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Chapter 132 Mutual Suspicion

After firing a shot, Wang Mao suddenly realized that the gun he was holding was so unfamiliar. It was definitely not his gun. He would feel familiar as soon as he held that gun in his hand.

, with that gun, he was absolutely perfect, and never missed. The Minister of Arms next to him also looked a little surprised. He knew Wang Mao's shooting skills. Although this man was greedy,

He is lustful, but his marksmanship is still very good. Basically, he is always on target. But what happened today? Wang Mao's inaccurate marksmanship made him, the Minister of Arms, very visible in front of everyone. He smiled and said

: "Old Wang, it seems that you haven't practiced shooting for a long time and you are a lot rusty! Your shooting skills are a bit backward! Maybe you didn't perform well just now. Do you want to fire another shot??"

Wang Mao, who was standing next to him, missed his shot accurately. He immediately felt a slight thump in his heart. Then he quickly turned the gun around and took a look. He was almost scared out of his wits. This was not his gun. There would be a serial number on the wall.

It was definitely not his own. He immediately felt cold and frightened. What the hell is going on? Why is the gun not his own? It shouldn't be.

Yes, after looking through it carefully, Wang Mao finally confirmed that the gun was not his. He carefully read the serial number on it and found that the gun actually belonged to Zhang Hongliang. His heart skipped a beat. It was broken. He

The gun may have been stolen by someone. It is no joke to investigate the missing gun. It will cause big trouble. Besides, this guy Zhang Hongliang has been in trouble recently.

He wanted to be transferred to the city bureau. Maybe the incident of his gun being stolen was related to this incident. No wonder this guy has been busy these days, trying to transfer to the city bureau. Did he think of the city bureau?

They are making a fuss about using guns to clean themselves up. No, didn't the city bureau recently investigate the gun that the robber who escaped from prison was holding when he robbed the bank?

Could it be that Zhang Hongliang wanted to blame the gun issue on himself? Yes, that must be the case. This Zhang Hongliang *** didn't expect that he would dare to make such a big mistake with himself and wanted to take advantage of him.

The gun in the gangster's hand was put on his own head, and he was asked to take the blame. This move was indeed cruel and poisonous. It turned out that he was holding back this evil!

The Minister of Armed Forces next to him saw that Zhang Hongliang was not in good condition today and his marksmanship was not accurate. This was a good opportunity for him to show off. Usually, Wang Mao stole the limelight. This time, it was his turn even if it was his turn. Armed

The minister smiled proudly, and then took aim with a false boast

Posture, legs bent, aiming and shooting, the gun rang out with a bang, and hit the target that was far away. Several people nearby immediately said with admiration: "This shot is really accurate. The minister's marksmanship is amazing."

Improvement, not bad, great, this marksmanship is definitely awesome???"

When the Minister of Arms heard the praises from the people around him, he felt so happy. Forget it, he blew a puff of smoke from the gun, then puffed out his chest, waved his hands pretending to be modest, raised his head and said, "Oh!

, thank you for your praise, I just can’t do it if I don’t practice for a long time, I’m all a bit rusty.

Much more. If it were when I was young, I would definitely not be bragging. I would be able to hit the target with a hundred steps, but I would definitely be able to hit the mark with a hundred shots. Now that I am old, I am no longer able to do it. After all, my marksmanship has lost its accuracy. Isn’t it better?

It’s been a long time, but my marksmanship is far worse than that of Lao Wang???”

The Minister of Arms smiled and turned to Lao Wang next to him, and found that he was looking at something solemnly with the gun in his hand, with a frightened look on his face. He thought it was Lao Wang's inaccurate marksmanship that was irritating him, and then he smiled faintly,

Patting Lao Wang on the shoulder: "My shooting skills are far inferior to yours.

I was just lucky enough to hit it accurately just now. You were in a bad state today and didn't show your true strength. I know your shooting skills well. It just missed. You don't have to worry about it. Maybe it's been a long time.

I’m out of practice, why don’t I let you shoot a few times???Old Wang????Old Wang????”

Seeing Wang Mao lost in thought, with a surprised and uncertain expression on his face, the Minister of Arms thought he was upset because of his inaccurate marksmanship just now, or that he couldn't bear the heavy blow, and he suddenly felt happy again.

On the surface, he deliberately pretended to be open-minded and humble. When he saw Wang

Mao was in a trance. He called out several times, but he didn't respond. The commander of the Armed Forces Department was so proud of himself. Forget about it, he said disdainfully in his heart: "Aren't you just more accurate than me in marksmanship? I usually look so proud of you."

Yes, how are you now? You didn’t expect me to be able to shoot so accurately, right? Are you dumbfounded?”

But on the surface, he still put on an open-minded and humble look, patting Wang Mao on the shoulder with a smile: "Old Wang, what's wrong with you? Isn't it just that the gun is not accurate? You are not like this! This is your state.

Not good, I didn’t show my true strength???”

Wang Mao smiled bitterly, quickly put the gun back in his hand, put it in the gun clip on his waist, squeezed out a wry smile on his face and said: "Oh, it can't be done. Let's not mention that a hero was brave in the past. After all, he was cheated."

As I get older, my marksmanship has become inaccurate. If I haven't practiced for a long time, my marksmanship has regressed a lot. I drank too much last night. Hey, my head is still spinning and dizzy. No wonder my marksmanship has become inaccurate. It's yours.

My marksmanship has improved rapidly.

I can't do it anymore. I can't compare to your brother. You are always getting stronger and stronger. The sword never gets old. If you don't fight, my marksmanship will not be shameful. You can take your time and play. I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent. I have been so high lately.

My blood pressure has increased again. I can't hold it anymore. I'm so dizzy. I need to go to the hospital to check and see what's wrong with me. What a terrible situation. Brother Qin, please play slowly. I'm so dizzy.

Alright, I have to leave quickly???"

At this time, Wang Mao was upset. His gun was taken away. He was so angry that he had no intention of shooting. The Minister of Arms just said something. He was only thinking about the gun. Now he was so confused.

, quickly found an excuse to leave in a hurry, watching Wang Mao drive away, Wu

Several people around the pretending minister immediately said magically: "Minister, it seems that this time the blow to Lao Wang is not small. He didn't expect that his shooting skills were suddenly inaccurate. It's over. Look, his face turned purple just now."

Damn it, I guess he’s too embarrassed to stay here anymore, it’s so embarrassing!”

Wang Mao drove his car and hurried home. He was upset and his mind was full of gun matters. He thought about it, but he couldn't figure out how Zhang Hongliang had lost his gun. Then a figure flashed in his head.

A fierce one

He patted his thigh and suddenly realized: "**, this is how it is. Zhang Hongliang, you idiot grandson, dare to play a honey trap with me. You don't want to live anymore. Damn it, you are so shameless that you actually made your wife willing to do so."

come to me

Throw yourself into my arms, let your woman seduce me, and take the opportunity to hand over my gun. You are doing this beautifully. You provoked me first, so don’t blame me for being rude." Wang Mao changed his mind and finally thought of yesterday.

Wan Wumei, that delicate girl

She took the initiative to call him in the middle of the night, and it turned out that she was here for the gun. When she got up in the morning, Wu Mei wanted to look at his gun, saying that she had never seen it before, and that her own gun must have been in the shower.

The package was dropped.

After figuring out the key, Wang Mao slapped his thigh fiercely, with a fierce expression on his face, and gritted his teeth: "Since you *** want to punish me to death, then I don't need to be polite to you, I just say

Well, there is no such thing as a pie in the sky. Wu Mei took the initiative to call and send it to her door. It turned out to be Zhang

Hong Liang's wife is a honey trap. Okay, you dare to let your woman come to fuck me. Okay, you have the guts and dare to trade my gun. You're cruel, just wait for me." Wang Mao figured it out.

Realizing the power of it, his face sank, with a gloomy expression on his face, he stomped a few steps in the room, then picked up his mobile phone,

Since you dare to grab the gun, let's come out and explain the matter clearly. We dialed Zhang Hongliang's mobile phone number. After a few rings, someone answered. In fact, Zhang Hongliang and his wife were studying how to solve this case together just now.

Things, now that things have developed to this point, can only be done thoroughly

At the end of the showdown, Zhang Hongliang just picked up his cell phone and was about to call Wang Mao when his cell phone rang. It turned out to be Wang Mao's call. He hadn't called yet, so he called first: "Okay, I haven't called you yet."

I’m looking for you, but you came here first, okay! I want to see what you can say???”

After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Hongliang picked up the phone. Wang Mao's voice immediately came over the phone: "Hello, is this Hong Liang? I'm Brother Mao. Do you have time now? I have something very important to find.

You talk, come out and let’s talk!”

Zhang Hongliang, who was holding the phone, turned pale, his mouth twitched, his hands clenched into fists, and then he said in a deep voice: "Okay, I just happen to have something very important to tell you, you pick the place!"

Wang Mao thought about it in his heart. It was you who did the gun thing. I haven't even found you yet, but you are planning to talk to me about it. He sneered and said: "Deyuelou, I have already made the reservation."

Let’s chat while we eat, see you later???” As soon as Wang Mao heard Zhang Hongliang’s gloomy voice, he thought that this guy is holding something bad in his heart, you slipped my gun, and I haven’t found you yet, you

But you came to me first, so you can be cruel.

Zhang Hongliang hung up the phone. When he heard Wang Mao's proud laughter on the other end, his nose was so angry that he lost his gun. Wang Mao, the grandson who slept with his woman, was so arrogant. You stole my gun.
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