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Chapter 33—Extremely Lucky

At 8:20, the streets and alleys of the city are full of mist. As a city that relies on Tokyo Bay, the humidity in Chiba is much worse than that in ordinary cities.

A pair of sneakers stepped on the glass stairs from the second floor to the first floor. Chen Feng rarely put on his jacket today, instead he changed into a thick white sweater.

"Afeng is going out?"

Reggie, who was sitting on the sofa with a pair of delicate legs crossed and holding a thick book, turned her head suspiciously when she heard the noise behind her.

Wearing a black-and-white T-shirt with long golden hair just draped behind him.

She noticed that Chen Feng's dress was obviously going to go out.

"Because some accidents were stupid with myself, so I have to go today."

"Well, remember to bring an umbrella. Although I didn't watch the weather forecast, it might rain."

"I have brought it, and your gun is in my studio. I have taken care of it for you. I forgot to tell you yesterday."

Pointing to the workshop on the second floor, Chen Feng reminded.

An M1911.

Reggie’s gun is a bit older, and the workmanship is very average. It looks like it was made in some underground arsenal. In addition, she has used it all the way until now, and she doesn’t know how to clean it, resulting in a lot of inside the gun. There is a problem with the parts.

He was actually not surprised that Reggie had such a thing as a gun, because he had always lived in an area where all the people were soldiers, and some thoughts might be difficult for him to reverse for a lifetime.

A 13-year-old kid has a gun?

no problem!

Even if you tell him that a 9-year-old kid takes a pistol out of his pocket, he won’t be surprised. After all, there are so many similar things he has encountered, so much that he is numb.

It's just that there are only 3 bullets in the gun, and the bullets in his hand are not compatible with that gun. I can only say that it is suitable for use.

However, Reggie shook his head and said a word that surprised Chen Feng.

"I don't need that anymore."

Reggie tilted her head with her azure blue eyes illuminating Chen Feng.

"Are you here with Afeng?"

"Then take it as a souvenir. Putting aside the concept of weapons, it is actually a craft, um, a rough craft."

"Oh……"

In response, Reggie thought for a while and said, "Is it a gift from Afeng?"

"That gun was originally yours..."

"But in the end, Afeng repaired it."

This child just likes to care about something meaningless.

"Fine, you can treat it as my gift."

"good!"

Patter--

Upon hearing this, Reggie trot upstairs wearing a pair of rabbit ear slippers, took the pistol from Chen Feng's workshop and hugged it in her arms, and said very seriously:

"This is the second gift Afeng gave me, and I will cherish it!"

With that, Reggie gently touched the smooth body of the gun like a child.

"The second gift?"

Chen Feng frowned. He thought about it carefully. It seemed that he had never given Reggie anything, so why did this thing become a second gift?

"I gave you something?"

Her previous clothes were bought with her own money, and in order not to make her feel guilty, Chen Feng would also accept her food and accommodation expenses, but the money had already been returned to her. .

Reggie just shook his head, and didn't mean to answer Chen Feng.

Rubbing his aching head, Chen Feng said:

"There are still many dishes in the refrigerator."

"Safe journey."

Reggie had already waved at him, how did she feel like she was thrown out of the house?

As usual, Chen Feng reminded:

"Call me if you have anything."

"Um."

"If you run out of money, tell me."

"There are many more."

"if……"

After explaining all the things that he could remember, Chen Feng went out with confidence.

Sitting in the elevator, Chen Feng took out a small notebook from his trouser pocket, stared at the text on it, and muttered:

"I haven't done anything that violates the rules for more than two months."

He has been restraining himself from becoming a good citizen who respects the law, so he has always maintained a relatively peaceful state.

"very good……!"

Chen Feng closed his notebook and walked out of the elevator contentedly.

To tell the truth, this environment feels very good to live in, because it is surrounded by suburbs, and it is also far from the road, and the sound insulation of the house is very good, so it is very suitable for elderly care.