Chapter 993: The competition between the ruthless male gods(1/2)
"The changes are not small, especially these high-tech ones. They are called balance cars, right?"
Zhang Pin also believed deeply in what the gun association chairman said.
I wonder if the Hong Kong Island Gun Club is treating this gun competition as the last one.
The competition scene was very lively.
Moreover, many of the waiters and staff coming and going are standing on balance cars and moving back and forth on the grass.
If you were unaware, you would have thought you were attending an exhibition of some technology company.
In the Big Brother competition in the north a few years ago, both sides had very rich technological reserves.
As the opposite side collapsed, Lao Chou put his hands in his pockets and could no longer find an opponent, so many military technologies were spread and turned into civilian applications.
This balance car is one of them.
As a financial center, Hong Kong Island naturally enjoys a certain degree of technological radiation.
Then the escort randomly picked it up. When he was about to go out, the person in charge of the insurance room still couldn't help but ask his doubts.
Of course, according to reports by media reporters, the woman who took action was a special citizen, but there was confusion within the police force that this guy was actually a professional Muay Thai fighter and the winner of several Muay Thai competitions.
The reason why the 200 million registered bonds originally kept in the bank needed to be transferred was not because the owner of the bonds was worried about the strength of the branch.
"This is my boss, Sir Zhang."
Whether it is because we are afraid that there will no longer be a shooting competition before the return, the number of participants this year has hit a new low. Even local shooters from Hong Kong Island, shooting enthusiasts and athletes from many seas have also signed up to participate.
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The staff from all sides nodded and then signed the registration form.
When facing Zhang Pin, Chen Jinwei and Zou Zhaozhen unexpectedly became bad friends.
"The transfer is the client's request. If he asks you, how do you answer him? Anyway, we just follow the rules."
Chen Jinwei, who was wearing a red T-shirt, immediately grinned sadly and even raised his hand to take a photo with Miao Zhishun.
But I met Guan Youbo by chance at a cocktail party. He admired me very much and even offered me a low salary. So the competition committee had to give up on its dream and join Zou Zhaozhen's investment company with an annual salary of one million.
Chen Jinwei has a cool expression, and I originally didn't have any bad feelings towards Miao Zhishun. After all, he is quite older in appearance and also has a cool style. There is actually no competition between the two.
"That man is the Gunslinger of Wan Chai? Such a young Chief Superintendent? It seems that I made a mistake when I hired you. If he joins the police force, he won't even be a Superintendent."
Before I graduated from the competition committee, I had no intention of pursuing a career in the police force.
Ever since Han Chen chose to risk everything in order to avenge Mary, and finally led the police to kill Ni Yongxiao, and then chose to go into seclusion, there was almost no restraint under me.
"153747F,153748F..."
Without the escort security supervisor to speak, everyone naturally kept talking and the car continued to drive.
I took out an envelope from outside the box. I didn't open it immediately. Instead, I showed the envelope to the escort on the opposite side, so that the other party could see that the stamp on the envelope was still intact.
Especially as the shooting rules continued to change in those years, young people like Zou Zhaozhen were obviously less creative in terms of skills.
The shooting range does not have staff specifically responsible for reporting targets, and we also need to worry about the later scoring, so the two of us need to worry about being distracted while chatting.
Just when the shooting competition entered the finals, the professional managers of the HSBC Bank in the Central District and their escorts retreated into the heavily guarded insurance room.
The first ones to be eliminated, Xiao Shao, were all overseas players.
A young academic genius like me would naturally look like a hero who rose up hastily like Xia Zhuangzi.
In addition, in those years, more and more emphasis was placed on shooting skills, so it was actually quite boring off the field.
HSBC Hong Kong Island Branch has not had a bad life recently.
The inventory taker finished checking what was on the outside of the plate and then showed it to a few people nearby.
I tore open the envelope before the escort opposite nodded.
After getting off an escort vehicle, the driver asked Fang Xue about the driving route before driving the vehicle to the main road.
"That's wrong. Sir Miao himself is weak, and his ability to teach his disciples is also very weak. You don't think you can suggest that you invite Sir Miao to be a shooting instructor during the new police training this year."
In that case, I fired the pistol directly at the speed of a submachine gun.
Using those secret information, Miao Zhishun cracked several bad cases and showed his face several times in front of media reporters and police leaders.
"Manager Fang, which route should we take today?"
If the two are superimposed, even some contestants with LV3 shooting skills will find it difficult to get enough points.
Every time we perform an escort mission, our escort route is kept confidential. The route can only be obtained after getting off the bus, and it must be opened by at least two people present.
Moreover, after Han Chen left, he specially gave all the information on many hostile targets to Miao Zhishun.
Shao Anna also knew what Zhuangzi said.
The rules at the Old Hong Kong Island Gun Club are the same in the past seven years, so those of us who come here will inevitably have some acclimatization.
At that time, facing the mythical Sir Zhang of the police force, my fighting spirit was burning in my heart.
"The bullet cannot be unloaded!"
Then he put the escort box back and watched as the escort box returned to the rolling machine and was mixed with several other interference boxes containing white paper of the same weight.
As a shooter who loves bad things, Zou Zhaozhen has naturally heard of Zhuangzi's reputation.
"Contestant No. 133 Chen Jinwei, with a time of 32.61 seconds, a target score of 175, and a shooting coefficient of 5.336, broke the club record!"
"Are the rules of the game all confusing?"
As soon as that incident happened, the police, who were already at the center of public opinion, became even more miserable.
And many people have obviously noticed Zhang Pin, the special guest. At this time, many people's eyes are looking here.
When the competition committee member heard what his boyfriend said, his face was obviously unconvinced.
"It's broken. There haven't been many things happening in the bank recently, and there has been a mole since. It's better to be in trouble than to be robbed."
"The venue has been cleared, and you cannot withdraw from the finals!"
Zou Zhaozhen's life during that period could be described as a happy one.
Once upon a time, the two of them happened to work together on a project, and then they met Zhang Pin, a junior inspector of the Anti-White Division of the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.
"Go to the Tsing Yi Nan Wan Tunnel, then get off the Tsing Ma Bridge, and the destination is the airport... Oh, it's really annoying. I went in a small circle and you made a bad appointment with your wife to go there today.
I'm here to pick up your son from school."
After the firearms inspection was completed, Liu Jianming's team cleared the field, and soon the last elimination round was over.
Eight professional police officers actually beat up a special citizen. With such professional ability, how could the citizens suspect the other person and protect themselves.
While Zhang Pin and others were chatting and giving pointers, the contestants on the field also began to prepare.
That episode did not affect the escort process.
From Zou Zhao's point of view, none of the contestants had LV2 level shooting skills at best.
There are so many shooting skills that even Zhuangzi was eye-opening after seeing them.
After all, if we were really weak, we might still be able to watch a shooting competition in a place as big as Hong Kong Island.
Since the next time we were robbed of $100 million in cash, business has gotten much worse.
"mistaken!"
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The person in charge of the insurance room smiled mischievously.
Very slowly, several escort vehicles left the bank garage and then drove separately to their respective destinations.
Did I participate in the crowd's applause and encouragement for Chen Jinwei's bad results? I even opened my hands to Guan Tomohiro, who was reaching out to comfort me, and got up and walked directly towards the entrance of the stadium.
Zou Zhaozhen was very happy when he heard Zou Zhao's praise, but I am also very sensible.
An old employee of the team spoke first.
"It's a pity that Sir Zhang was the referee that time."
However, I am obviously convinced by everyone's boasting about Zhuangzi.
"Look at it!"
During the dispute, the other party made the first move and knocked down the two military uniforms.
The other party is cooler than the two of us, and the key is that the other party is less famous than us, and has a lower police rank than us.
The expression on Fang Xue's face was very relaxed at that time, even smiling.
No one cares, no one cares. When they heard my results, the competition committee, who was sitting in the resting position, wearing white clothes and white trousers, with a very pale face, became even paler at that moment.
Because of the recent media targeting of the Hong Kong Island police, many police officers often encounter difficulties when enforcing the law.
Although the other people in the car didn't say anything, their expressions didn't show much reluctance.
As a low-achieving student in finance, I have practiced my shooting skills to such an extent just because I love being bad. Naturally, I have no talent.
"Okay, there's a total of 200 million. The registered bonds are wrong!"
To be continued...