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Chapter 551

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Cyril looked at Li Du coldly and said, "I don't want to know them, but my fists want to know this pretty face of yours!"

A burly man eating pizza laughed and said, "Give him a punch, buddy. Let him see the power of Winslow's iron fist."

Li Du was unfazed by their threats.

He took a step forward to block Sophie and said nonchalantly, "What, you want to fight here? Why don't we find a place with fewer people and let me have a taste of your iron fist? "

The three furry kids sensed their hostility. Ah Meow darted forward, its fur standing on end. It stared at them and let out a shrill cry, "Meow!"

Although Crispy Noodles was not good at fighting, it was loyal to Li Du. Li Du stood in front of Sophie and Crispy Noodles stood in front of Li Du, brave and loyal.

Ah Ow stretched her neck and howled, "Awoo! Awoo! "

There were wolves in the national park. Hearing Ah Ow's howls and looking at her, one of the gem hunters said in shock, "D * mn it, this b * stard has a wolf!"

They easily recognized Ah Ow's true identity.

While the two sides were confronting each other, a man squeezed in. He had a lazy smile on his face and said, "Hi, Li, I'm so lucky to meet you here."

Li Du looked at him in surprise and smiled. "Akkalou? Buddy, you're here for the Winslow Carnival too? "

The person who had come was the playboy Akkalou. This fellow was a genuine playboy, and in his arms was a black-haired beauty with a slim waist and long legs.

The gem hunters glared fiercely at the Playboy and said, "Hey, here comes another kid with a pretty face. How about it? Shall we smash his nose bridge together?"

The Playboy whistled and said, "Cool, buddy. You guys want to hit me?"

"Of course, or you can put it another way. We want to 'caress' you," a burly man said as he peered at the Playboy's face maliciously.

The Playboy laughed and said, "You guys are bullying us with your numbers."

"Yeah, we like to bully people," Cyril said proudly.

The Playboy's smile became brighter and brighter. "Very well, this way I won't have any burden on my conscience."

Saying that, he waved his hand. "Guys, come over here!"

Clatter, clatter, clatter. Twenty to thirty young men walked over from one to the other. They were all Italian handsome men with handsome faces, tall and straight figures, and cold temperaments.

Looking at these people and the playboy who was still smiling without a care in the world, Li Du suddenly thought that Italy was not only rich in handsome men, but also rich in mafias.

The few gem hunters were surrounded by the crowd. This time, they were terrified, especially the handsome Italian guys who were surrounding them. They were holding wine bottles or barbecued meat in their hands. The wine bottles were very sturdy, and the barbecued meat rods were very sharp.

There was a security guard on duty at the carnival. Seeing them confronting each other, he hurried over and shouted, "Hey, what are you bastards doing?"

Under the cover of the security guards, the gem hunters squeezed through the crowd and left, their faces ashen.

The playboy let go of the beauty in his arms and hugged the shoulder of a security guard. He raised a bottle of wine and said, "We are celebrating the carnival. Cheers, friend!"

"Cheers!" A group of handsome Italian guys cheered.

With his arm around the security guard, the playboy walked away, and the Italian hunks who had gathered also separated.

Li Du had wanted to greet him and thank him for his help, although he was not afraid of these gem hunters who were hard on the outside but soft on the inside.

However, the playboy just walked into the crowd. Li Du tried to look for him again, but he could not find him. Now, there were more and more people coming to the carnival.

With that, he shook his head and came back, saying, "I saw a lot of heroes today."

Ah Meow had the demeanor of a martial arts master just now, and the Playboy had suddenly appeared to put on a good show. Then, he had disappeared. It could be said that he had killed a person every ten steps and left no trace behind. Of course, it could also be said that he had learned from Mao Zedong that he had done good deeds without leaving his name.

In short, Li Du owed him another favor!

There was nothing worth paying attention to in the carnival after that. There were a total of two days, and the repetition of things was very high.

They had originally planned to play there for two days, but Sophie had taken an early leave and had to go back to work. So on the 11th, the two of them returned.

Li Du sent Sophie directly to the hospital for work. When he returned to the campsite, he saw Hans using gun oil to polish an M4A1 rifle for maintenance.

He asked curiously, "Homeland Security didn't confiscate these guns?"

Hans said listlessly, "What right do they have to confiscate our property? The Declaration of Independence said that private property is sacred and inviolable. The country and the government have no right to take it away. "

Li Du was surprised. "These guns and equipment are private property?"

"Now they are," Hans said simply.

Li Du said, "You don't look happy? What's wrong? Isn't it a good thing that Homeland Security didn't confiscate the equipment? "

Hans smiled as if he was crying. "Good thing? F * ck good thing! Homeland Security checked the NSN serial number, and they are all legal civilian equipment! "

Li Du said, "Isn't that good? We have them legally. This is too shocking. Your country actually allows civilians to own military standard weapons? "

"Yes, it's too shocking. These weapons are not allowed to be traded! Not allowed to be sold! "Hans said through gritted teeth.

Li Du said, "Not allowed to be traded? Not allowed to be sold? "

Hans nodded helplessly. "Yes, according to the information provided by the NSN serial number, these weapons previously belonged to a retired Marine Corps officer. He collected them through legal channels, but they are not allowed to be traded or sold."

Li Du understood why he was unhappy. If these equipment could not be traded or sold, it meant that they could not make money, and they could only keep them to show off.

However, owning weapons in the United States was not a good way to show off. It was best not to expose these things, or they would become a ticking time bomb and a hot potato.

Just as he had feared before, these weapons were treasures to some violent people and criminals. For example, if someone wanted to rob a bank, they would definitely be interested in their equipment.

If they wanted to protect themselves, they had to not expose the existence of the weapons. They had to lock them in a storage room, preferably in a safe.

If that was the case, what was the use of these guns? Hunting? No, military guns could not be used for hunting. Posing? No, they had to keep it a secret. Fighting? No, he would be sent to prison for the rest of his life.

It was no wonder that Hans was depressed. Li Du was also depressed. Unless they went to war in the future and participated in a war, these things would be useless!

However, it was a good thing that they were not taken away by Homeland Security. At least they had a full set of military equipment in their hands. If they were attacked by violence, they could fight back.

Li Du could only comfort himself. Otherwise, if he continued to think about the disadvantages of collecting these guns, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back and cry with Hans.

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