Regarding gun management, the United States does have strict regulations, and the constitution belongs to the people's right to own guns, but this "people" is limited to the American people, and has nothing to do with the people of the Qing Empire. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The law is always enforced by people, and the scriptures are all good scriptures, and they are often read bad by the crooked monks, so Li Mu was able to easily buy a gun in San Francisco, and these subordinates of the little fat man can also own guns, if no one is held accountable, this is not a big problem.

The problem is that Will is here to find trouble now, and he can still find a bunch of faults for you without any problems, not to mention the blatant illegality under his nose.

"Will, with accommodation, they have a need to protect themselves." As Herbert spoke, a roll of green flower paper had crept into Will's pocket.

"Well, that's an acceptable reason—" Will nodded with satisfaction, looking at Herbert with much satisfaction, but didn't give up: "But I have a completely different conclusion here, these guys don't have weapons to protect themselves, but to threaten us American citizens, so I'm going to take measures." ”

This is really too dark, and he doesn't do anything after collecting the money, and it is estimated that Herbert's money is not easy to reimburse the little fat man.

"How is that possible? My clients are good citizens who abide by the law, and they will never do anything that endangers public order, let alone threaten American citizens, but in the United States, on American soil, who would dare? Herbert's eyes widened in surprise, and the last "who dares" was really loud.

"The problem is that anyone dares, and you can ask that little fat man about that—uh, what's his name?" It's not that Will deliberately belittled the little fat man, and Will really didn't remember the little fat man's name.

"Reagan." This time Herbert answered quickly, and subconsciously approached Will as he spoke, and it seemed that if what Will said was true, Herbert would not mind being Will's witness.

This is also a bottomless one, whoever serves the bowl has to do things for whom, Herbert is beating the monk after reciting the scriptures, and scolding the cook after eating-

"Well, Reagan, take such a name, and don't be afraid to flash your tongue." Will didn't have much respect for the "king", and looked at the butler with a flirtatious gaze: "Go, call your king out, I have something to ask him." ”

There is such a big commotion downstairs, it must have alarmed the little fat man upstairs.

Also appearing with the little fat man was Mike, seeing Li Mu, Mike's little eyes blinked quickly, which made Li Mu a little more vigilant.

"Reagan, hehe, your name is very good, but are you sure that this will not arouse the suspicion of the Qing Emperor?" Will also has a set of ways to sow discord, and the means of exerting psychological pressure are even more skillful, and he asked the little fat man with a black face.

"I've changed my name, and I'm not calling that damn Reagan now, I'm calling Gogill." The little fat man had a dark face, and his eyes were always on Li Mu when he spoke.

Gogil, the name is not bad, meaning "ploughman", or "shepherd", and has nothing to do with "king".

I have to say that the little fat man is still very smart, after all, he has a foundation before, he has only been in the United States for less than two months, his English is already very good, and there is no problem with normal communication.

"Farming? Haha, this name is really good, the county king who farms, you nobles of the Qing Empire really have a pursuit. Will immediately started to laugh again, and the green tendons on the forehead of the little fat man jumped suddenly.

Perhaps noticing the little fat man's eyes, Will changed his face as soon as his laughter fell: "Can I see your gaze as a threat?" Boy, you'd better be honest in front of me, and now, explain to me why your men are illegally possessing weapons! ”

It has been almost a month since the last time I said goodbye to the door of the police station, and this is the first time Li Mu has seen the little fat man.

It is not appropriate to use "little fat man" to describe the little fat man, compared with the little fat man a month ago, the little fat man is now a little thinner and looks a little stronger, more like a normal teenager than a disgusting gentleman. It's a pity that the little fat man who has lost a little weight looks more melancholy, his eyes are more fierce, and the whole person seems to be surrounded by darkness, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"They are not illegally possessing weapons, I have permission from the City of Springfield and they have the right to keep them safe for me." The little fat man was confident, not afraid of Will's questioning, and his eyes were still staring at Li Mu.

After all, the little fat man has a special identity, as the county king of the Qing Empire, if the little fat man applies to the Springfield City Government, then the little fat man can indeed get a permit.

"Take out the license and I'll check it, and at the same time gather all your weapons, and I'm going to file it now." Will put on a businesslike posture and sat down on the sofa in the living room, ready to work on the spot.

For Will, it's the same with or without a license, it's still the same sentence, as long as you have the heart to pick a bone in the egg, you can always find the handle of the little fat man.

Soon, the permit was delivered to Will, and the guns of the little fat bodyguards were also gathered.

It seems that the safety of the little fat man is indeed very important, Li Mu doesn't know how many people are around the little fat man now, but there are more and more pistols on the coffee table in the living room, there are already forty or fifty of them, and there are more than ten rifles, which must have exceeded the scale of the guards, and it is enough to arm a small-scale commando.

After all the guns were gathered together, Will picked up the permit and sneered: "This is written on a security establishment with no more than five people, and the allowed weapons are limited to pistols, not including rifles, the five of you actually have to be equipped with more than sixty guns, are you all octopuses?" ”

Sure enough, there is still a problem, it is true that there is a license, but it is beyond the scope of the license, which is no wonder Will is going crazy.

"More permits are pending, Will, raise your hand—" Herbert stuffed something into Will's pocket again, this time not on paper, but on some kind of bank slip.

"Herbert, it's not that I'm unkind, I've already told you, now Reeme's safety is threatened, I have to prevent something from happening, you can tell this farmer gentleman, if something happens to Reem, I can guarantee that everyone here will pay the price, you, you, you, and you - all of you can't escape, even if you escape back to the Qing country, the United States will pursue it to the end." Will's fingers passed over the little fat man, the butler, and Herbert one by one, and the meaning of warning was obvious.

"I beg your pardon, who is Reem?" Herbert was still confused.

"Hehe, Ream is a shareholder of Carnegie-McCandris Steel and the owner of the Horse Weapons Factory, and just a week ago, Ream became an American citizen—" Will patted Li Mu on the shoulder and laughed.

"You traitor to glory!" The little fat man was very angry, and there was a little bit of sharp childishness in his voice.

"First of all, I never thought that you bannermen were the masters of the Han people, and your best result was where to go back and forth, and secondly, I didn't join the United States to get the glory of the United States, sooner or later, the United States will be proud of me." Li Mu's rebuttal was powerful.