The subordinates of the Qin Mansion are now discussing Bao Guowei.

But when Bao Guowei walked near them, he didn't talk much, a little afraid of being heard.

I don't know if it's because Bao Guowei's suit scared them or what.

Maybe it's not that they're scared, but because these people subconsciously feel inferior when they see them dressed and don't dare to talk to them.

Of course, some people will deliberately praise Bao Guowei loudly to the people around them, hoping to win Bao Guowei's favor.

After leaving the Qin Mansion and walking for a while, Bao Guowei was a little curious, and found a place with few people to open the blue box that the Qin family gave him.

A wad of money! Brand new! A new banknote that looks smooth and stiff. There is a dollar denomination, and there are five large denominations, adding up to at least a hundred!

Closing the box, Bao Guowei was a little excited, and looked to see if anyone around him was paying attention to him.

Although Chu Ze said that he needed to take as much as he wanted, after all, the less he needed, the better, and now that he has this hundred or so yuan, he has saved this trouble.

Guowei arrived home safely all the way, and there was no problem.

In the afternoon, Zhang Siwu came.

"Guowei, I succeeded."

Bao Guowei breathed a sigh of relief, since Zhang Siwu had succeeded, then he had Chu Ze and the Qin family in the White Road to use, and the underworld also had people from the Green Gang.

In this way, there are people in both black and white, which can be regarded as gaining a foothold in Gusu.

"How did you live, did Mr. Chu Ze say anything?"

"Don't you know, Guowei?"

Zhang Siwu's words made Bao Guowei a little confused: What do I know?

"Mr. Chu Ze said to me: 'If you are the person you recommend for it, why do you need to do it again?'"

"So I just let you pass?"

"Yes."

Chu Ze sold his favor again, and raised his status in front of Zhang Siwu, so as to make Zhang Siwu more "loyal" to himself.

"Brother Chu Ze, you are really my father!"

Bao Guowei shouted secretly in his heart.

Maybe for Chu Ze, a position in the Green Gang is just a matter of opening a mouth, but for Bao Guowei, this is an extremely important move.

I can't think of it if I don't sell my life this time! Neither the father thought about his son in this way.

Without Chu Ze, Bao Guowei is still worried about making money.

No matter what Chu Ze's purpose was, he always helped Bao Guowei a lot.

Besides, does the current Bao Guowei help others? It doesn't help at all.

But any person with a conscience should be effectively loyal when he meets someone like Chu Ze.

After speaking, Zhang Siwu took a knife from his waist and handed it to Bao Guowei.

Blue quenching blue vein, spiral bing.

The blade is about ten centimeters long, and the handle is seven or eight centimeters.

Bao Guowei took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, this knife was quite handsome, and it looked a bit like a dagger.

"This is a knife I brought from the Green Gang, the knife can represent the identity of the Green Gang, and I gave it to you."

"You don't want it yourself?"

"There are two handfuls and one spare, and this thing is not allowed to be borrowed, so don't take it out casually if there is nothing important. You can usually carry it with you, and then take it out when you are in danger, and the police or the Green Gang will give face when they see it. ”

"Very good, very good, my heart is very comforted. The mourning family knows, step aside, little five. ”

Bao Guowei was very satisfied with the knife, and he was also very satisfied with Zhang Siwu's behavior, and he seemed very happy.

"Guowei, the mourning family is the queen mother or the queen's self-title after the death of her husband, it is not appropriate for you to use it."

"The widow knows, you can step down."

"A widow is a person who is a man of few virtues, you ......"

"His grandmother, you've only been learning words for a few days and you've taught me a lesson, can I not know what it means?"

Zhang Siwu laughed a few times and touched his head with his hand in embarrassment.

"I'll go first, by the way, I'm in the second hall of the west of Qingbang City, where did I get mixed up in the Tsim Tsui Hotel, I should be there when I can't find me in the future."

Bao Guowei suddenly remembered something.

"Wait!"

"What's wrong, Guowei."

"Do you have a way, do you get a gun, I want a short gun......"

"Guowei, what do you want a gun for?"

"Can't you collect and play?"

"This ...... There should be a way to get it, I didn't give me a gun when I first arrived at the Qinggang family, but if you spend money to buy it from others, it should be implemented. ”

"Then you give me the whole one, I want a gun, Browning 1900, real and fake, just don't want a Mauser shell gun."

The barge gun is really not good-looking, there is no modern style at all, and it is large and the barrel is long and difficult to carry.

The Browning 1900 is different, known as "the first gun in the world", a small pistol for self-defense. (Picture)

Because of its exquisite appearance and very good portability, it is widely sought after by military officers, dignitaries, businessmen and other tycoons with self-defense needs.

Who doesn't love something that's small, handy, and beautiful.

This thing is a sleeved automatic pistol, short and concise, with seven rounds of magazines, a full load weight of less than two catties, and a well-made structure, which is very famous.

Both in appearance and in structure, it is very close to modern pistols.

As for why this gun is called a masturbator, it is because it has to pull the sleeve before the bullet is loaded, and this action is commonly known as "masturbation".

And because there is a small pistol printed in the trademark, it is commonly known as the "gun brand picker".

A long time ago, arsenals such as the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau began to imitate this kind of gun, and a large number of them flowed into the civilian population.

The quality of the guns produced by these arsenals is almost indistinguishable from the originals.

Moreover, the bullets of this pistol are relatively easy to obtain, and the .32ACP is still relatively popular in the self-defense pistol world, and even at this time period, it can be called a father's status.

As for the price, if you want to buy it from a black businessman, it is estimated that it will cost seventy or eighty yuan, or even hundreds of yuan, and even more if you meet a black heart.

Bao Guowei really wants a gun, and it is really dangerous to have no gun in the Republic of China, and it is very inconvenient to travel.

If you have a beautiful sleeved automatic pistol on your waist, it is enough and forced, and no matter where you go, you will at least feel a sense of security.

"I have sixty yuan here, you are from the Green Gang, it should be cheap to buy from others, and eighty should be enough. You go pick one for me, and then count the bullets, and more. ”

Zhang Siwu was not surprised why Bao Guowei suddenly had sixty yuan, and if he met someone like Chu Ze, he could lose sixty yuan?

"Won't you come with me? Just pick one together and find out if there is anything to look forward to. ”

"Is that the right place for me to go? Just pick one for me, and don't forget to count the extra bullets. ”

Bao Guowei is somewhat phobic of lack of firepower.

Looking at the back of Zhang Siwu leaving, Bao Guowei began to fantasize that he was wearing a suit, a top hat, a short knife on his left waist, a pistol on his right waist, a top hat and a cane.

This is a lot of force, directly incarnated into an elegant suit thug.