things that ordinary people could not see, but at that time he and Zheng Jing were in sadness, so he did not say it to make Zheng Jing worry.

...

The next day, Zheng Jing got up early one morning, took out a hundred yuan from the money box at home and put it in his pocket, and took the bus to the police station.

Among the training plan arranged by Jing Du for him, he came to the police station every day from Monday to Friday, so he came early. Yesterday's experience made him deeply understand his lack of combat effectiveness, so he had to seize the opportunity to train in the police force.

He did not go to find Wang Ye, a fighting coach arranged by Jing Du for him, but came to the place where the police team practiced guns.

The training ground is very empty. Washington area has strict control over gun control for police officers, and police officers do not have much chance to practice guns. After all, ordinary police officers practice guns here, and bullets are at their own expense.

Special "police officers" like Zheng Jing can freely practice shooting here and use bullets at will.

At this moment, there was only a slim figure in the huge field for gun training. It was Officer Yu who arrested him yesterday.

Seeing Zheng Jing come in, Yu Qiongyin's mood suddenly became bad. In her heart, Zheng Jing was a complete scum of the police. He was released yesterday, and there was no explanation for her above.

Seeing Yu Qiongyin, Zheng Jing's momentum of having to practice guns was weakened suddenly. He said hello in a whisper and began practicing far away from Yu Qiongyin.

Zheng Jing rolled up his sleeves and exposed the black gloves on his right hand. Yu Qiongyin sneered, "Isn't this a woman's glove? Is this guy still a woman's romance?"

Zheng Jing took out the patterned Boninglang pistol, and after a few simple research, he began to correctly put the bullets.

"This is a good gun, wasted on your hands."

Yu Qiongyin walked to Zheng Jing and said with a sourness that most of the police force were equipped with revolvers, while Zheng Jing's somewhat gorgeous pistol was not so good as the director of Furonghe City Police Department.

"It's a waste, but I just have a gun." Zheng Jing said with a wry smile while studying.

This made Yu Qiongyin even more disdainful. Is this still a police officer? He seems to be unfamiliar with guns.

She walked to the position next to Zheng Jing, raised the gun in her hand and fired five shots at the target.

One shot hit the bull's eye, and the other four bullets were also hit on the target. This was her rare good result. After the shot, she looked at Zheng Jing provocatively, waiting to see Zheng Jing's good show. This guy may not even be able to hit the target.

Looking at Yu Qiongyin's provocative gaze, Zheng Jing rubbed his hair in distress. Why was I hated by this woman? It was really not my fault last night.

But since he has come, he needs to practice well, and now he can only use Yu Qiongyin as a background board.

The ability of the hunting finger is reflected in the weapon. It can be seen from the gun pattern on the finger ring that Zheng Jingyou snapped his finger with his right hand, then held the pistol with his left hand, pointed at the target and aimed at it.

"Use your left hand...but what he did just now was obviously right-handed?" Yu Qiongyin looked at Zheng Jing's movements and was a little confused.

It is of course easier to use the right hand than the left hand, but the right hand is the switch of Zheng Jing's ability, so Zheng Jing wants to practice shooting with his left hand, which is easier to switch flexibly in combat. After all, he can only use one ability at the same time.

The red lines gather on the target, which is the target's "weakness".

Bang!

Zheng Jing fired a shot and hit the middle and bottom of the wooden target.

"Tsk, you can still hit the target, it's good." Yu Qiongyin said in surprise. Her surprise was not fake. The accuracy of the pistol was not high. It would be nice if a guy with obvious arrogance could hit the target for the first time. After all, if you can hit the target, you can hit someone at this distance.

Zheng Jing didn't care about Yu Qiongyin's expression. The first shot was just a test of the water. The hand felt pretty good. He could easily bear the recoil of the pistol.

Then he stared at the target tightly and fired five more shots, all five bullets on the target!

Yu Qiongyin raised her eyebrows and looked at Zheng Jing with a little surprise. One shot was accidental, but it was definitely not accidental that all five shots hit.

"I didn't see that you're not too useless." Yu Qiongyin's attitude towards Zheng Jing changed a little, at least this person was not a low-key person in the police force.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zheng Jing shook the target a few times, and the cracks produced by several bullet holes were connected together, and the target actually broke directly!
Chapter completed!