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Chapter 33 Surprise

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What Zhang Zhe saw was a surprise - to be exact, it was 90% surprise and 10% happiness!

He immediately went over to sit next to her, stretched out his hand to touch her, and asked in a low voice: "Is it true or not?"

"How do I know? Look, the weight should be real." Yeats gave the thing to his hand. Obviously, this thing made her a little uneasy, so much so that she was not in the mood to argue with Zhang Zhe.

Zhang Zhe took it in his hand and stroked it carefully, as if he was stroking the smooth skin of the beautiful woman. This was the first time he saw a real thing, but the weight and feel made him immediately feel that it was the real thing.

, if it is a toy, it is also highly simulated.

This is a pistol!

Zhang Zhe had never paid attention to the surprise she mentioned before. Even if he saw her waiting here, he would never have imagined that she could get a gun. Yeats was not sure whether it was true or not, and he had no experience. This thing was not suitable for casual use.

He tried shooting it and had to take it apart to look at the bullets, but he couldn't figure it out right away.

"Where did you get it?" he asked Yeats while fiddling with it.

"On the street."

"Are there guns picked up on the street?"

"Today in Times Square, I saw a man who looked a bit off. He seemed to be carrying something important. I was curious for a moment, so..." Yeats added, "I also have principles.

I’m just curious, if it’s really a large sum of money, I’ll just take a little and pay him back…”

She said, taking out a yellow document bag and some newspapers from her schoolbag. "I opened it and found this thing. How dare I get close to return it to him? I didn't want to throw it away, and I didn't dare to stop, for fear that he would find it.

Beat me to death and leave quickly..."

"What a fool, it looks like a killer in a movie..." Zhang Zhe looked at the package. It didn't look like it contained a toy gun. "Have you told your brother?"

Yeats shook his head: "I'm afraid he will... He won't scold me, but he is definitely worried that I will get into trouble again..."

Aren't you afraid of causing trouble for me? Zhang Zhe rolled his eyes, but seeing a real gun really made him excited.

"I don't have it. Others can discuss it. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally found you. Who knew that you didn't answer the phone and made me wait for so long. I didn't dare to stand at the door for fear that the target would be found and silenced...

..." Speaking of it now, Yeats seemed to be a little scared. Moreover, she hugged her school bag tightly all afternoon and night, and her shoulders were sore. Now she took off her school bag and stretched her body.

She sounded pitiful, so Zhang Zhe couldn't blame her.

"Now, what should I do now? Keeping it is a hot potato, why don't you find a remote place and throw it away?" Looking at Zhang Zhe who lowered his head to fumble and swing the pistol, it turned out that most men like guns.

"Forget it, I'll take it! I'll give you a thousand dollars and sell it to me. You've been keeping a low profile lately, be careful, don't go out and wander around, and stay in school and study hard, lest anyone find you."

"Give me one thousand yuan?" Yeats was a little surprised: "What if it's a fake?" When she heard that there was money, she immediately felt at ease.

"Fake ones can also deceive people, and..." Zhang Zhe smiled. Based on the knowledge from movies and books, after some thinking and trying, he had taken out the magazine. "One, two, three, four

, five...and five bullets."

Seeing the real bullets, Yeats was also surprised and curious. He picked up one and took a closer look, "How many bullets are there in general?"

Zhang Zhe shook his head: "I don't quite understand. A general automatic pistol has a magazine capacity of 6-12 rounds. Some can hold up to 6 rounds. Most of them are automatically reloaded. The rate of fire can be as high as 40 rounds per minute. I don't know.

I know what model this is, but the magazine should be for 6 rounds..."

At this point, the two people looked at each other.

"That is to say... I have already used a gun that has killed, killed people... If you are a powerful killer, you can kill two people with one shot! If you line up to kill, you may kill three or four lives with one gun..." Yeats was nervous

He stood up and said, "Zhang Zhe, should we throw it away? Don't cause trouble... and wipe the fingerprints clean..."

Zhang Zhe was silent for a moment. After discovering that this was a real gun, his "shock" was decreasing and his "joy" was increasing. Although the crime of concealing a firearm has serious consequences, and it may be a murder weapon... but who doesn't want to own it?

Collecting a real gun? Everyone wants to take a chance.

He fell on the bed, held the gun in the air and admired it, and sighed: "I'm so confused! Reason tells me that you are right, but greed makes me want to stay..."

Yeats also lay beside him, "Do you think...will he be found like last time?" Sun Weiyang's incident still left a little shadow on her.

Zhang Zhe thought for a moment: "That's different. Killers mostly work alone. Even if you have your own team, it's impossible to infiltrate every place. The problem is... if we throw away the gun, what will happen if he finds it?

manage?"

"If we can't hand over the gun... he will kill us to vent his anger?" Yeats frowned.

Zhang Zhe turned to look at her and said with a smile: "If you are better, you can still seduce him. Maybe if you feel comfortable serving him, I will let you go..."

"Fuck you!" Yeats slapped his lower body without politeness.

"Hiss..." Zhang Zhe took a breath. Although it didn't hurt much, it still felt uncomfortable. "Okay, you will be annihilated first and then killed. Killed then..."

Yeats was angry and slapped him in the same place with his fist. Zhang Zhe quickly turned sideways and asked her to slap him on the leg. "Okay, no more joking. You have to keep this matter secret and be careful. Don't go out to commit crimes again. That's right.

Now, you’re not wearing a school uniform so you can be recognized, right?”

"Am I as stupid as you?" Yeats rolled his eyes, and then sighed: "What happened last time has made me very restrained these days, and I don't dare to take action casually. Today I finally made a move, but I got angry again.

Trouble, does God want me to change my ways and return to the right path?"

Seeing that she looked like she had gone through many vicissitudes at such a young age, Zhang Zhe's attitude became a little better and comforted her: "I don't know if God is like this, but your brother must want you to change your ways! No matter what the reason is, you will always be a thief.

It's not a good thing, and it won't be a long-term thing. Why don't you do your best to help me collect the pawned items? Others are also students and can start their own businesses."

But Yeats snorted: "How much is that? How much do you earn? Can I get ten yuan for one piece, or twenty yuan? Besides, my popularity is not good. If my brother hadn't asked me to come...

…snort……"

"I thought the same way before I opened the pawn shop a year ago. I was in the same situation for a long time. But now, my income is comparable to the income of ordinary people working. After the success of this expansion, there will be more

A leap."

"Stop it, it's useless. Didn't you just say you wanted one thousand yuan to buy this gun? I want two thousand yuan, take the money!" Yeats lay on the bed, looked at him, and stretched out his palm.

"Where did you grab it? Why did it change to two thousand yuan?"

"One thousand is your price, two thousand is my price. If you don't want it, just give it back to me!" Yeats stretched out his hand to grab the gun.

"Here you go! Let's see who else you can sell it to." Zhang Zhe returned the gun to her with disdain.

Yeats sat up and took aim with the gun without the magazine loaded. He said without any pressure: "Tch! Can't you sell it? Didn't you say that Big Brother's father next door is the boss? I don't believe he knows how to shoot a gun.

If he is interested, it would be a good idea to buy it as a gift for his dad, right? Well... I think he should be more knowledgeable about goods and be more willing to spend money, right?"

"..."

Zhang Zhe was speechless. He would not hide this gun from Lao Bi, but it was his collection. If Lao Bi liked it, he would not take away others' love. If Yeats sold it to Lao Bi, he would not hide it from him.

But in the same way, even if he likes him, he will not take away others' love.

Yeats turned to look at him and gave him a sly smile, as if he was convinced. "How about? Let's get to know each other first. You have a better relationship with my brother. Morally speaking, I should give you priority in selling to you, but I risk it."

Da, if you don't want to give me even two thousand, others may give you more, so I have no choice but to apologize..."

"You win..." Zhang Zhe was helpless. This thing is valuable but not available, and he won't be able to get it if he wants to collect it in the future. "But I can't give it to you all at once..."

"Are you a man? You just boasted to me about making money, and it won't be a pleasure to give you money." Yeats said with disdain. "One, one sentence, okay? If not, I'll find someone else!"

"Can you please keep your voice down? What's the saying 'Okay, no, find someone else'? Lao Bi just happened to come over, and when he heard this sentence, he thought he was doing something."

"Let's not let anyone talk anymore..." Yeats muttered.

"Have you forgotten what your brother asked you to do? You have no performance at all now! These two thousand yuan, I will pay you monthly as your performance, and you will have an explanation for your brother." Zhang Zhe said angrily.

Yeats thought for a moment and said, "It seems reasonable. Ha, I wrongly blamed you!"

"Okay, it's getting late, go back quickly! I won't send you off."

"I'll stay here tonight." Yeats said and fell on the bed.

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