Chen Baoxiang's chest tightened, and a fire almost burst into flames instantly.

He walked to the water, bent down to get water, and washed his face vigorously.

The spring water of Heihu Spring will not freeze, but it is also bitingly cold.

He forced himself to calm down and watched the people from the Gunslingers Club leave.

"Wu Yixiao is dead... He insulted Luo Hongying and lost the face of the people of Jinan. If this matter spreads out, what will the heroes of the world think of the people of Jinan? Damn it, lust is obsessed with the mind, lust is obsessed with the mind..."

Chen Baoxiang walked back, complaining secretly all the way.

He only hoped that Wu Yixiao could take back what he said, so that he would not be so passive.

When I returned to the rice shop, there was no one in the shop.

Liu Yue'e invited the children to sit down in the backyard room and prepared to eat.

"Dad, Dad, today I -"

Chuanwu jumped up, grabbed Chen Baoxiang's sleeve, and then lowered his voice: "Today, a box cracked and the gun inside fell out. I almost picked up a long gun... The foreman said that someone picked it up last time

The gun was sold to outsiders under the overpass and made thirty oceans——"

"It's nonsense, made up by people in the bookstore."

Chen Baoxiang immediately stopped talking and would never allow Chuanwu to continue talking.

Storytellers will never stop talking if their words are not surprising, and they will say whatever they want to attract people.

Young people are ignorant. If they listen to these words and pick up guns and steal them, they may commit a capital crime.

"Dad, it's true. The Japanese are really powerful. They pack dozens of boxes every day, including long guns and short guns. How much do they cost?"

Chuanwu disobeyed and continued talking to himself.

Liu Yue'e came over and pinched Chuanwu's ears: "Listen carefully to your father and come over for dinner. Can't you stop your mouth while eating?"

During the meal, Chuan Wen reported to Chen Baoxiang in a soft voice: "Dad, there are some Japanese translators on the counter today. Those talents are really amazing. They can switch between Japanese and Chinese. They can change quickly and speak smoothly.

They know everything. I heard one of them say that these are the worst weapons. Killing one person with one bullet is what the stupidest people do. What we will do in the future is to kill a thousand people with one bullet.
Chapter completed!