Zhao Chuanxin abducted someone's son and was arrested, but he was not embarrassed.

Rachel Kvis ran over and stared at Benjamin Goldberg with an unkind face.

However, no matter how you look at that face, it is also for Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin said: It's time to make a cost.

Let you see what is the true nature of a man!

And then

He pulled out a string of pearl necklaces......

People in this era like to listen to a rake in the east and a broom in the west, flashy and beautiful words.

So

Zhao Chuanxin's expression was sincere, and his tone was full of emotion: "Madam, Zhao has been to many terrifying places, and he has also been to countless beautiful and rich corners. But the charm of Madame is as bright as the Amber Room of Tsarist Russia, as moving as the drum bells of gypsies, and as beautiful as the faith in Jerusalem. I was fortunate enough to get a string of precious pearls in the port of Kobe. It is white, pure, round, beautiful, and bright, just like the face of a lady. Today, Zhao must dedicate it to his wife, because only his wife can be worthy of it. ”

Saying that, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't say anything, opened the pearl necklace, and violently pushed Ning An, who was a little shou, away, and stood behind Rachel Cweis.

Rachel Cearn was stunned by Zhao Chuanxin's sudden paragraph, confession is not like confession, worship is not like worship, in short, I don't know why I said it.

Zhao Chuanxin solemnly wrapped the pearl necklace around Rachel Kweis's fair and slender neck.

During this period, it is inevitable to be touched by each other, and there is a skin kiss.

Rachel Kvees's goosebumps stood up, and the place where it was touched was as crispy as if it had been electrified.

Zhao Chuan's salary is very measured, it is touched, but it is just right and not excessive.

His breath squirted between Rachel Kweis's neck.

Searing, powerful, and full of manhood.

Although this woman has some means of dealing with men, it is the first time that she has been so close to a man other than Samuel Goldberg.

The body couldn't help but tremble.

Although he is not a gentleman, although he does not pay attention to etiquette, the surging primitive male breath can also be moving.

Zhao Chuanxin accepted it when he saw it, walked around to Rachel Kvis, took two steps back, and nodded: "The jewel and the beauty complement each other." ”

Rachel Cearn couldn't help but look down, the pearl was really shining in the sun, and the surface was shining.

The size is similar, each round, and must be carefully selected.

It must be worth a lot of money.

This is still the same batch of goods that Zhao Chuanxin bought in the jewelry store in Kobe.

It seems that, probably, perhaps, a lot of women have been sent for this or that reason.

This batch of goods is really cost-effective!

After sending the necklace, Zhao Chuanxin came back to Mishan, and sent Benjamin Goldberg on the horse as easily as a chicken, and then turned over himself.

He laughed and said to Rachel Kweis, who was still in a sluggish state, "Don't worry, ma'am, Benjamin will be fine, I promise you." You don't have to worry about his studies, I promise to watch him finish his homework today. ”

As he spoke, he didn't give Rachel Kvis time to react, patted the horse's neck, and Yoneyama sighed and ran away, almost reaching a speed of 70 miles per hour.

Rachel Kvis reacted: "But ......"

Her "but" could no longer reach Zhao Chuanxin's ears.

Because the excited Yoneyama is too fast, with the bonus of elastic boots, he will run out dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

Ning An served.

In front of women, he couldn't even speak.

But look at the sir, that nonsense comes when you open your mouth.

Uncle Li was embarrassed.

What the hell is this mouth like? How exactly is this expression managed?

The speed of changing faces, even Sichuan opera may be far behind.

But Zhao Chuanxin abducted other people's children, and he had to help with it: "Don't worry, Mrs. Goldberg, Zhao is a wise and funny person, and children like to play with him......"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care so much, so he let Mishan carry them back to the manor.

Marcus Nkrumah, who was working, ran over excitedly and grinned: "Benjamin, you're here." ”

Benjamin Goldberg graciously took out the candy and shared it with Marcus Nkrumah.

Zhao Chuanxin let the two of them talk, ate a few pieces of candy, and then said, "Let's go, let's go and put the gun." ”

The estate is so big that you can shoot anywhere.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled out a pistol and showed it to Benjamin Goldberg.

Bang, bang, bang......

Benjamin Goldberg excitedly said, "I see, sir, to use the built-in ignition device to ignite the primer with a thimble strike." ”

Zhao Chuanxin finally perfected the last part.

He drew the composition of the parts separately, and then drew the overall composition, and handed it to Benjamin Goldberg: "Look, is there anything that needs to be improved?" ”

The most powerful thing about Benjamin Goldberg is that when he has a picture in his head, the picture is linked, not only visual, but also hearing, smell, taste, and even touch.

His rich imagination encompasses a variety of scenes, including the richness of nature, the properties of artificial matter, and the various parameters of the human body.

He said, "Sir, I'll touch your pistol." ”

Zhao Chuanxin was not like others, he was worried that the child would be in danger by fiddling with the firearm, so he simply handed him the gun.

Benjamin Goldberg was thin and carried a pistol, his wrist strength was not enough, and the muzzle of the gun drooped.

He touched the barrel and felt a little hot.

He said, "Sir, if this kind of gun, as long as you painted, will it be hot?" Even a pistol will be hot. In my mind, whether it's metal or anything else, it deforms when it gets too hot. ”

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked, this snot baby knows so much?

This is not something that can be learned in elementary school today.

What he didn't know was that Benjamin Goldberg had even understood the essence of "The Theory of Functions" and had read a "History of the World" in more than forty volumes.

He excitedly took out a handful of money and stuffed it into Benjamin Goldberg's arms: "This is all rewarded for you, you are so talented!" ”

Where did Benjamin Goldberg think that Zhao Chuanxin would give money, and stood on the spot.

"Sir, I don't want money."

"If you want it, if you have money, you can buy whatever you want." Zhao Chuanxin never underestimated children. "Now let's discuss, if the barrel is sawn short, plus some heat sinks, can this problem be solved?"

Benjamin Goldberg thought for a moment: "Perhaps, here in the bolt and the bottom plate of the gun, there is also something to dissipate heat, but not this kind of metal sheet, the kind with holes, the picture in my head tells me that it will be better." ”

Zhao Chuanxin excitedly shortened the barrel, added a heat sink, and added prismatic protrusions and concave holes to the bolt and the bottom plate of the gun.

The two discussed and improved, and finally, the original blueprints were unrecognizable.

After several revisions, the design drawings gradually tended to be perfected.

At this time, the bored Marcus Nkrumah said: "Sir, can you give me a gun, I want to shoot too." ”

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously, when he was in Lugang Town, the people of the insurance team shot and practiced every day.

There is no reason to come to the United States and become civilized.

He casually threw away two Madsen machine guns, which had no bullets in them.

Since running out of bullets in South Korea, there has been no chance of replenishment.

Marcus Nkrumah happily picked up the machine gun, one in each hand, and tucked it under his arm.

He doesn't know how to pull the bolt.

The mouth imitates shooting, making a "thud-thump" sound, and playing is fun.

When Zhao Chuanxin was almost discussed, he saw this thing holding a gun, and suddenly spit was flying, and it had been almost ten minutes, and he was taken aback.

"You've been carrying a gun like that?"

You know, Marcus Nkrumah has one hand, one of these things is twenty pounds, and two are forty pounds.

The key is to keep the ......

Marcus Nkrumah nodded stupidly, "Yes, sir." ”

When he spoke, he didn't mean to let go.

Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head: "Is it heavy?" ”

"It's not heavy."

"......" Zhao Chuanxin continued to ask: "Can you still move?" ”

"Yes."

"Then you go ahead."

"Yes, sir."

Benjamin Goldberg was suddenly a little lost: "Sir, I know my parents are worried about me. However, there are always various images in my mind, and I can't control them. ”

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

This kid is not heartless all the time, and he is a little sentimental.

After thinking about it, he took out a cigarette and lit it, sat on the lawn and swallowed the clouds: "The last thing people should do is mental internal friction." You're talented, they're just mortals, so they don't understand. For example, I am very good, and when I have no money, people think I am a street runner. ”

Benjamin Goldberg asked curiously, "Sir, what is a street slicker?" ”

"Well, it's just idleness, nothing to do." Zhao Chuanxin flicked the cigarette ash and continued: "Later, when I got rich, they said that I was little Bourgiovic. ”

"I know that." Benjamin Goldberg excitedly, "I read that book. ”

"Hehe, so you should understand that as long as you are excellent, others will not see you well. Because they're ordinary, they want to pull you on the same level as them. If they succeed, you'll regret it. You will find that the moment you become what they want you to be, your talents have left you, and the highlights of life will be extinguished at that moment. ”

"Really?" Benjamin Goldberg's eyes were sparkling, and for the first time he had heard someone interpret his peculiarities from this perspective.

"Really." Zhao Chuanxin's words are categorical. "As long as you retain your abilities, reality and mortal perceptions are simply insignificant. What do you do with them? Rest assured, your parents are worried about nothing more than your future. But you see, I've paid you a sum of money now, and I think you make more money a day than your father. ”

"Sir, will you help me keep this money?"

"Why do you want me to save it for you?"

"Because if one day, my parents insist on extinguishing the fire in my head, I will use this money to convince them!"

Zhao Chuanxin gave a thumbs up: "You know how to slap your face, and there are a lot of them." ”

Freddie Pavit, who was busy contacting several universities, heard the gunshots and ran out to check.

When he saw Benjamin Goldberg, Marcus Nkrumah and Zhao Chuanxin playing on the grass, he suddenly felt that his head was big.

The old man is really, how can he be like a donkey, leading and not walking backwards, the more he doesn't let him do anything, the more he does it?

Zhao Chuanxin saw him and shouted, "Freddy, you go and help me find some steel, I'm of great use!" ”

Freddie Pavit: "......"

What kind of moth is the master going to make trouble......

(End of chapter)