Zhu Yu said hello to Aunt Susan and returned to his room.

Today, Sky Eye scans a lot of containers, but the energy actually used is not that much.

He has now discovered that after the upgrade of the Sky Eye, each scan not only becomes clearer, but also consumes a lot less energy.

This is a real good thing.

Start taking stock of your harvest.

After buying the emeralds, plus betting and winnings from betting, there was still more than $210,000 left.

In today's container auction, US$41,000 went out and US$145,000 came back. Now there is a net remaining of US$310,000.

In China, he would be considered a small millionaire.

But now the millionaires in China are really nothing.

After getting rich, Zhu Yu thought about his own safety.

The United States is a country where you can own guns. 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 looked at him with envy and jealousy at the container auction, Zhu Yu felt that he should really buy a gun for self-defense.

He called Paul:

"Paul, can you get me a gun license?"

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

It turns out it’s that simple!

Zhu Yu immediately took the money and went out 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 all when Zhu Yu bought a gun. She had a rifle at home.

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

Zhu Yu was a little excited when he saw the big gun sign.

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

He had really played with guns when he was in high school military training. He had a five-shot Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and shot 42 rings. The instructor at the time, a corporal, said that he shot well.

One sentence excited Zhu Yu for a long time, and of course the more important thing was because the instructor gave him three bullet casings.

According to his father Zhu Dahe, when he was a child, Zhu Dahe was a member of the militia and Type 56 submachine guns could be taken home.

Zhu Yu was five or six years old at that time and often played with a gun, but Zhu Yu could no longer remember it.

Entering the gun store, a fat fifty-year-old white man about the same height as Zhu Yu greeted him with a smile:

"Are you the Chinese Zhu who lives in Susan's house? Are you here to buy a gun?"

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

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

Zhu Yu happily filled it out.

After filling it out, Will pointed to the row of guns hanging on the wall and asked:

"Which one do you like? It's on sale now, you can choose a few!"

Zhu Yu took a fancy to a handful of five-six-and-a-half pieces at a glance!

He was very happy that here he could still see five or sixty-five people from China, instead of the guns from Lao Maozi's place.

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 military thorn.

"This is exported by your China North Industries Group Corporation. If you want to buy it, it's $980."

Zhu Yu took it without hesitation!

Next, Zhu Yu chose a Glock G19, priced at $850.

Originally I wanted to see if there was a big black star, but there wasn't one.

Then I bought a Remington 700 with a scope, which I used as a hunting rifle.

After buying a gun, I naturally wanted to give it a try. Will said cheerfully:

"Let's go, there is a shooting range behind, you can give it a try."

Zhu Yu excitedly followed behind with his gun in hand. A young man replaced Will, arranged a target position for Zhu Yu, and stood guard at the edge.

Zhu Yu thought he might be afraid that he couldn't play with a gun.

But to be honest, I haven’t done it for so many years, so I’m really a bit unskilled.

The young man helped Zhu Yu open the safety, load the bullet, press the bullet, and load the gun.

The man told Zhu Yu how to aim. Zhu Yu held five or six half, and he gradually became 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 are now as if he is wearing a scope, and he can see clearly from a distance of fifty meters!

Next, ten rounds of bullets were fired, except for one that had nine rings because I had to pull the trigger again because I held my breath for a long time, the others were all ten rounds!

Next are pistols, shotguns...

When Zhu Yu left the shooting range with satisfaction, the white young man was still a little confused.

Is this Chinese a natural shooter?

Judging from the movements and postures, he is really a novice. There is no exaggeration or pretense at all.

But looking at Zhu Yu's results, how does he look like a novice?

Zhu Yu took the gun license issued by Will and the gun in the gun bag, and drove back happily.

He had the pistol on 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 were still important goals that had not been completed, Zhu Yu would have wanted to apply to go hunting now.

As others have said, if you have a hammer in your hand, everything looks like a nail and you want to smash it!

To celebrate buying a gun, Zhu Yu called Joanna and wanted to have dinner with her.

Joanna said unhappily:

"I can't do that now. I've been living at home these past few days, and I have people picking me up from and to school. It's hard to go out alone..."

Zhu Yu had a bad feeling after hearing this, and asked:

"Did your father find out about your relationship with me?"

"Yes...yes." Joanna's voice was very low.

"What conditions does your father have? Does he think I am not worthy of you, or is it because I am Chinese?"

Zhu Yu clenched his fists, but then loosened them weakly.

This problem is really difficult to solve.

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

Hanging up the phone helplessly, Zhu Yu knew that now the only way to get Joanna's parents to change their minds was to get the real will as soon as possible, get the farm, and become a multimillionaire.

You must make money quickly!

Early the next morning, Zhu Yu came to the port cargo yard again.

Old John sent a message yesterday that there were container auctions in four warehouses today. Zhu Yu decided to go to at least one in the morning and one in the afternoon to earn half a million US dollars as soon as possible so that Robert could help get the will!

The first cargo yard that started shooting only had three containers, so not many people came here.

Zhu Yu didn't even know anyone, so he laughed.

It's better if no one competes.

Jason came up to him and said with a smile:

"Boss, one of these three containers came from China. By the way, the owner of the cargo 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 were carrying guns like him.

Turning his eyes to the container, he saw something familiar inside the first one.

Zhu Yu was happy.

What wonderful memories these were!


Chapter completed!