Handguns are for close quarters self-defense, and most gunfights with handguns happen within fifteen meters. At that range, unless you're in a competition, no one really goes after the ultimate accuracy of a handgun because it doesn't make much sense.
Mr. Model raised his handgun again, this time firing continuously. After shooting more than a dozen times in one go, he finally holstered his weapon and said with a serious expression, "Not bad, really not bad, this is the best mass-production gun I've used."
John pointed at Gao Guang with a big smile on his face, "A pair, one M17 and one M18, a friend gave them to me. I kept the M17 and gave him the M18."
Mr. Model looked at Gao Guang for a moment, then suddenly said, "Sell it to me, ten thousand for one."
Gao Guang was stunned, but John was even more smug. He shook his head and said, "No, not for sale."
"Thirty thousand!"