The sentence of having as many bullets as there was scared Mark half to death.

He was not a mercenary arms dealer, just the owner of a shooting club.

The equipment in front of me can equip a hundred-person company of ordinary size, and the consequences of such a large amount of ordnance flowing to the outside world are unimaginable.

Especially with so many bodyguards around Su Ming, who knows how many people are behind him?

Although it is said to be a beautiful country, such a large amount of arms transactions may be targeted by the FBI.

"I'm just kidding you!"

Seeing the frightened look on the other party's face, Su Ming suddenly smiled, and said in a relaxed tone:

"So many arms, and second-hand ones, what am I going to do? Your shooting club is pretty good, if I have itchy hands and want to play in the future, I'll come to your house, it's quite cheap to charter anyway......"

Mark just heard Su Ming say that he was joking, and he was quite happy, but when he heard Su Ming say that he would come here next time, especially when he said that it was quite cheap to charter the venue, his face was green.

Of course, it's cheap, because almost all of the 50,000 US dollars in his former bakery were lost, and all of them were lost to the wild deer.

The bloody scene on the side of the hill bag, it is estimated that the grave grass should grow very tall next year, right?

Therefore, his charter is equivalent to not making money, at most it is just the difference in the price of bullets.

As soon as he thought that Su Ming would come back next time, his heart was dripping blood, and he quickly added:

"Mr. Su Ming, I'm afraid that the next time I want to charter the venue, it won't be so cheap, and other live targets such as wild deer will have to be counted separately!"

When the former heard what the other party said, he was immediately surprised for a sentence.

Mark was asked, you can't say he's running at a loss, right?

However, even if he didn't say it, Su Ming guessed it, after all, so many wild deer were blown up by him, and it was not a live target, but a beautiful knife.

"Well, then I won't come to your side next time!"

Su Ming had to say something regretfully, and when he said this, he looked at Mark with his eyes, hoping that Mark would let go.

But does Mark dare to let go?

Seeing that the other party turned his face away as if he hadn't seen it, Su Ming was happy in his heart, and he didn't continue to tease the other party, and turned to leave.

When she came to the indoor field where Mo Weiyu was, she was already tired and was lying in the lounge.

"Weiwei, this is starting to relax?"

When he came in, the beautiful coach was relaxing Mo Weiyu, and Su Ming couldn't help but joke.

Mo Weiyu raised her head and rolled her eyes, "Do you think everyone is the same as you, practicing shooting every day, of course you don't feel tired....."

In this regard, Su Ming smiled and didn't say anything.

When she was done relaxing, the two went home.

On the way back, there were snowflakes in the sky, which were not big, but they were interesting to watch.

"It's been snowing here for a few days, and there's not even a light rain on the side of the magic capital...."

"Homesick?"

Hearing Mo Weiyu's emotion, Su Ming couldn't help but smile and said.

She shook her head, just staring at the drifting snow outside the window, and said nothing.

Although I was very happy and tired to play shooting today, my brain had been running at high speed, and my spirit was very tired, but now, on the contrary, my body is tired, and my spirit is happy, but I don't want to talk very much.

Su Ming held her little hand and didn't say anything.

The next day, Mo Weiyu went back to school to go to class, but Su Ming went to the airport to pick up people.

"Uncle and aunt, thank you for your hard work!"

Big Apple, at the airport, Su Ming saw Mo Hengle, Yang Si, Mo Mingxue and Hu Xuena, all of whom had just come from China.

"Won't I work hard?" Mo Mingxue hummed coquettishly, a little arrogant, but it made Su Mingle happy.

"Hard, hard, all hard, Sister Xiaoxue, Nana, you have worked hard too....."

A flattering remark, but it made everyone laugh, but Mo Mingxue was unhappy again, muttered a word of insincerity and turned around and got into the car first.

Yang Si glared, apologized to Su Ming, and then caught up with his daughter.

Su Ming touched his nose in embarrassment and said:

"Let's get in the car first, let's go to the hotel first......"

Hu Xuena kept smiling faintly, and after getting into the Lincoln car, she looked at Su Ming and said:

"I said Su Ming, if you hide it like this, aren't you afraid that she will clean you up afterwards?"

The latter shrugged, with an expression that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water:

"She's only surprised, how can she say anything about me?"

"I'm happy, I'm afraid there are a lot of fright?"

I don't know why, Hu Xuena wanted to stab him a few words, and Mo Mingxue, who was drooping her little head, also muttered when she heard it, and expressed her support for the former's words.

The two old men, Mo Hengle and Yang Si, looked at the scene in front of them with a smile and didn't say anything.

For Su Ming, the prospective son-in-law, the two elders agreed very much, so when they received Su Ming's call, the two agreed to come over without thinking too much.

It was originally very appropriate to celebrate Mo Weiyu's birthday, after all, she hadn't had a few birthdays since she went to college.

The main thing is that her birthday is in November, and it's not a holiday, so I miss it almost every year.

Mo Mingxue, who was in her third year of high school, also held the review materials and followed her, and she also said that she came to a world-class university to get a literary atmosphere.

That's it?

Her little head is much worse than her sister, and she can't get the first age, so if she wants to rely on Beijing University, she probably doesn't want to think about it.

Fortunately, Yang Si and the two old men were also open-minded and did not stop her, but they would keep an eye on her all the way and let her review well.

This tense moment in the third year of high school is like a war, racing against time.

That is to say, Mo Mingxue has a big heart, and he has to come to the beautiful country to join in the fun.

The people in the car were talking and laughing, all the way to the city.

When it was time to arrange for Mo Hengle and them to stay in the hotel to rest, Su Ming had already gone to Boston, preparing to send someone to the house to start arranging the scene.

This was the first time he had attended Mo Weiyu's birthday, so he had to make it a little heavier.

No matter what kind of woman it is, they all like these romantic and warm rituals to some extent.

Roses, lights, photos, etc., as a designer, Su Ming has long been aware of how to arrange the scene.

He personally commanded, and in some cases, even went into battle himself.

Lin Huizhu, who was the deputy supervisor next to her, was very envious of this, but unfortunately the boss was someone else's boyfriend, so she could only watch it.

"Xiaolin, you go and ask me about the cake shop, when will the customized cake be good?" Don't get out of the basket....."

Facing Su Ming's nervousness, Lin Huizhu rolled her eyes, but still ran out obediently.

The business environment here at Harvard is not strong, but the business of the cake shop is very hot, why?

Because this is Harvard, the world's first-tier institution of higher learning, there are many students, and there are many other tourists who come here.

Cake shops are also popular as food shops, so who wouldn't want to try the local specialties?

In fact, the more famous the place, some of the so-called special snacks nearby, whoever buys it suffers, it is all a matter of paying IQ tax.

It's like a dog ignoring steamed buns, but in the last century, flour, sugar and other ingredients were very real, and the steamed buns made were delicious and delicious.

But now, the steamed buns processed by the factory have also added I don't know how many chemical additives, and the assembly line production has no soul, let alone frozen or something, which directly makes the buns lose their umami.

So, this thing has become a typical representative of the IQ tax.

There are many people who especially like to eat those so-called Internet celebrity foods, and it is undeniable that at the beginning, they are delicious.

But in the back, the assembly line of the factory is made, the food has no soul, tsk, and the taste plummets.

A lot of people just have a good time, and it doesn't matter how it tastes.

It was precisely because of these that Su Ming asked Lin Huizhu to find someone to inquire in advance, and at the same time tasted it, so he determined one of the cake shops.

But as a party, I always strive for perfection, for fear of messing things up, and the surprise will turn into a fright, and it won't be fun.

He was a little nervous at this point, and as time went on, his mood became more and more nervous.

There is a first time for everything, so it's good to take your time.

This is a very nonsense comforting word, who doesn't know that it's the first time, and that's why I'm nervous.

If he celebrated Zheng Miaoke's birthday, he wouldn't.

The more I care, the more scared I get.

Not long after, Lin Huizhu called and said that the cake shop had already started to make it, and there were two special masters to make it, so don't worry.

Hearing this, Su Ming relaxed a little.

A few bodyguards walked around the door of the Harvard Library, mainly looking at Mo Weiyu, but don't let her run home suddenly, the surprise will be gone.

Although Mo Weiyu would stay in the library after school and not go home until the evening.

But what if there is an accident?

So send someone to keep an eye on it.

In the afternoon, Mo Hengle and the others also came over from the Big Apple City in a car, and they were all surprised to see that the scene was so well arranged.

"Brother-in-law, we came to celebrate my sister's birthday, but we didn't watch you sprinkle dog food, you look at these photos, ....... vomit"

Mo Mingxue, who was holding the three-year college entrance examination five-year mock test papers, saw everything arranged at home, and immediately couldn't help but complain.

Hu Xuena also expressed her support, saying that she would not watch you sprinkle dog food!

On the wall, there are intimate photos of him and Mo Weiyu hanging in some places, to be honest, it really smells like dog food.

But that's all you want, celebrating your girlfriend's birthday, isn't it just sprinkling dog food in front of relatives and friends?

Otherwise, would it be necessary to call Hu Xuena and them from China with great fanfare?

"Hehe, don't say it, I'll sprinkle dog food, you can find it if you have the ability?"

Su Ming grinned at Hu Xuena, and then said to Mo Mingxue:

"As for Sister Xiaoxue, you better go back to your sister's room honestly and eat a book, and when dinner is ready, we will call you!"

Yes!!!!!

As soon as she heard the word "gnawing book", Mo Mingxue went crazy and wanted to rush up and scratch him, but he held his little head with one hand, as for her little short hands and short legs, they couldn't threaten Su Ming at all.

Compared with her sister's height of 1.7 meters, she is only 1.67 meters now.

Compared with Su Ming's height of 1.85 meters, she really has short legs.

After making a fuss for a while, amid the scolding of her mother Yang Si, she expressed a silent protest to Su Ming, and then turned her head and walked towards her sister's study.

The villa is not big, with two floors and a total of six rooms.

Even if you go out to the nanny's room, the study and the master bedroom, there are still three rooms.

The reason why Mo Hengle didn't let them rest here was not to arrange the scene, for fear of disturbing them, so they let them stay in a hotel.

"When will Weiwei come back?"

Seeing that it was evening, Mo Hengle and the others sat on the sofa in the living room and asked Su Ming.

"Come on, she usually leaves the library around half-past six and then goes home for dinner......

There were bodyguards staring at the door of the library, and of course Su Ming knew Mo Weiyu's movements at any time.

"However, there are still a few friends coming over, uncles and aunts, we have to wait a little longer!"

Speaking of which, of course, Su Ming also called Mo Weiyu's classmates at Harvard, and Britney, a neighbor she just met the day before yesterday.

Britney, a little girl, although she has only known each other for a few days, has a good relationship with Mo Weiyu and Su Ming.

Therefore, this time to celebrate her birthday, Su Ming also sent her an invitation.

People don't talk casually, and as soon as they finished speaking, Britney arrived.

"Wow, Su Ming, you are so romantic, Sister Weiyu must love you to death!"

As soon as she entered the door, Britney was surprised to see the layout inside.

Su Ming didn't say anything, but Hu Xuena and the others were surprised, this is obviously a purebred white man, to be precise, a Western elf, very beautiful.

And also fluent in Mandarin, which is amazing.

Seeing Su Ming and Britney talking and laughing, Yang Si frowned, and after they came over to the sofa and greeted each other, she suddenly looked at the former quietly and said:

"Son-in-law, it seems that you are quite popular here."

The Chinese language is broad and profound, and of course this sentence cannot be understood positively, because the tone is wrong.

As an old driver, oh, it should be said that Su Ming, who is the king of the sea, can't hear the meaning of Yang Si's words.

He also had no intention of hiding it, so he smiled cheerfully:

"It's okay, Britney just met the day before yesterday, and Weiwei has a better relationship with her. Auntie, you didn't see it that day, the two of them kept talking and laughing......"

Although Su Ming said it was very generous and refreshing, and he didn't seem to have any crooked brains, Yang Si was still not at ease.

The main thing is that this Britney is so beautiful, with delicate facial features and supple skin, which is perfect.

Although she is also very confident in her daughter, men always like the new and hate the old.

"Oh, is it? I really don't know about it, so why don't you tell me....."

Speaking of yarn, what is there to say?

Don't you still believe him?

Where she couldn't see, Su Ming pursed her lips, and then continued:

"Auntie, you may not know, Britney is a genius, and she's only fifteen years old....."

A fifteen-year-old sentence completely made Yang Si blush.

Even if she thinks that Su Ming's mind is not pure, but at the age of fifteen, it is unlikely, why?

Lao Mei has laws to protect minors, and it is the same in China, dare to hook up with these little girls, and start to understand it in three years!

Mo Hengle on the side has also been listening, and when he heard this, he immediately smiled, gently pulled Yang Si, and signaled her to stop working, let the young man handle the affairs of the young man himself.

On the other side, Hu Xuena was chatting with Britney, mainly curious about each other.

The former came to the beautiful country for the first time, and was not very familiar with it, so it was rare to meet a local indigenous person who was fluent in Mandarin, so she naturally wanted to ask more.

What are the fun things in the countryside of the beautiful country, what are the folk customs here, etc., anyway, there are many things to talk about.

Britney, on the other hand, is interested in Huaguo, and she knows a lot about writing, but she hasn't been to Huaguo yet.

Everyone in the living room was chatting, and Mo Weiyu's classmates also came to the door.

After another bit of excitement, now I'm waiting for Mo Weiyu, the birthday star.

However, she didn't make everyone wait long, and she went home.

She was completely unprepared, and when she opened the door, there were loud noises and cheers, and she was frightened.

"Today is your birthday, I took my uncle and aunt over and celebrated it for you together, you shouldn't blame me, right?"

Su Ming hugged a bouquet of roses and said with a smile.

At this time, Mo Weiyu was only moved in his heart, threw himself into his arms, and buried his face in his neck.

Britney and her group of young people next to her immediately cheered, indicating that they were so romantic.

After being lively for a while, Mo Weiyu whispered to her parents and family, and the dining room and living room had already begun to serve food.

Chinese people celebrate birthdays, and the protagonist is not the birthday cake, but the food on the table.

For foreigners like Britney, this formal Chinese meal is the first time they have eaten such an authentic delicacy.

The meal made by Deng Ting and the nanny is said to be home-cooked, but it is actually a patchwork of several cuisines.

The ingredients are all just flown in from China today, and they are still very fresh.

After all, when Mo Hengle and the others came over in the morning, they were on Su Ming's private plane, and what dishes they wanted to bring was not a matter of words.

"Whew, it's spicy!"

Mo Mingxue glanced at Britney and handed over the cup of boiled water in front of her that she hadn't drunk yet.

The latter is greedy, so he has to try what is called mapo tofu, well, it is spicy.

In fact, this dish is not spicy, and Deng Ting only put it slightly spicy, and for Su Ming, it doesn't feel anything.

But for Britney, who doesn't eat much spicy, it's super spicy.

Seeing her cute and embarrassed appearance, Mo Weiyu, Su Ming and the others all laughed, and hurriedly asked her to drink some water and stop eating that.

But she was very stubborn, saying that she was on the bar with this dish, and bluntly said that what other dishes were very spicy this time?

In this regard, Su Ming looked at the dishes in front of him, and thought to himself that they should not be spicy, why don't you let Deng Ting make the spiciest dish for you?

Of course he didn't say that, otherwise, Britney's ass would have suffered tomorrow, and her dad didn't know if he would have a kitchen knife, oh no, he should have chased him with an M70.

After the lively dinner, the group of foreigners who ate it were very enjoyable, and then the next step was to sing birthday songs and eat cakes.