Chapter 74 I can beat up a hundred old men
Dumplings with apple fillings.
Cui Li ate one and ran away. Qian Wan simply didn't eat any and sat opposite Han Qian with his chin in his hands.
"Brother, are you cultivating immortality again? You have been working continuously for twenty-four hours, can you live past the age of forty?"
Han Qian took out his ID card and slapped it on the table, Qian Wan He picked up his ID card and looked at it curiously, then shouted.
"Gu, my brother changed his age, and he's only twenty-eight now! I want to change it too."
Qian Ling picked up the feather duster, and Qian Wan stopped talking.
Han Qian, who was eating dumplings filled with apple stuffing, suddenly asked.
"Auntie, why didn't I hear Wanwan say that her parents pinched her? Are you alive?"
A handful of jujubes flew over and smashed Han Qian, who looked confused. Wan chuckled.
"My parents have settled in Meridian, and I don't like it there!"
"Oh, why didn't you go when they went to drink tonight?"
"Yes, my dear. I got into a quarrel with Wen Nuan, which made my head hurt, so I ran back, brother! There is something wrong, do you know that Wan Fang has found a petty boyfriend? "
Han Qian? nod.
“I know, I just gave three million and sent it away.”
Qian Wan tilted her head and said doubtfully.
"I also paid him, but he won't leave! What is true love?"
At this time, Cui Li whispered.
"He gave me a bullet and put the pistol on his head!"
Qian Wan stood up and shouted.
"Uncle Zhong! I'm going to your secret base!"
Uncle Zhong drank tea and pretended not to hear anything, because his wife had told him not to let Qian Wan go inside because he was worried that she would get angry while playing games with others. Find someone with a gun.
After eating twenty dumplings, Han Qian couldn't eat any more. He stood up and ran behind Qian Ling, pinched the third mother's shoulder and whispered.
“Auntie, we’re going to eat minced meat tomorrow!”
Qian Ling asked with her eyes closed.
"Isn't it delicious?"
Han Qian smiled.
"No! It's just...it's a bit sweet. You know I don't like sweet things."
Qian Ling nodded.
“Okay, have you gone home?”
Han Qian shook his head.
"Not yet! Elders, this is your first stop. I'm mainly worried about getting scolded if I go somewhere else! My aunt will definitely be reluctant to scold me! But I have a brain disease and can't remember things. There are too many.”
Qian Ling said with a smile,
“If you don’t remember it, don’t remember it. Isn’t there little Yeats? She is your second brain! How about it? Are you anxious to fight back?"
Han Qian shook his head.
"No! There's no rush at all. I'll solve all the little troubles around me first. Do you have anyone with big money?"
"No suitable one!"
"I have to do some research for you. Why are you going?"
"Go to sleep, you should go to bed early!"
Qian Ling left, and Han Qian whispered, Qian Ling didn't hear clearly, but told Han Qian to prepare for a beating.
Qian Ling left and Han Qian was just lying on the sofa when Uncle Zhong came over and asked in a low voice.
"Master! I have added another batch of treasures!"
"What treasures!"
"Gatling with blue fire, da da da da da da !”
Looking at the cute little old man, Han Qian stood up.
"Elbow! Are you going to go to Big Money?"
Qian Wan nodded, Uncle Zhong was in a dilemma, and Han Qian spoke with a nonchalant expression.
"I'm back. Even if my sister wants to kill someone, I'll do it! Elbow!"
Going into the cellar, there is a very small room with various red wines and firearms placed on the left and right. Model, Uncle Zhong whispered.
“They are all high imitations one to one!”
Han Qian took a deep breath.
“Is it true?”
Uncle Zhong picked up bottles of red wine and changed positions, as if he was solving a Rubik’s Cube. About five minutes had passed. Uncle Zhong When the last bottle of red wine was placed, the wine cabinet suddenly separated from the middle, and then a white light lit up, and a corridor full of technology appeared in the sight of several people.
Han Qian stared at this corridor with wide eyes. "Damn it, this seems to be the umbrella company that I saw in Resident Evil!"
Uncle Zhong curled his lips and said.
"Umbrella? What a piece of shit?"
The four of them walked into the corridor. There were a handful of cold weapons placed behind the glass on the left and right sides. Uncle Zhong said with a proud smile. .
“Nine on each side, eighteen kinds!”
The corridor is about twenty meters long. When walking through the corridor, the lights inside automatically turn on. Looking at this approximately two hundred square meters hall, Cui Li's eyes widened instantly, and he trotted forward and picked up an M4. Han Qian asked with his eyes widened.
"Isn't this illegal?"
Uncle Zhong picked up a gold pistol and threw it to Han Qian, smiling.
“They are all one-to-one imitations.”
Han Qian curled his lips and Uncle Zhong said again.
“Under every imitation there is a lockbox, and it’s real inside!”
Then Uncle Zhong approached Han Qian with a resentful look and whispered
"Su Liang took away my Beretta 686 Silver Dove sports double-barreled shotgun and didn't return it to me! It's a collector's edition, buy it. Not here!”
Han Qian shook his head seriously.
“I don’t know! Nonsense, how is it possible!”
I refuse to admit it.
Han Qian looked at this luxurious arsenal, so to speak!
Uncle Zhong’s arsenal can arm a regiment!
There are hand grenades from World War II and modern fragmentation grenades.
Han Qian turned around, picked up a double-barreled shotgun, and asked.
“How did you get this thing?”
Uncle Zhong smiled.
"Our family had a shooting gallery before, but it was closed after the master left. These guns are placed here. Unfortunately, the master has no interest in these."
Han Qian nodded seriously. .
"Actually, I don't have one either. I just want a Gatling with blue fire, and then go to the sea to fight bastards. What happened to Su Liang's imprisonment?"
Uncle Zhong whispered.
"It's my problem! I was originally supposed to be imprisoned, but Su Liang said I was more useful than him!"
"Oh! Have Toyosuke fought with you yet?"
"Move! Let's make do!"
"He was beaten by Li Dongsheng and had no chance to fight back. Now there are a few people on the opposite side who can fight. You know that your young master and I are a waste among wastes with my fists and kicks, oh ! My aunt Qian Hong, do you know? "
Uncle Zhong grinned.
"Yan Kuan? You can't beat him with fists and feet, you can't beat him with a knife, but you can kill a hundred with a gun."
Han Qian looked at Uncle Zhong resentfully, and the latter scratched his head in embarrassment.
"He can hit a hundred of me with the knife, okay? Yan Kuan is more cruel. I don't like this old guy very much."
Han Qian asked again.
“They all have the surname Qian!”
"It's just the same surname. The guy before Qian Hong was quite capable. He's dead!"
"Oh! I'm out. Cui Li, do you want to play for a while?"
Cui Li is serious. Nodding, Qian Wan nodded seriously.
Han Qian raised his eyebrows and looked at Cui Li, who patted his chest and promised that he would never let the eldest lady mess around. Qian Wan angrily put his feet on Cui Li's butt, but Cui Li said nothing.
Following Uncle Zhong out of the weapons warehouse and sitting on the lawn in the backyard, Han Qian frowned and asked.
"Qian Wan and Cui Li? They are not a good match!"
Uncle Zhong whispered.
"Little Yang Jia seems to be interested in Cui Li, but this piece of wood is a bit stupid!"
"Little Yang Jia?"
Han Qian didn't dare to think about this scene, Cui Li is like a boring gourd, and little Yang Jia is like a popping candy, crackling all day long!
How noisy?
Not long after, Han Qian took the car keys and left.
Uncle Zhong whispered.
“Wouldn’t my driver’s license be taken away again?”
Uncle Zhong thought wrong.
He doesn’t have a driver’s license either!
(End of this chapter)