"Well, yes, no wonder I can be my daughter's friend...... Solemn...... Mu Zeming, right? Hehe, I heard that you opened a noodle restaurant?"

Mu Zeming kept smiling, "Yes, on the other side of West Street, a small business, I met Sister Xiao yesterday." ”

"Oh! a small business...... What about inside the house?"

"Uh...... My parents died in a car accident when I was very young, so ...... So......" Mu Zeming's tone was a little sad.

This sadness seems to be true or false, and even Xiao Yi is a little infected.

Passed away? Doesn't seem to be lying.

Xiao Dong'er was not happy at this time, and interrupted: "Dad, what are you doing here?

Xiao Yi ignored his daughter and continued: "I'm sorry, I talked about your sadness...... Do you have any plans for the future?"

"For the time being...... Let's mix West Street with Sister Xiao for the time being......"

Xiao Yi was a little surprised at the time, why did he suddenly get involved with my daughter.

In fact, just a few minutes ago, Xiao Dong'er suddenly invited Mu Zeming to join her gang, but Mu Zeming refused on the spot, saying that he was a noodle restaurant owner, he couldn't fight and fight, and he couldn't shoot and shoot, so how could he go to the underworld?

After being rejected by Mu Zeming, Xiao Dong'er also felt a little abrupt, so she said that she was thinking about letting him go back, to be honest, she admired Mu Zeming very much...... But more than that, she was curious, she always felt that this ordinary teenager could burst out with a lot of energy at a critical time, just like in the warehouse in the morning.

She really wanted to get acquainted with such a person, so Xiao Dong'er threw an olive branch to Mu Zeming.

Mu Zeming hadn't agreed a few minutes ago, so when Xiao Yi asked him, he suddenly agreed, but Xiao Dong'er didn't think about it so much, thinking that Mu Zeming had suddenly figured it out, and said, "So you agreed?

"Okay! Okay! After that, please Sister Xiao. ”

"It's okay, you don't have to call me Sister Xiao, just like I told you before, you can just call me by my name......"

"Good ......"

At the same time, Xiao Yi, who was sitting on the side, looked at Mu Zeming, this kid and his daughter, you said and laughed, and suddenly felt itchy teeth, he was here to persuade Xiao Dong'er to change his evil ways and return to the right, Mu Zeming was good, without saying a word, he joined in, Xiao Yi wondered in his heart, could it be that this kid ......

"Ha, the young man's tone is not small, and he still wants to mix with the underworld?" Xiao Yi's words were slightly Xiao Yi's sigh, because he had to give his daughter face, so he ridiculed him on the side.

"Hehe, uncle, I'm also going to talk about it, how to do it, and listen to Xiao Dong'er. Mu Zeming said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Xiao Yi's face changed slightly, and he suddenly said to Xiao Dong'er: "Dong'er, your mother is looking for you in front of you, you are not here, you go up and call her back." ”

Xiao Dong'er was stunned for a moment, although she could hear that Xiao Yi was looking for a reason to support her, but when Xiao Yi said this, she did not seem to have spoken to her mother on the phone for a long time, but she was not at ease when Mu Zeming was left alone, but after thinking about it, this was at home, and nothing should happen.

"Alright then, I'll go up and make a call, don't embarrass my friend...... Mu Zeming, I'll come down soon!" After speaking, Xiao Dong'er went upstairs.

"Okay, you go, I'll talk to my uncle for a while. ”

After a while, when Xiao Dong'er's figure completely disappeared into the corridor on the second floor, Xiao Yi raised his hand at the nanny upstairs, and the nanny signaled to follow, and for a while, only Xiao Yi and Mu Zeming were left in the entire hall.

Xiao Yi turned around and found that Mu Zeming was still looking at him with a smile on his face, he also smiled, and thought to himself: Interesting......

He stood up, walked slowly around the living room, and sneered: "Little brother, you said that you want to mess with my daughter, so what do you know about this underworld?"

Mu Zeming thought about it seriously and said with a smile: "Hehe, what can I know? Uncle Xiao, you also know that I am a ...... who opened a noodle restaurant."

Xiao Yi was just about to continue asking, when he saw Mu Zeming continue: "If you have to say anything I know...... Yes, I know a little bit about guns. ”

"Guns, you own a noodle shop, can you touch guns?" Xiao Yi asked with squinted eyes.

"Hehe, Uncle Xiao, you forgot, this is North China City! Seeing a gun in North China City doesn't seem to be a very difficult thing. Mu Zeming smiled lightly.

Interesting! Something is wrong with this kid!

Xiao Yi said, walked to a counter, pulled it away, directly took out a pistol, and sat opposite Mu Zeming.

Mu Zeming sat on the sofa, Xiao Yi sat on the chair, and there was a delicate coffee table between the two.

"Smack!", Xiao Yi slapped the pistol on the coffee table and said, "Boy, indeed, you are right, it is indeed not a big deal to see a gun in North China City...... But do you know who I am? In front of me, you say you know a thing or two about guns? I wonder how you know a thing or two?"

That's right, although Xiao Yi said that he has withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, he is still the boss of Beitang and Qingfang! Saying in front of him that he is familiar with guns is equivalent to playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong, when Xiao Yi was in the dark, he grabbed a gun almost every day, and he never left his hand when he slept, so he was very familiar with guns.

Mu Zeming smiled faintly, glanced at the gun on the table, and said, "It's just a little bit of a thing, it's still a lot worse than my uncle." ”

"Heh, tell me what kind of gun this is?"

Mu Zeming looked at the gun on the table, didn't touch it with his hands, observed it for a while and said: "The ordinary Type 92 pistol replaces the Type 54 more than ten years ago, of course, if you want me to tell more accurate data, I have to hold it in my hand......"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "Take it!" He was not afraid of Mu Zeming taking a gun, he was dignified Xiao Yi, how could he be afraid of a junior.

Mu Zeming nodded, picked up the pistol on the table casually, glanced at it a few times, and said: "Your gun belongs to the military version of Type 92, with less recoil and high accuracy, but compared to the feel...... It's just a little bit worse. ”

Of course, Mu Zeming is talking about the feeling of killing, if he wants to choose a firearm, he will definitely not choose this portable gun, he prefers the artifact in the pistol, the desert eagle.

Whether it is penetration or power, it is the best in the pistol, don't ask Mu Zeming how he knows, he subconsciously told him.

Then, Mu Zeming took the gun and turned it around in his hand again, and said: "According to this weight, there should be six bullets in the pistol......"

After speaking, he didn't wait for Xiao Yi to speak, he directly pulled out the magazine, held the magazine with one hand, and pressed his thumb one by one.

"Bang Bang

One by one, the bullets fell out of the magazine, a full six, and made a crisp sound on the coffee table.

Mu Zeming raised his eyebrows, pressed the magazine back into the pistol, and said with a smile: "Do you think what I said is right?"