Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 22 I want a gun
The servants in the Qin Mansion are now discussing Bao Guowei.

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

I don’t know if it was because Bao Guowei’s suit scared them or something else.

Or maybe it's not because they are scared, but because these people subconsciously feel inferior when they see someone dressed and don't dare to talk to them.

Of course, there are still some people who will deliberately and loudly praise Bao Guowei to those 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 given to him by the Qin family.

A thick wad of money!Brand-new!New banknotes that feel smooth and hard.There are one-dollar denominations and five-dollar denominations, which add up to at least 100 yuan!

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

Although Chu Ze said that he would take as much as he needed, in the end, the less he took, the better. Now that he had about a hundred yuan, he avoided this trouble.

Guowei arrived home safely without any problems.

In the afternoon, Zhang Siwu came.

"Guowei, I succeeded."

Bao Guowei breathed a sigh of relief. Since Zhang Siwu succeeded, he had Chu Ze and the Qin family in Baidao to use, and the underworld also had people from the Qinggang.

In this way, both the black and white groups have people, and this can be regarded as 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: 'Since I am the person who recommended it, why do you need to do anything more?'"

"So I just let you pass?"

"Yes."

Chu Ze sold himself another favor and raised his status in front of Zhang Siwu, in order to make Zhang Siwu more "loyal" to him.

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

Bao Guowei shouted secretly in his heart.

Perhaps for Chu Ze, a position in the Youth Gang was just a matter of opening his mouth, but for Bao Guowei, this was an extremely important move.

Now that I think about it, it’s impossible not to sacrifice my life for others!No real father thinks about his son like this.

Without Chu Ze, Bao Guowei would probably still be struggling to make money.

No matter what purpose Chu Ze had, it was always a great help to Bao Guowei.

Besides, can Bao Guowei be of any help to others now?Not of any help at all.

Anyone with a conscience should feel loyal when meeting someone like Chu Ze.

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

Green quenched blue pattern, 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 looked a bit like a dagger.

"This is a knife I brought from the Qinggang. The knife can represent the identity of the Qinggang people. I give it to you."

"You don't want it yourself?"

"There are two, a spare one. This thing is not allowed to be borrowed, so don't take it out casually unless there is something important. You can always carry it with you and take it out when you are in danger. The police or the Qing Gang I’ll give you face when I see you.”

"Very good, very good, I feel very relieved. The Ai family knows, please step back, little five son."

Bao Guowei was very satisfied with the knife and was also very satisfied with Zhang Siwu's behavior and seemed very happy. "Guowei, Aijia is the name the queen mother or queen calls herself after her husband's death. It's inappropriate for you to use it."

"I know, please step back."

"Idle people refer to people with few virtues, you..."

"Grandma, you've only learned Chinese for a few days and you're teaching me a lesson. Can I not know what you mean?"

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

"I'm leaving first. By the way, I was hanging out at the Tsimsui Hotel at Ertangkou in the west of Qingbang City. I should be there when you can't find me in the future."

Bao Guowei suddenly remembered something.

"Wait!"

"What's wrong, Guowei?"

"Do you have any idea how to get a gun? I want a short gun..."

"Guowei, why do you want a gun?"

“Can’t we just collect it and play with it?”

"This... there should be a way to get it. The Qinggang people didn't give me a gun when I first arrived, but if I spend money to buy it from others, I should do it."

"Then give me one. I want a gun brand, a Browning 1900, any real or fake one, but I don't want a Mauser rifle."

The shell gun really doesn’t look good, it’s not modern at all, and it’s bulky and has a long barrel that makes it difficult to carry.

The Browning 1900 is different. It is known as the "first gun in the world" and is a small self-defense pistol. (picture)
Because of its exquisite appearance and very good portability, it is widely sought after by military officers, dignitaries, businessmen and other people who need self-defense.

Who doesn’t like something small, comfortable and beautiful.

This thing is a slide-type automatic pistol. It is short and compact. It has a magazine of seven rounds. It weighs less than two kilograms when fully loaded. It is very famous for its well-made structure.

Both appearance and structure are very close to modern pistols.

As for why this gun is called a luzi, it is because the slide needs to be pulled to load the bullet. This action is called "luzi" in the common saying.

And because there is a small pistol printed in the trademark, it is commonly known as the "Gun Brand Luzi".

Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau and other arsenals began to imitate this kind of gun a long time ago, and a large number of them flowed into the private sector.

The quality of the firearms copied by these arsenals is almost the same as the original ones.

Moreover, the bullets for this pistol are relatively easy to obtain. .32ACP is still quite popular in the self-defense pistol industry, and even has a dad-level status at this time.

As for the price, if you want to buy it from a shady dealer, it is estimated to cost 80 to [-] yuan, or even hundreds of yuan. If you encounter a shady dealer, it will be even more.

Bao Guowei really wanted a gun. It was really dangerous not to have a gun by his side in the Republic of China, and traveling was very inconvenient.

If you have an exquisite slide-type automatic pistol in your waist, it will be both adequate and stylish, and no matter where you go, you will at least feel a sense of security.

"I have 60 yuan here. You are from the Qinggang. It should be cheaper to buy it with others. Eighty yuan should be enough. You go pick one for me and reload more bullets. Make more rounds."

Zhang Siwu was not surprised why Bao Guowei suddenly had 60 yuan. How could he save 60 yuan after meeting someone like Chu Ze?
"Why don't you come with me? Let's just pick something together and see if there's anything we like."

"Is it appropriate for me to go to that kind of place? Just pick one for me, and don't forget to load more bullets."

Bao Guowei is somewhat phobic about lack of firepower.

Watching Zhang Siwu's leaving figure, Bao Guowei began to imagine that he was wearing a suit and a top hat, with a short knife on his left waist, a pistol on his right waist, a top hat and a cane.

This is so classy, ​​directly transforming into an elegant thug in a suit.

(End of this chapter)