Chapter 2585
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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When everyone heard Brother Mu Zi Xi say that the handgun was taken from a foreigner, they mistakenly thought that the handgun was made by a foreigner. That meant that the handgun was definitely made by a foreigner and would not be named after the model name of the handgun in Country Z.
What Mu Zixi said after that was like a huge slap to everyone who doubted Yun Jian, a resounding slap to their faces.
"What? Dog, what did you say? Repeat it for us! " Mu Zixi heard his brother's words and his face suddenly changed. He looked at his brother and said loudly.
Mu Zixi's heart was filled with a huge question mark. He frowned slightly and swept his eyes across the scene. He was stunned for a moment before he said:
"I said that the model of this gun is a Type 64 handgun that was developed by Country Z? What? Did I say something wrong? "
Just as Mu Zixi's brother finished speaking, Mu Zixi had already jumped down the stairs and walked towards Yun Jian. At the same time, Mu Zixi lightly spoke to Yun Jian:
"F * ck! You really know guns! 'Awesome!' Just look at these scattered parts and you can recognize the model of the gun! I almost thought that you were in the military! "
After Mu Zixi's words, his brother finally understood what was going on.
Mu Zixi's brother stared at Yun Jian in shock as well and spoke to her in front of the stunned crowd, "Brother Yun, you're the one who's being bullied.
"I have studied guns for so many years. This gun is scattered and I can't even recognize the model of the gun at a glance. May I ask, how did you recognize the gun at a glance?"
Mu Zixi's brother was called Jing Cheng. He was a very casual person. Usually, other than understanding his own hobbies, he didn't like to talk to others. If he was asked a question in public, he would blush.
Now that he heard Mu Zixi's words and knew that Yun Jian was able to recognize the type of pistol with just one glance, Jing Cheng's interest was immediately piqued. He rushed to Yun Jian as if he had picked up a bargain.
In fact, it was not only the surrounding people who wanted to know the answer to this question, even Yun Mu was filled with doubts.
What had happened to her sister, Yun Jian, in the past fifteen years?
"She guessed it by chance, right?" Wan Youyou still didn't believe it. She glanced at Yun Jian and was silent for two seconds before speaking.
Sure enough, after Wan Youyou said this, Yun Jian said, "It's just a feeling."
Did he recognize the model of this pistol just by feeling?
To put it nicely, he recognized the pistol based on his intuition. But to put it bluntly, wasn't it just a coincidence?
Wan Youyou spread her hands and made an expression that said, "Look, that's the truth."
Wan Youyou lived in the poorest slums of Quzhou. She was also a frog at the bottom of a well. She didn't know much about pistols and naturally didn't know that there were many types of pistols in the world.
For someone who didn't know much about pistols, it was simply a fantasy if you blindly guessed the type of pistol.
If someone who didn't know much about pistols guessed it one day, then congratulations, you could immediately buy a lottery ticket and win the five million grand prize.
"Coincidence? You don't know how many types of pistols there are in the world! "Jing Cheng argued with Wan Youyou.
Then, when Wan Youyou's expression changed, he asked Yun Jian again, "Then how did you recognize the model of the pistol by feeling? Can you teach me? "
When Jing Cheng spoke to Yun Jian again, he had already changed the way he addressed her from "you" to "you."
Who knew that after Jing Cheng asked this, Yun Jian would lightly pat her pants that were stained with dust from sitting on the steps and pull Yun Mu down the steps.
Everyone thought that Yun Jian didn't plan to pay attention to Jing Cheng and was about to leave.
But who knew that when Yun Jian walked halfway, she suddenly turned around. Her beautiful eyes flashed sharply, but she only left Jing Cheng with a sentence that everyone present didn't quite understand, but they trembled from head to toe.
"One day, when you have no choice but to hold all kinds of guns in your hands and fight enemies, you will naturally be able to recognize the type of gun by feeling."
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
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