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Chapter 848 Undercurrent (4000)

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    The sharp bullet spun rapidly and cut through the air, and then penetrated into the man's head in the blink of an eye.

    The next moment, on the podium, the middle-aged man who was talking suddenly had blood splattered on his forehead, and he fell to the ground.

    A moment later, the bodyguard in a black suit pulled out a firearm, and immediately after, the crowd began to scream, and the crowd began to flee in all directions crazily.

    Seeing the beginning of chaos, the next moment was accompanied by the mechanical sound of "clicking", but all the pictures disappeared in an instant, revealing the cold walls around them.

    It turns out that this vivid scene is just a false environment created by high-end technological means.

    And the purpose of such a place is naturally to hone people's sniper skills.

    Of course, high-tech equipment like this is not something that ordinary organizations can possess.

    Generally speaking, only state agencies can possess such high-tech training facilities.

    Of course, there are not exceptions.

    For example, the mysterious black organization that seems to be pursuing immortality.

    "Five hundred yards, pass."

    On the high platform, Chianti, who had a swallowtail butterfly pattern on his left eye, raised his sniper rifle happily, then looked at the man wearing a peaked cap on the high platform and smiled: "It's your turn next."

    Cohen did not respond, but silently raised his sniper rifle.

    The next moment, the huge and light-controlled mechanical sound of the training ground sounded again, and the next moment the environment changed again.

    The high platform Cohen was standing on rose up, and the cold wall in front of him turned into a lake filled with white mist. It looked like a fairyland from a distance.

    And on this beautiful lake, a small boat was parked quietly in the center of the lake.

    In the scope, Kevin, a middle-aged man who had died before, reappeared, sitting alone on a boat fishing.

    Under the sight, the green value "500yd" that represents the distance is flashing.

    ?Obviously, this distance is further than the previous Chianti.

    Although it is only a short fifty yards, for snipers of their level, this distance is extremely important.

    It determines the level of a sniper and represents the distance between life and death.

    Think about it, if two snipers are hostile to each other, one can only hit 500 yards, but the other can hit 550 yards.

    ??Excluding random shooting skills and extraordinary performance between the two, naturally the latter with a longer range has a greater chance of survival.

    After the trigger was pulled, there was almost no big movement. The bullet penetrated into Kevin's head the next moment, and the remaining force drove the body into the lake.

    The screen disappeared, Chianti put down the telescope in his hand and said with a smile: "It's really yours."

    At this moment, the sound of footsteps on the cold ground gradually became clearer.

    29306  Gin walked over with vodka and looked at the two people practicing quietly.

    However, the other party did not speak, and Chianti did not speak first. She picked up the sniper rifle on the ground and set it up.

    Si minus 75zwz.com Si.  The nearby machine picked up Chianti's attitude and started working again.

    The next moment, the picture once again transformed into a night view of the city.

    The breeze blows on the high platform. This is the machine simulating the wind speed in high altitude to affect the sniper's judgment.

    And this time the target is sitting on the train. Looking at the scene in front, he plans to stop at the platform in front.

    The train that kept passing through the afterimage in the scope gradually became clearer, and finally arrived at the platform.

    And Kevin, who was sitting in his seat reading a book, appeared on the scope again, and this time the distance displayed under the scope was 600 yards.

    The next moment, the car window in front of Kevin showed a dense spider web shape, and this unlucky man was killed again.

    "Six hundred yards, pass." Chianti looked at Cohen with a proud smile: "They say Kevin Brown died three times."

    "Not bad." Vodka praised Chianti as he watched Chianti easily hit the 600-yard target.

    But Gin who was on the side did not speak in agreement, just looked down quietly.

    ¡°It¡¯s four times.¡± After Chianti finished speaking, Cohen raised his sniper rifle, and the projection equipment below reappeared.

    ?The impact of ?? is still continuing. Many companies have gone bankrupt and laid off employees, which makes people feel a little heavy.

    Tangze even saw a series of measures his company has made in recent times.

    The news puts two contrasting news together to compare, obviously to inject confidence into the public and let everyone see that not only companies are bankrupt, but also companies are taking this opportunity to develop vigorously.

    Although it is just a kind of implicit guidance, I have to say that this trick is very useful. People will subconsciously think that those who go bankrupt are unreliable, while high-quality companies will accept a large number of talents, which can be regarded as giving a little bit to many people.  An illusory sense of security.

    Of course, Tang Ze is happy to see this, after all, this wave of publicity is free.

    ãá reduce &#555z wz .&#99om ãá.  Time passed unknowingly, and when the morning news came to an end, Tangze picked up the remote control and adjusted it, wanting to see if there were any other different news on other channels.

    After all, it¡¯s still early, it¡¯s just seven o¡¯clock, and some radio stations only start broadcasting news at this time.

    But unexpectedly, when he switched the channel to the Japanese radio station, he finally saw two familiar figures on the program, which made him pause his movements unconsciously.

    On the TV, Yoko Okino, who is wearing a white apron, is busy in front of the stove, while a middle-aged man with two mustaches on the side is looking forward to it with an impatient look.

    ??The look on her face was staring at Okino Yoko's cooking form, and she couldn't tell whether it was the food he cooked at Chuiyan Entrepreneurship Breeding or her herself.

    There is no surprise. The only one who can make such a "Pig Brother" look on TV is probably Kogoro Mouri.

    Although Karasawa doesn¡¯t often watch entertainment variety shows, Okino Yoko is a star in Ke Xue¡¯s world after all, and she is also an acquaintance of him. Naturally, he is a little more familiar with her than other stars.

    And he also knows that the program he is currently on is a morning program "Good Morning 7 O'clock" that is centered on entrepreneurship and entrepreneurship.

    This program is quite famous. Chiba even recorded every episode. When Karasawa and the others arrested Chiba¡¯s friend, Karasawa was also impressed by this program.

    In one sentence, it¡¯s a morning show like ¡°Yoko Okino¡¯s Four-Minute Kitchen¡±.

    But today is more special than before, it will be broadcast in the form of live broadcast.

    Although in Karasawa¡¯s eyes, Mouri Kogoro was completely coveting the other person¡¯s body, looking at the way the other person was devouring Okino Yoko¡¯s special flavored ramen, anyone would think that the other person was coveting the bowl of ramen.

    After all, it is(remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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