Last night, just as I was about to go to bed, I heard a frightening sound - a sound that sends me diving for cover (yes, I did jump behind a wall).
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An Electric BB gun was pointed at the wall I was behind from this window one floor up from a neighboring block. I didn't get to see who it was because all his lights were off, but he had this stupid laser put on his BB gun. And he was having fun spraying at me.
The bullets came in like a hose, so I suppose he saved me $50 dollars to go and buy ammo.
Anyway. The annoying thing was that there was no one within range to shoot at other than me. The worse thing was that he was marking the position of my desk, so I couldn't play CS anymore.
Thinking the only way to do this is to shoot him back, I tried to get my pistol, which happened to be within the area he was marking. * S*** *.
I had to make a run for it. Luckily, I didn't get hit, because he was too occupied at shooting stuff in my room.
I loaded my match grade BB gun and taught him a lesson that shooting like there was no tomorrow doesn't work. Two aimed shots in less than 2 seconds hit him with instant "Diu! and "Ding lei go fai" sound effects. But after a pause to check on his rosy bruised cheeks, he resumed fire.
But that was too late, because I had closed my window and laughed at his feeble BB pellets bounce off my window. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
In the morning, I actually discovered a mass of cracked plastic BBs on the pavement outside my block. They looked identical to the pellets that filled my desk.
Let's hope the Block Management don't come up here and complain today...