"What on earth are you doing?" On the way back to the Zhang family's home after leaving the shooting range, Zhang Jianghe, who was sitting in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed and relaxing, suddenly became angry at Tangcheng. "Since you have decided to stay away from right and wrong and trouble.
, you should act like an ordinary person honestly and don't let anyone notice you. This is the best way to hide. But you just made that set of things in the shooting range. Don't you know that Big Laowang is a
Gun crazy! If someone like this notices you, do you think you can be stable in the future?"
Zhang Jianghe's seizure occurred suddenly. Not only Zhou Hongzhuang, but also Tang Cheng, who was concentrating on driving, did not expect it. Slowly stopping the car on the side of the road, Tang Cheng took out his cigarettes and carefully smiled with Zhang Jianghe. "Uncle,
What's wrong with you? I didn't do anything just now? If you tell me what I just told Big Lao Wang, then there's no need to worry at all. I know what you're worried about, but the intelligence office can't call us Lao Tang's family.
Stop the inheritance!"
What Tang Cheng and Zhang Jianghe said sounded completely unrelated to each other, so Zhou Hongzhuang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was confused. Although Zhang Jianghe still had a cold face, he also extended his hand.
Taking the cigarette he handed over, Tang Cheng immediately laughed and explained to Zhou Hongzhuang. "What I was worried about just now was that the Big Pharaoh would recommend me to the superiors to join the assassination team. Once I join the assassination team, unless I am seriously injured,
Either become disabled or die and die for the country, otherwise it will be difficult to turn back."
"That's what I'm talking about. My father was a martyr, and I am the only child of the Tang family. According to military rules, the only son in the family will never be drafted. What's more, my father won a medal after he died for the country.
So. So, if I am like this, there is 100% chance that I will not be recruited into the assassination team, and my marksmanship is also practiced. As long as I can persist and suffer losses, anyone with a little bit of shooting talent can be like me.
marksmanship and reactions.”
"You said it lightly, but I'm afraid that the situation above will be tense. What will you do when the time comes?" Zhang Jianghe smoked a cigarette, but his expression did not soften at all. After all, he is an old man from the intelligence agency, and he is concerned about some dirty activities secretly.
, Zhang Jianghe asked himself that Tangcheng was no better than he understood. "I remember that when your father was still alive, he often said that to be successful in life, you need to keep a low profile, otherwise you will bring trouble to yourself and your family."
"Yes, yes! Isn't that what you old people rely on to make a living? I was wrong. It's all my fault. I have also remembered this lesson and will never do it again in the future!" Zhang Jiang finally figured it out.
What was He worried about? Tang Cheng was busy with Zhang Jianghe, and Zhou Hongzhuang was present to help intercede. Zhang Jianghe's expression finally softened, but the warning in his eyes did not disappear.
Tang Cheng started the car with an innocent face, but after getting back on the road, Tang Cheng suddenly suggested going to that Sichuan restaurant called Chen Kee for lunch. "I guess if we keep making such a fuss a few times, the guy upstairs won't be able to hold on anymore."
I’m so excited that we’re going south to Chongqing. So, we should adapt to the tastes of Sichuan people in advance. When we get to Chongqing, there will be pepper and chili peppers in every dish there!” Tang Cheng’s last words were intentional.
It's for Zhang Jianghe, because Zhang Jianghe can't eat spicy food.
"You don't have to worry about it. I don't believe that in such a big city, Chongqing, I can't find a place to eat!" Zhang Jianghe, who was teased by Tang Cheng with a deliberate wink, gradually relaxed and reached out to knock on Tang Cheng.
With a burst of laughter, she did not forget to retaliate to Tang Cheng in her words. Zhou Hongzhuang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pursed her lips and laughed secretly. The bickering between the uncle and nephew made her feel warm and kind.
feel like home.
"Ah! It's snowing outside!" Zhou Hongzhuang, who had been silent until now, suddenly pointed out the car window and shouted. Tang Cheng, Zhang Jiang and Wen Yan each turned their heads and looked outside through the car window. They looked a little gloomy at first.
Snowflakes were really falling in the sky. It was snowing. The mood of the three people in the car in Tangcheng did not get worse because of the heavy snow in the sky. Instead, they were slightly happy, especially on Zhang Jianghe's face.
A smile emerged.
A snowy day is a good day to eat hot pot. As soon as he entered Chen Ke's door, Tang Cheng immediately asked Chen Ke's boy to prepare the hot pot. Looking at Chen Ke's lobby, there were already people who had already jumped in and started eating hot pot.
Chen Kee specializes in Sichuan cuisine. Although it is not as spicy as local Sichuan, it is enough to make Sichuan people in Nanjing city recall the taste of their hometown. Tang Cheng's mother is originally from Sichuan. After his father passed away, Tang Cheng often accompanied his mother to this restaurant.
Chen Kee, so he was very familiar with Chen Kee.
Tang Cheng did not go to the private room above Chen Ji. Instead, like other diners, he chose a table in the lobby on the first floor. The hot pot ordered by Tang Cheng was brought to the table by the waiter, and various side dishes were also served one after another.
Then it was served to the table, and soon a full table was set up. Zhang Jianghe, who never liked spicy food, watched Tang Cheng and Zhou Hongzhuang with great interest, only waiting for him to eat a piece of mutton stained with oil.
, he was immediately overcome by the spicy smell and coughed. When Tang Cheng saw this, he offered to make him a clear soup, but Zhang Jianghe refused. After a few times, he got used to the smell and ate better than anyone else.
like.
"Haha, it's great. I have to eat hot pot on a snowy day!" He took out a few chopsticks of meat slices and ate them. There were beads of sweat on Zhang Jianghe's forehead and nose. Looking at Tang Cheng and Zhou Hongzhuang, their expressions were as usual.
No discomfort at all. "When I was young, I lived with a master in Chengdu for a while. We also often ate hot pot at that time. It was even more numb and spicy than this!" Zhou Hongzhuang put down her chopsticks after she was only half full.
While sipping the soda, he took vegetables out of the pot for Zhang Jianghe.
"You eat by yourself, I can take care of myself!" After a few times, Zhang Jianghe, who gradually got used to it, pushed the small plate piled with meat slices in front of Zhou Hongzhuang. "You young people should eat more, our family doesn't have that much.
Being poor means it's a good thing to be able to eat." Zhang Jianghe, who was in a happy mood, liked the well-behaved Zhou Hongzhuang more and more, and then turned to look at Tang Cheng, who was happily eating and his face was shiny, but he was full of contempt.
The snow is falling heavily, and it doesn't look like it will stop for a while. The three people in Tangcheng have nothing to do today. After Chen Ji has a big meal, Zhang Jianghe is going to watch a play, but Tangcheng is going to where he used to go.
That leather goods shop. "You kid, please listen to me. Don't associate with those big-nosed people with yellow hair in the future. Although it didn't say anything above, you and I both know that there are not many good people among these foreign big-nosed people. You'd better be on your own."
Be careful, don't wait for trouble to happen, no one can save you."
Knowing that Tang Cheng was going to find the foreigner named Joseph, Zhang Jianghe couldn't help but lectured Tang Cheng. Naturally, Tang Cheng did not dare to refute. He could only say that he had ordered something from that store earlier.
This is for picking up the goods. "I don't care so much, you can go and take Hongzhuang with you. After that, you go to the theater to pick me up. We will come here to eat in the evening. I saw that their twice-cooked pork is also very good."
."
Knowing that Zhang Jianghe must be hiding something from himself and Zhou Hongzhuang, Tang Cheng didn't say much. He just followed Zhang Jianghe's request and first drove Zhang Jianghe to the theater where he often went, and then drove with Zhou Hongzhuang.
Went to Joseph's fur shop. "Don, my friend, I haven't seen you for a while!" Tang Cheng's arrival made Joseph very happy. He first gave Tang Cheng a bear hug, and then didn't blink.
He looked at Zhou Hongzhuang, as if waiting for Tang Cheng's introduction.
Naturally, Tang Cheng would not satisfy Joseph's request to get to know Zhou Hongzhuang, and just took Joseph to the backyard of the leather goods shop. "What happened to the things I ordered from you before?" Joseph's leather goods shop was still the same as before.
It was messy and disorderly, and the aisle connecting the backyard was filled with leather materials and some semi-finished products. Zhou Hongzhuang, who was following the two of them, couldn't understand what the two Tang Chengs who were talking in English were saying.
All my thoughts are devoted to carefully avoiding those things in the aisle.
The things that Tangcheng asked Joseph to order were not actually that important, at least that's how Joseph saw it. A suitcase with an obvious British style was opened by Joseph, and several quick-draw buttons made of stamped thin steel sheets were revealed.
Joseph took the gun holsters out of the suitcase and arranged them one by one on the table. "You said before that you would use hard cowhide to make this thing. After I tried it, I found that the hardness was not high enough and the finished product was easily deformed.
"
"Then I thought of using this kind of thin steel sheet with good elasticity. A very popular metal wallet in Europe uses thin steel sheets of this material. I have tried these with my own hands.
The one with the top painted red is suitable for ** pistols, and the black one is suitable for m1911. The magazine bag you mentioned, I still use hard cowhide, which is the same as you requested. Whether it is the one on the table or the magazine bag, there is one on the back.
The clip can be clipped onto your belt.”
These quick-draw holsters that Joseph took out from the suitcase made Tang Cheng ecstatic. Although the quick-draw holsters made of thin steel sheets were inferior in weight to those made of engineering plastic injection molding in later generations.
Quick-draw holsters, however, are unique in this era. Tang Cheng picked one up from the table and looked at it carefully. He found that the main bodies of these quick-draw holsters made by Joseph were still cowhide and thin steel.
The use part of the piece is only the clamp part on the back of the quick-draw holster and the lower end of the quick-draw holster.
After looking at it carefully for a while, Tang Cheng pulled out an m1911 pistol from his waist with his backhand, and then inserted the m1911 pistol into a quick-draw holster. The feeling that the size was just right made Tang Cheng happy, and then he followed Joseph's prompts, and with his left hand
He removed the steel clip on the back of the holster and quickly buckled it on his belt. "Yes, it's almost the same as my previous request!" Tang Cheng jumped on the spot a few times and found the quick-draw holster buckled on his belt.
Without affecting his own activities, Tang Cheng gave a thumbs up to the smug Joseph. (To be continued)