Zhang Sleeve was taken aback by Zhao Yang, looked at the black pistol on the table, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I don't dare to ask for it!"

"If you don't dare to ask for anything, I'll teach you how to do it when I get back, I'll tell you, if you have a gun to defend yourself, then it's much safer, and you can kill whoever you want!" Zhao Yang said with a smile. （）

"What are you kidding, I don't want it!" Zhang Sleeve rolled her eyes angrily, she was scared to death when she saw the gun, how dare she use it, if she misses someone to death, the consequences are unimaginable.

"What should I do?" Zhao Yang asked with a smile.

"I think it's better to leave it to the police, what if those two people tell the story about the gun?" Zhang Sleeve suggested.

"No, it won't. Zhao Yang smiled faintly: "They won't say it." ”

"No?" Zhang Sleeve looked at Zhao Yang in surprise, a little unsure of what he meant.

"What do you think, they pretended to be police officers and came to the door, although they didn't make any trouble, but after all, they broke the law and had to be sentenced to at least one year or less than three years, but what if they confessed to bringing guns?"

Zhang Sleeve'er's eyes flashed, and he understood what Zhao Yang meant.

That's right, if they confess to bringing guns, it will not be more than a year, less than three years, although they don't understand the law, but Zhang Sleeve estimates that three years is not enough, illegally carrying a gun and pretending to be a policeman, this will have to be sentenced to at least three or five years, maybe seven or eight years!

Zhang Sleeve had to admire Zhao Yang's thoughtfulness, no matter how stupid those two people were, they would not say that they came with guns.

Then, this gun will become Zhao Yang's.

"What do you want to do with it?" Zhang Sleeve stared at the gun.

This thing was unremarkable when it was placed on the table, but everyone knew that when a bullet came out of it, it could easily end a person's life!

The thought of the lethality of this thing scared Zhang Sleeve to death, let her carry it with her, it was really fatal!

Zhao Yang knew that Zhang Sleeve was timid, so he picked up the gun and wanted to pin it back to the waistband of his pants.

However, at this time, Zhang Sleeve suddenly said: "Zhao Yang, aren't you going to give me this gun?"

"Yes, but didn't you say you didn't?" Zhao Yang asked in amazement.

"I just mean I don't want to use it. Zhang Sleeve argued.

"You don't use it, so what are you going to use it for?" Zhao Yang asked strangely.

Zhang Sleeve looked at Zhao Yang, her eyes showed an extremely complicated meaning, and after a long time, she said: "Actually, I just don't want you to use it, can you give him to me?"

Suddenly, a warm current passed through Zhao Yang's heart.

He knew that Zhang Sleeve was worried that something would happen to him, after all, this thing was nothing else, but a gun, as long as he pulled the trigger on someone, he would either die or be injured!

Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you!"

After speaking, Zhao Yang took Zhang Sleeve'er's soft and white little hand and put the pistol symbolizing death into her hand.

The sleeves are as warm as jade, and the flawless little hand holds the pitch-black and shiny pistol, symbolizing the call of death, and this huge contrast is very strong!

Zhao Yang held Zhang Sleeve'er's hand, felt the softness of the back of her hand, and said softly, "What do you want to do with it?"

"I want to bury it in a corner of the yard. Zhang Sleeve smiled.

"Well, that's a good idea!" Zhao Yang nodded, thinking that this idea was very good.

You said that you hid it at home, and it doesn't seem to be 100% safe, maybe someone will accidentally see it.

If it is buried in the yard, unless anyone wants to plant trees in that place, it is estimated that no one will find out even after a hundred years.

Zhao Yang nodded and said, "Then Sister Sleeve, I'll help you dig a pit......"

"No need to ......" Zhang Sleeve hurriedly shook his head and said, "I'm going to bury it in a place you don't know, otherwise, maybe one day you will dig it out again......"

Depend on......

Zhao Yang was speechless for a while, and said in his heart, am I that kind of person?

However, Zhang Sleeve seemed to know what Zhao Yang was thinking, and couldn't help but say: "Although you don't admit it, I think Zou Liyu is ......."

Speaking of this, Zhang Sleeve didn't continue, but her meaning was already obvious.

Zhao Yang smiled knowingly and said: "That's right, Zou Liyu was killed by me, Sister Sleeve, sometimes people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves, if I don't kill him, there will be endless troubles, can you understand me?"

Zhang Sleeve nodded slightly and said, "As long as it is a decision you make, I will support it unconditionally!"

Zhao Yang smiled, and was about to say something, but suddenly noticed that something was wrong in front of him, and when he looked up, he found that it was his father Zhao Yishan who twisted his head to the other side in his sleep, and in the blink of an eye, there was a snoring sound again.

Zhao Yang and Zhang Sleeve looked at each other and smiled, at this time, Zhao Yang's heart was very warm.

The beautiful, kind, and empathetic woman in front of him made him feel a kind of gentleness and meticulous care unique to women all the time.

Using the standard of evaluating a good woman in ancient times, Zhang Sleeve definitely deserves full marks.

With such a woman as a virtuous helper, Zhao Yang has no worries, only tireless courage!

That night, Zhao Yang settled his father Zhao Yishan, covered him with a quilt, and then went out to her house with Zhang Sleeve.

Early the next morning, the 15-day canvassing session officially kicked off.

Usually these days, every candidate for village mayor will find ways to canvass for votes in various ways, the most common way is to get a car, and then make a loudspeaker to parade the streets of the village to canvass for votes.

Early this morning, Lao Xu got a car and was busy canvassing with his father Zhao Yishan, while Zhao Yang went to the clinic as usual, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

In the afternoon, Zhao Yang and his father Zhao Yishan returned home, together with Lao Xu and Chen Chen, the former head of the Xinghu Village Distillery who was hired by Zhao Yang as a consultant, sat cross-legged on the kang and set up a dragon gate array.

This is the core personnel of this Daddy Zhao Yishan campaign, in addition to Daddy Zhao Yishan, there are only Lao Xu, Lao Chen, and Zhao Yang, at the same time, Lao Xu and Lao Chen are also Zhao Yang's right-hand men who rely on the most in the winery.

Now that the distillery is on the right track, there are not so many things for Lao Xu and Lao Chen to do by themselves, so Zhao Yang brought the two of them to be the military advisers of his father Zhao Yishan.

Lao Chen is from another village, but Lao Xu is an authentic villager, if Zhao Yishan succeeds in the election and defeats Li Xingkui to take over as the village head, then Lao Xu can have a place in the village committee.

If Zhao Yishan becomes the village head, he plans to promote Lao Xu as the deputy director and become his deputy, Zhao Yishan is honest and simple, generous to others, but Lao Xu is different, he does things vigorously and resolutely on weekdays, speaks sharply, manages the winery in an orderly manner, and is a quite effective manager!

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