The richest man starts from the treasure hunt in the container

Chapter 45 Protect Yourself, GUN!

Zhu Yu greeted Aunt Susan and went back to her room.

There are quite a few containers scanned by Tianyan today, but in fact the energy used is not too much.

He has now discovered that after the Sky Eye is upgraded, not only does each scan become clearer, but it also consumes a lot less energy.

This is a real good thing.

Start taking stock of your harvest.

After buying the emeralds, plus the bets and winnings, there are more than 21 US dollars left.

In today's container auction, $14 went out and $31 came back, leaving a net of $[-].

If you switch to China, you can be considered a small millionaire.

But now domestic millionaires are really nothing.

Once rich, Zhu Yu thought of his own safety.

Old America is a country where guns are allowed.Although ordinary people are not allowed to buy automatic weapons, semi-automatic guns are still guns!

Thinking about the people he had offended, and those who cast envious and jealous glances at him at the container auction site, Zhu Yu felt that he really should buy a gun for self-defense.

He calls Paul:
"Paul, can you get me a gun license?"

"No need, Zhu. You go to the gun store and take your driver's license. When you buy a gun, the owner will give you a gun license."

It turned out to be so simple!

Zhu Yu immediately went out with the money and asked Aunt Susan where there was a gun shop.

"Go out from here and go left. There is a gun shop at the east end of the town ahead. Old Will's gun shop has been open for decades and has a good reputation!"

Susan was not surprised at Zhu Yu's purchase of a gun.She kept a rifle in her own house.

Zhu Yu thanked Susan and drove to Will's gun shop.

When Zhu Yu saw the big gun signboard, Zhu Yu was a little excited.

Think about it, how many Chinese men are not excited when facing a gun?

When he was still in military training in high school, he had really played with guns. He had five rounds of five-six-type semi-automatic rifles and hit 42 rings. The instructor at the time, a corporal, said that he played well.

In a word, Zhu Yu was excited for a long time. Of course, the more important thing was because the instructor gave him three bullet casings.

According to his father Zhu Dahe, Zhu Dahe was a basic militiaman when he was young, and he could take home the Type [-] and [-] submachine guns.

At that time, Zhu Yu was five or six years old, and he often played with a gun, but Zhu Yu couldn't remember it anymore.

Entering the gun shop, a fat 50-year-old white man who was about Zhu Yu's height greeted him with a smile:
"You are the Chinese Zhu who lives in Susan's house, right? Are you here to buy a gun?"

"Yes, Mr. Will." Zhu Yu didn't expect Will to recognize him, he asked tentatively, "But I don't have a gun license..."

"It's simple." Will apparently often handles this kind of business, took out a card from under the counter and said, "Come on, register, as long as you have no gun crime record and good tax record, you can buy a gun."

Zhu Yu happily filled it out.

After filling it out, Will pointed to a row of guns hanging on the wall and asked:
"Which one do you like? Now that it's on sale, you can choose a few!"

Zhu Yu immediately took a fancy to a handful of fives and sixes!

He was very happy that he could still see the five or six half of the country here, instead of the old Maozi's gun.

It's a pity that it is a flat thorn instead of a three-edged thorn-Zhu Yu, who has watched "The Bodyguard of Zhongnanhai", has a natural liking for the three-edged army thorn.

"This is what you Huaxia North Industries exported. If you want to buy it, it's $980."

Zhu Yu took it without hesitation!
Next, Zhu Yu chose a Glock G19, $850.

Originally, I wanted to see if there was a big black star, but there was none.

Then I bought a Remington 700 with a scope, which was used as a shotgun.

After buying a gun, I still have to give it a try. Will said straightforwardly:

"Go, there is a shooting range behind, you can try it."

Zhu Yu excitedly carried the gun and followed behind.A young man replaced Will, arranged a target position for Zhu Yu, and stood by the side.

Zhu Yu felt that he might be afraid that he would not know how to play with a gun.

But to be honest, I haven't moved for so many years, and I'm really a little unskilled.

The young man helped Zhu Yu open the safety, reload, press the bullet, and pull the trigger to load it.

The man told Zhu Yu how to aim, and Zhu Yu held on to the five or six halves, feeling gradually getting familiar with it!

The gun was calibrated, Zhu Yu aimed at three points and one line, breathed lightly, and pulled the trigger steadily—bang!

Ten rings!

Zhu Yu's eyes now are like wearing a scope, and he can see clearly at a distance of 50 meters!
Next, ten rounds of bullets, except for one that hit the nine rings again because he held his breath for a long time, the rest were ten rings!

Next comes pistols, shotguns...

When Zhu Yu left the shooting range contentedly, the Caucasian youth was still a little confused.

Is this Chinese born a shooter?
Looking at the movements and postures, I am really a novice.No exaggeration or pretense at all.

But judging by Zhu Yu's results, how could he look like a novice?
Zhu Yu happily drove back with Will's gun certificate and the gun in his pouch.

The pistol was with him, the shotgun was in the car, and the rifle was ready to be taken back to the room.

If it weren't for the fact that there are still important goals that have not been completed, Zhu Yu would like to apply for hunting now.

As someone said, I have a hammer in my hand, everything looks like a nail, and I want to smash it!
To celebrate buying a gun, Zhu Yu called Joanna and wanted to have dinner with her.

Joanna said unhappily:
"Not now, I've been living at home for the past few days, and there are people picking me up from school, so it's hard to come out alone..."

After Zhu Yu heard this, he had a vague premonition, and asked:
"Did your father know about your relationship with me?"

"Yes... yes." Joanna said in a low voice.

"What conditions does your father have? Do you think I'm not good enough for you, or is it because I'm from China?"

Zhu Yu clenched his fist tightly, but released it weakly.

This problem is really hard to solve.

"Both...Zhu, don't worry, I love you, I will make it clear to my parents..."

Reluctantly hung up the phone, Zhu Yu knew that now only by getting the real will and the farm as soon as possible, and making himself a multi-millionaire, can Joanna's parents change their minds.

I must speed up to make money!
Early the next morning, Zhu Yu came to the port freight yard again.

According to the information sent by old John yesterday, there are container auctions in four freight yards today. Zhu Yu decided to go to one in the morning and one in the afternoon at least, and earn 50 US dollars as soon as possible, so that Robert can help get the will!
The first freight yard that started shooting only had three containers, so not many people came here.

Zhu Yu didn't even have a single acquaintance, so he smiled.

No competition is better.

Jason greeted him, smiled and said:
"Boss, one of these three containers came from China. By the way, the owner didn't come to claim it..."

Zhu Yu nodded.

Standing in the crowd, Zhu Yu opened his eyes and found that half of these people, like himself, were carrying guns.

Turning his gaze to the container, he saw something familiar in the first one.

Zhu Yu was happy.

What wonderful memories these used to be!
(End of this chapter)