The corner of Gu Siming's mouth twitched, "Old Di, what do you want to do?"

"Selling arms? It's illegal here."

Brady's back sank into the back of the sofa, and a smile appeared on his overly good-looking face, "I'm not selling it, I'm a pure collector."

They are all trying to save their lives, so how can they be sold?

He's not so short of money yet.

Besides, coming here to resell these things is not asking for death.

Gu Siming closed the refrigerator and said, "Put it in the refrigerator for storage? What is your hobby?"

Not finding anything to drink, he wanted to sit back on the carpet and continue studying weapons, but when he saw the back of Rades busy in the kitchen, he walked over by accident.

"Mr. Rades, do you need any help?"

Rades was washing the pot when he heard a voice coming from behind him. He turned his head slightly and said, "No, you can just rest in the living room."

Gu Siming nodded, but actually he didn't really want to help, he just came to take a look at the bullets in the trash can.

I have to say that the Brady family is full of surprises.

Gu Siming glanced at the basket full of bullets, clicked his tongue and shook his head. When he turned around and left the kitchen, he caught a glimpse of something in the microwave. He tilted his head in confusion.

"Mr. Rades, is there a gun stuffed in the microwave?" He stared at the microwave and looked through the glass.

"Yes."

Rades washed the pot and put it away.

These are all the operations of the prince.

The prince said that if one day he was forced into the kitchen by the enemy, he would have a weapon to defend himself when he opened the microwave oven.

Gu Siming was speechless about this operation.

He didn't know if he would be forced into the kitchen by the enemy. He only knew that if he didn't pay attention that day, someone would be blown up accidentally.

I don’t understand, I really don’t understand at all.

After looking at the kitchen, Gu Siming returned to the living room.

Mu Cheng assembled the weapons in a stylish manner, while Su Miao casually sat aside and watched.

A few people gathered together, and Mu Cheng suddenly asked for a drink.

It was rare that Mu Cheng took the initiative to say that he wanted to drink.

He has said so, so there is no reason why he should not agree.

Before dinner was ready, the wine started to be drunk. Before drinking, Su Miao directed Gu Siming to throw the weapons lying around the living room into the room.

It's not that Su Miao is too cautious, but it's better not to come into contact with these weapons when drinking, as it can easily lead to danger.

A few people sat together, drank a few glasses of wine, and gradually started talking more and more.

Su Miao sat with one leg bent, her hands on her knees, holding the unfinished wine in her hand, "Mucheng, after working hard for so long, we are finally reaching the finals."

"Yes, we have finally reached the finals with you." He sighed.

Su Miao raised her eyes lightly, and her red lips curved slightly, "It seems that you have never said why you are so persistent in the game. You can do it yourself."

"But that's not the goal of your friends." Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Gu Siming's expression about to retort, and she added, "In the beginning."

She said a long time ago that if Mu Cheng wanted to take the gaming path, he should change his team to a more professional team.

Brady didn't know what happened to them before, so he didn't say anything and sat aside and listened quietly.

Mu Cheng took a sip of wine before speaking out, "I like games very much, but compared to friends, games are not that important to me."

"I like games, but I like spending time with my friends even more."

Maybe it’s because I drank a little bit, and I started saying all the things I wouldn’t normally say after drinking.

"Because of my mother's health, I have not had many friends since I was a child. They are the only ones who are willing to be friends with me and are willing to visit my home."

"When I was bullied by my classmates when I was young, they were by my side and stood up for me."

"Maybe it's just a simple thing for them, but I always remember that they stood up for me."

"I don't want to drift away from these friends, so I want to establish common hobbies with them."

"It's because of this idea that I founded the game team." He said intermittently, drinking while talking.

Gu Siming didn't expect that this was the reason why Mu Cheng joined the game team. He always thought that Mu Cheng liked it.

They are friends and often play together. If one person likes it, the other person will naturally like it too. It is because of this that he started to like games.

Suddenly hearing Mu Cheng say this, he felt a little sad for no reason, and he punched Mu Cheng on the shoulder.

"Even if we don't play games together, we won't drift away from you."

"We are good friends who grew up together with our pants down. How could we drift apart?"

Mu Cheng touched the place where Gu Siming had beaten him, "Who grew up with you taking off your pants? You took them off, but I didn't take them off."

"Isn't this a metaphor?" Gu Siming smiled, "Besides, we are all men, so we can just take it off and worry about nothing."

Brady: "I'm afraid of being caught. What are you afraid of?"

He doesn't like this kind of topic.

Mu Cheng at least has a few friends, but he doesn't have any.

Mu Cheng: "..."

Gu Siming: "..."

What a handle.

In order to dispel the sadness just now, Brady cheered up the atmosphere, and Mu Cheng also cooperated, drinking cup after cup.

Su Miao played with the lighter with her fingertips and did not join in the fun. She watched the three of them drinking high-strength liquor one glass after another like crazy.

The first one to fall was Gu Siming.

Rades looked at the freshly prepared meal, and then at Gu Siming, who was lying on the carpet. He reluctantly took off his apron, changed from a chef to a driver and bodyguard, and sent the person back.

After Mu Cheng and Brady clinked glasses again, Brady complained about Mu Cheng, "You hypocritical human being, you have so many people who love you, you are so sad."

"My friends treat you sincerely. Your parents and brothers love you. Why do you feel sad?"

"Are you as miserable as me? You are sad."

Mu Cheng looked at him, his cheeks slightly red from the alcohol, "What do you mean by being a pretentious human? You make it sound like you are not human."

Brady's mouth is faster than his brain, "It's only half of it."

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had spoken too quickly. He calmly added, "Half of it means, I am a human being, but I am not pretentious."

Mu Cheng said "Oh", "Brady, can I ask you something?"

"cannot."

He guessed what Mu Cheng wanted to ask, so he refused.

The more he acted like this, the more Mu Cheng wanted to know. He put down his wine glass and said, "Brady, what did you do to my mother?"

"What did you do? I didn't do anything."

Mu Cheng: "You must have done something, otherwise my mother's health would not have suddenly become so good."

"Since you visited my house and had contact with my mother, my mother's health has improved, but you have become weak."

No matter what he said, Brady always had an "I don't know what you're talking about" expression on his face.

Mu Cheng pursed his lips, "Even if you don't admit it, I know that's what happened. You helped my mother."

"Brady, thank you very much."
Chapter completed!