The court was in chaos.
The supervisor immediately caught the person running around noisily and asked solemnly, "Where are the people in the VIP room? Has anyone checked?"
The person he grabbed was panicked for a moment, then calmed down: "There's someone guarding the door, so it should be okay, right?"
The supervisor shook off her hand and immediately called the two people: "Come with me and see!"
The group hurried towards the private room where Qin Si was. Before they arrived, they heard a loud noise from the south.
"boom-"
The huge explosion was so deafening that it almost blew off their skulls. Everyone felt dizzy and the ground was shaking.
Shouting inside.
The noise got worse.
The supervisor waited until the noise was over, his face looked extremely grim: "What just happened was..."
A waiter who was caught by him was so frightened that he trembled and replied in a trembling voice: "OK, OK, it seems to be an explosion."
The supervisor let go of him with a look as if he had eaten a fly, and looked in the direction where the explosion came from. Soon someone staggered towards him.
"Manager, there was an explosion in Nanfeng Pavilion and some guests are trapped inside. Please go over and take a look!"
Seeing that he didn't move, the man said anxiously, "Come with me quickly, there are people from the Lister family inside."
The supervisor's expression suddenly changed: "What?"
"Miss Li booked a small private room tonight to have a party with a few friends. The explosion happened near their room. Everyone inside was scared and crying. There was thick smoke over there. We called them out, but they kept crying. Please come with me and rescue them first."
The supervisor hesitated for a moment, turned his head with an ugly expression and ordered the two people beside him: "I'll go over there and check. You guys go and make sure the person is still in the box!" "...Yes."
"Find someone and tell me!" The supervisor had no choice but to abandon this mess and deal with a more difficult mess first.
…
The private room he was thinking about was peaceful and calm.
Qin Si watched as Qiao Nian skillfully put together the parts in the backpack she brought, and she now had an advanced sniper rifle in her hand.
Qin Si was so excited that he said, "Sister Qiao, you are really good with guns."
"Here." Qiao Nian threw him a docking pistol and asked him, "See if you know how to use it."
Qin Si caught it steadily, tried the weight of the pistol in his hand, raised the corner of his lips, and a confident smile appeared on his handsome face.
"The 22 Short developed by NAA has a barrel length of about 2.87 cm, a total gun length of about 9.22 cm, a height of about 6.05 cm, a width of about 2.24 cm, and an empty weight of about 113 grams."
He loaded the gun and tried the feel of aiming and firing.
Qin Si narrowed his eyes, slowly put down the pistol, and said with a smile: "His stuff feels good, portable and easy to carry, but the number of bullets that can be carried at one time is a little less."
Seeing that he could easily tell the model, length and weight of the pistol and seemed to know it very well, Qiao Nian looked away with relief, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "What I want is that it is convenient to carry. As for the bullet issue... 7 rounds in the magazine are enough."
Qin Si couldn't help but say: "That's your boss. You and Wang Ye always hit the target every time. Your seven bullets are enough to kill seven people, but we are not..."
Qiao Nianqi's dark eyes were calm and indifferent as he looked at him: "No matter how you were in the past, I have no right to care about you. But today, you'd better have a higher hit rate, otherwise you will be the one to die." (End of this chapter)