The next day.

The sky is foggy.

The wind blowing from Tijuana also carries the smell of "big meat". The black dogs who have no money, open their mouths and take a sip, maybe they can become addicted.

Gao Jun, dressed in a crisp suit, walked into the company. He was the first to sit in his office, holding a photo in his hand. After being stepped on by Bob yesterday, he tried to wipe it clean, but the dirt on it looked like...

It's like it's stuck, there's nothing you can do about it.

but…

The other side wants to get back on their feet, unless God is black.

Deng Deng Deng~

I heard the rapid and chaotic sound at the door, and four or five people rushed in, with fright on their faces, as if there were some man-eating monsters behind them.

Gao Jun took out a small tape recorder from his briefcase, about the size of his hand, and stuffed it into his pocket.

He knew that only heavy beasts could cause panic among the deer.

Sure enough, Director Martha followed closely behind.

Poor quality perfume, you can already smell it at the door.

She is definitely looking for trouble and likes to "kill chickens to scare monkeys" every day.

And Gao Jun is the chicken who is easiest to bully.

The fat pig's eyes looked around, but no one dared to look at him, and finally settled on Gao Jun, "Gao."

The others breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at him pitifully.

"What's the matter? Ms. Martha." Gao Jun raised his head and asked calmly. This nonchalant look made his colleagues feel that he seemed to have changed, and was different from the submissive person he used to be.

As if being provoked, Martha walked over and yelled, "Stand up!" She even kicked the chair off.

"You Chinese guy, open your eyes, idiot, you should go back to your country, you are a useless yellow monkey, you should be grateful, I gave you a job, but you are like an uncivilized

Orangutan, you can't handle it!"

"I'm telling you, if you don't place any orders today, get out of here with me, get out like a dog..."

Gao Jun couldn't bear it enough. He grabbed her hair and slammed her on the table. The tools on the table fell on the table in a mess, and the colleagues next to him were shocked.

He picked up the utility knife on the table, put it under Martha's neck, and gritted his teeth, "I've had enough of you, a fat pig. I really want to kill you, you know?"

Gao Jun slowly leaned over and said into her ear, "Even a black dog would not want to have sex with a white pig like you. You are disgusting!"

"Hey, hey, Gao, don't be impulsive, calm down." A male colleague stood up and said.

Gao Jun hated this hypocritical relationship between colleagues and pulled Martha by her hair. She looked frightened, her eyes widened and her lips trembled slightly, "No, no no."

"I quit!"

Gao Jun pulled off his work badge, slapped her in the face, and took out the tape recorder from his pocket, "Please give me my salary this month, otherwise, the racial discrimination here will appear in the New York Times. Do you understand?"

?Ms. Martha!"

After saying that, he pushed her hard and she fell heavily to the ground.

Gao Jun raised his head, adjusted his suit, and put on a fake smile, "Sorry, gentlemen, for disturbing your morning. Goodbye, God bless you."

Pick up your bag and tape recorder and leave.

When he walked out of the door, the fat pig there came to his senses and screamed. She was really frightened. The Chinese who she had always thought were the most "timid" and "easily bullied" actually jumped up.

She clamored to call the police and ask the Chinese to get out of the United States.

But he shouted fiercely, but he didn't make any move at all.

Because in the United States, racial discrimination is illegal, just like a newly hired white man at the Detroit Fire Department gave watermelons to his colleagues, and then... was fired.

Because black people feel insulted.

In the United States, before becoming a bitch, the first thing you have to learn is to pretend, saying one thing about human rights and the other about world peace.

The "gentlemen" in Congress like this.

…

"Comfortable!"

Gao Jun stood downstairs, raised his head, and saw a ray of sunshine stubbornly piercing the foggy sky.

I have long wanted to beat her.

Don't think that he won't hit women.

He walked to the door of "Leweilang Gun Store" in a happy mood. The store door was not open yet, but Paul was not that diligent.

Gao Jun was sitting on the small pillar at the door waiting. He happened to see the convenience store opposite open and went in to buy a pack of camels.

This is 5 dollars a pack, and I usually can’t bear to smoke it.

As soon as you put it in your mouth, you will feel the enjoyment is different.

You said, why do people work so hard when they are alive? Earn money when you have it, spend it when you earn it, worry about not having enough savings?

That's because you don't earn enough!

Standing in front of the convenience store, I pulled a match horizontally, lit a cigarette, flicked it a few times, and put out the match gracefully. I saw an old man standing in front of the gun store.

Wearing a black baseball cap and dark blue clothes, he was hunched over and wandering anxiously at the door. He might have bad legs and feet, and he was still thinking about small steps, and he had a stick wrapped in cloth to hold items.

Gao Jun's expression changed, he walked over and said hello, "Hi, sir, how can I help you?"

"No, no need, thank you." The old man turned his head and looked at him and said.

"I know Paul very well. Do you need any help from him?" Gao Jun pointed at the gun shop, looked at his watch, and put his hands on his hips. "It should take him another hour to get up. You know, he

The sun at home always rises later than others."

The humorous joke didn't make the old man laugh. Instead, the old man's face wrinkled together, muttering, and his expression became more anxious.

"You can tell me, I will be happy to help you." Gao Jun was not really that enthusiastic, but had a vague intuition that always made him feel that he could get something cheap from the old man.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then pulled off the long cloth, revealing a shotgun inside. Moreover, this style was very familiar.

"Model: Remington m870 shotgun (1968 civilian version), caliber: No. 12, loading: 7 rounds, manufacturer: Remington Company, cost price: 56 US dollars, purchase price: 134 US dollars, recommended sale

Price: 433 US dollars, real-time price fluctuations: 1, Tijuana 511 US dollars, 2, Ecatipe 478 US dollars, 3, Guadalajara 476 US dollars..."

"Estimated price of second-hand weapons: $117!"

"Slightly damaged in 2 places, with cracks in the lower cover and aging rifling."

“It is recommended to buy it.”

tmd.

Troll!

Moreover, it is a very powerful Remington. Who doesn’t know that it has the biggest mouth and is famous in the world?

Whether it's military, police or civilian use, it's the first priority.

"I want to ask Paul to sell this gun." The old man touched the shotgun and said, "My granddaughter is celebrating her birthday, but I have no money..."

He burst into tears as he spoke.

"I can only sell it. It has been lost for more than 20 years. I am very reluctant to part with it, but I love my granddaughter even more."

Gao Jun sighed, patted his shoulder and comforted him, but his mind began to spin rapidly. The system gave him a second-hand evaluation. Can he eat it and then... resell it?

"But Paul still needs a long time..."

Gao Jun shook his head, "Well, I'll take it. He and I are friends. It doesn't matter who you sell it to, right?"

The old man looked him up and down, "How much can you give me?"

Gao Jun stretched out his palm and said, "50 US dollars!"

The system said it was 117 US dollars, so you really shouted at this price? This old man was telling a story at first glance. Is it your granddaughter’s birthday? Even if your wife is going to give birth to a son, don’t even think about making an extra penny from me today.

.

Gao Jun can tell hundreds of such stories.

He could even say that the Indian guy next door abused his dog and that he had to treat the dog and sell insurance to save the small animal.

Stop making trouble...

The greatest sincerity between people is that I think you look like a bad pen.

The old man almost didn't mention it in one breath, $50?

But then Gao Jun asked before he could speak, "Do you have any procedures for this shotgun? The police station needs to approve the transfer."

As he spoke, he looked at the old man's expression. The latter's facial expression was stiff. Gao Jun suddenly knew something. He lowered his head and frowned, "You are making it difficult for me..."

"However, I also have a grandfather like you. He is also very good to me. I see his shadow in you. For $55, I want this gun."

As Gao Jun spoke, he took out a 50-dollar bill from his pocket. The picture of Ulysses Simpson Grant on it looked really stupid. He rummaged through his briefcase and found 5 steel coins inside, and handed it over.
To be continued...