"What the hell are you doing?" On the way back to the Zhang family's old house after leaving the shooting range, Zhang Jianghe, who was originally sitting in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed, suddenly rushed to Tang Cheng. "Since you have decided to stay away from right and wrong and trouble, you should be honest and act like an ordinary person, and no one will notice you, this is the best way to hide. But you just made that set of things in the shooting range, don't you know that the big boss is a gun nerd! Being noticed by such a person, do you think you will be able to settle down in the future? ”

Zhang Jianghe's attack was sudden, not only Zhou Hongxiang, but even Tang Cheng, who was concentrating on driving, did not expect it. Slowly parked the car on the side of the road, Tang Cheng took out a cigarette, and carefully accompanied Zhang Jianghe with a smiling face. "Uncle, what's wrong with you? I didn't do anything just now, did I? If you say what I just told the eldest king, then don't worry at all, I know what you're worried about, but the intelligence department can't tell our old Tang family to break the inheritance! ”

Tang Cheng and Zhang Jianghe's words sounded like they were unrelated at all, so Zhou Hongxiang, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, was confused. Seeing that Zhang Jianghe still had a cold face, he also reached out to take the cigarette he handed over, Tang Cheng immediately smiled and explained to Zhou Hongxiang. "What Uncle was worried about just now was nothing more than that the eldest king would recommend me to the above to join the assassination team, once I entered the assassination team, unless I was seriously injured and disabled or died and martyred, it would be difficult to turn back."

"That's what I'm talking about, my father is a martyr, and I am the only seedling of the Tang family. According to the rules of the army, the only son in the family will never be drafted, not to mention that my father received a medal after his martyrdom. Therefore, I will not be drafted into the assassination team 100 percent, and my marksmanship is also practiced, as long as I can persist and suffer losses, and anyone with a little shooting talent can practice my marksmanship and reactions. ”

"What you said is light, I'm afraid that the situation above is tense, what will I do when I see you kid?" Zhang Jianghe was smoking, but his expression did not ease at all, after all, he was an old man from the intelligence department, and he didn't know much about some dirty things in the secret, Zhang Jianghe asked himself if Tang Cheng didn't know as much as he could. "I remember when your father was still alive, he often said that you need to be low-key in life, otherwise you will bring trouble to yourself and your family."

"Yes, yes! Aren't you old people living on these? I was wrong, it was all my fault, I also remembered this lesson, and I will never do it again in the future! Finally figured out what Zhang Jianghe was worried about, Tang Cheng was busy with Zhang Jianghe, plus Zhou Hongxiang was present to help intercede, Zhang Jianghe's expression finally eased, but the warning in his eyes did not dissipate.

Tang Cheng started the car with an innocent face, but after getting back on the road, Tang Cheng suddenly suggested going to the Sichuan restaurant called Chen Ji for lunch. "I guess if I make a few more fuss, the one upstairs should be unable to let us go south to Chongqing. Therefore, we should adapt to the taste of Sichuan people in advance, and when we arrive in Chongqing, there will be peppercorns and chili peppers in every dish! Tang Cheng's last sentence was deliberately said to Zhang Jianghe, because Zhang Jianghe can't eat spicy food.

"You don't have to worry about it, I don't believe in such a big Chongqing city, I can't find a place to eat yet!" Zhang Jianghe, who was deliberately teased by Tang Cheng's eyebrows, gradually relaxed, stretched out his hand and knocked Tang Cheng with a chestnut, and did not forget to pay tribute to Tang Cheng in his words. Zhou Hongxiang, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, pursed her lips and laughed secretly, the arrogance between the uncle and nephew made her feel warm and homely.

"Yikes! It's snowing outside! Zhou Hongxiang, who had not spoken, suddenly pointed out the car window and shouted, Tang Cheng and Zhang Jianghe heard the words, and each turned his head to look out through the car window, and he had already seen that there were really snowflakes floating in the somewhat gloomy sky. It was snowing, and the mood of the three Tang Cheng people in the car did not become bad because of the heavy snow, but they were faintly happy, especially Zhang Jianghe's face, I don't know when a smile had appeared.

A snowy day is a good day to eat hot pot, as soon as he entered the gate of Chen Ji, Tang Cheng immediately asked Chen Ji's young man to prepare hot pot, and then looked at Chen Ji's lobby, there were already people who had already taken the lead to open the posture and eat hot pot. Chen Kee specializes in Sichuan cuisine, although it is not as spicy as Sichuan, but it is enough to make the Sichuan people in Nanjing reminisce about the taste of their hometown. Tang Cheng's mother's ancestral home is Sichuan, and after his father passed away, Tang Cheng did not accompany his mother to this Chen Ji, so he was very familiar with this Chen Ji.

Tang Cheng didn't go to Chen Ji's private room upstairs, but picked a table in the lobby on the first floor, like the other diners. The hot pot ordered by Tang Cheng was served to the table by the guys, and then various side dishes were also sent to the table one after another, and soon a full table was set up. Zhang Jianghe, who has never liked spicy food, watched Tang Cheng and Zhou Hongxiang toss with great interest, but after he ate a piece of mutton stained in oil, he was immediately coughed by the spicy taste. Seeing this, Tang Cheng said that he would get him a clear soup, but Zhang Jianghe refused, and after a few times, he got used to the taste and liked it more than anyone else.

"Haha, happy, I'm going to eat hot pot on a snowy day!" After scooping up a few chopsticks and slices of meat in succession, Zhang Jianghe had beads of sweat on his forehead and nose, and then looked at Tang Cheng and Zhou Hong's makeup, but his face was as usual without the slightest discomfort. "When I was young, I lived in Chengdu with my master for a while, and we often ate hot pot at that time, which was even more spicy than this!" Zhou Hongxiang just put down his chopsticks after eating half full, and drank soda in small sips while scooping vegetables from the pot for Zhang Jianghe.

"You eat by yourself, I can take care of myself!" After a few times, Zhang Jianghe, who gradually got used to it, pushed the small dish full of meat slices in front of Zhou Hongxiang. "You young people should eat more, our family is not so poor, and it is a good thing to be able to eat." Zhang Jianghe, who was in a good mood, looked at the well-behaved Zhou Hong's makeup, the more he liked it, and then turned his head to look at Tang Cheng, who was eating with a shiny face, but he was full of contempt.

The snow is falling a lot, and it won't stop for a while, Tang Cheng and the three of them have nothing to do today, after Chen Ji has a big meal, Zhang Jianghe is going to listen to the play, but Tang Cheng is going to the leather store he used to go to. "You kid listen to me, don't have anything to do with those yellow-haired big noses in the future, although they don't say anything, but you and I both know that these foreign big noses don't have a few good people. You'd better be careful yourself, don't wait for something to happen, no one will be able to save you. ”

Knowing that Tang Cheng was going to find the foreigner named Joseph, Zhang Jianghe couldn't help but lecture Tang Cheng, Tang Cheng naturally didn't dare to refute it, he could only say that he had ordered something in that store earlier, and this was to pick up the goods. "I don't care so much, you can go, bring the red makeup with you. After that, you go to the theater to pick me up, let's come here for dinner in the evening, and I see that his back pot meat is also very good. ”

Knowing that Zhang Jianghe must have something to hide from himself and Zhou Hongxiang, Tang Cheng didn't say much, but according to Zhang Jianghe's request, he first drove Zhang Jianghe to the theater he frequented, and then drove Zhou Hongxiang to Joseph's leather store. "Don, my friend, I haven't seen you in a while!" Tang Cheng's arrival made Joseph very happy, and he first gave Tang Cheng a bear hug, and then looked at Zhou Hongxiang without blinking, and put on a posture waiting for Tang Cheng's introduction.

Tang Cheng naturally wouldn't meet Joseph's request to get to know Zhou Hongjiao, so he just dragged Joseph to the backyard of the leather store. "How's it going with what I ordered from you?" Joseph's fur shop was as chaotic as ever, and the hallway leading to the backyard was full of leather and some semi-finished products. Zhou Hongxiang, who was following behind the two, and Tang Cheng, who couldn't understand what they were talking to in English, were both talking, and all her thoughts were used to carefully avoid those things in the aisle.

Tang Cheng asked Joseph to order something, but it didn't really matter, at least that's how Joseph saw it. A suitcase with an apparently British style was opened by Joseph, and several quick-draw holsters stamped from thin steel sheets were taken out of the suitcase by Joseph and arranged on the table one by one. "You said before that you used hard cowhide to make this thing, but after I tried it, I found that the hardness was not up to it, and the finished product was easy to deform."

"Then I came up with the idea of using this kind of thin steel sheet with good elasticity, a metal wallet that is very popular in Europe now, and it is made of this thin steel sheet. These are the ones I tried with my own hands, the top is painted red for ** pistols, the black ones are suitable for M1911, the magazine bag you said, I still use hard cowhide, and you asked for the same, whether it is these on the table or the magazine bag, there are clips on the back that can be stuck on the belt. ”

Joseph took out these quick-draw holsters from the suitcase, which made Tang Cheng ecstatic, although the quick-draw holsters made of thin steel sheets were inferior in weight to the quick-draw holsters made of engineering plastic injection molding in later generations, but in the current era, they were unique. Tang Cheng picked up one from the table and looked at it carefully, and found that the main body of these quick-draw holsters made by Joseph was still cowhide, and the use of thin steel sheets was only on the clamp part on the back of the quick-draw holster and the lower end of the quick-draw holster.

After careful scrutiny, Tang Cheng pulled out an M1911 pistol from his waist with his backhand, and then inserted the M1911 pistol into a quick-draw holster. The feeling of just the right size made Tang Cheng happy, and then, according to Joseph's prompt, his left hand removed the steel clamp on the back of the holster, and buckled it on his belt very briskly. "Yes, almost the same as what I asked for!" Tang Cheng jumped on the spot a few times, and found that the quick-draw gun holster fastened on his belt did not affect his activities, and Tang Cheng gave a thumbs up to Joseph, who was smug in his face.