Wait, wait, I'll stop running. I'm tired. I'm so tired.
Huff, huff. Tangleh said breathlessly.
Brother, you're so useless. You can't even run two steps. Ruth teased Tangleh with a smile.
Stupid girl, I have food and bullets on me. I'm as tired as a grandchild. You don't even come and help me. You're just laughing there.
Thinking of this, Tangleh stopped running. He stood there and said, Ruth, don't run. Look at the time. If you're late, we'll all be scolded. Ruth saw that Tangleh was about to get angry, so she quickly apologized and acted coquettishly.
Ah, bad brother, I'm playing with you. I can't even joke. Okay, don't be angry. I'm calling a taxi, okay?
After saying that, she stopped a taxi. Tangleh softened. Okay, I forgive you.
Ruth said with a smile, I knew brother wouldn't really be angry with me. Sitting in the car, Ruth began to distribute the things she had bought.
This is brother's. This is mine. The biscuits and chocolate are mine. The canned food and sausages are brother's.
We'll leave half of the cola at brother's house. Remember to bring it for me when you go to school. Two bottles a day. Give brother seven big bottles of milk. And fresh fruit? Give brother the fruit too!
Ruth, why do I have more than you? You bought so much. Don't you want to eat more?
Bad brother, I'm taking care of you. Dad works so hard, and the family's expenses are so high. I bought so many things for you to bring back. It can reduce the family's burden. Hearing this, Tangleh was so touched that he didn't know what to say. Ruth, I appreciate your kindness. Dad will be very happy when he finds out. Don't tell dad. He will be very sad if he finds out. Tangleh wanted to say something, but thinking of the family situation, he understood and patted Ruth's shoulder.
Back home, Butler Stan saw Tangleh carrying so many things in his hands. He was shocked and shouted, Young Master, you're wasting money again.
Why did you buy so many things? Oh my god, there are also guns and bullets. Why do you need so many bullets? Are you going to war?
And you bought so much milk. If Master were to find out, it would be strange if he didn't scold you until you were drenched in dog blood.
Tangleh looked at the butler with a grin. Stan said unhappily, "Why are you still grinning? I was just thinking about how to talk to Master later." Tangleh comforted the butler, "It's okay. Lu Si paid for all these."
Oh, so it's Miss Lu Si who's paying. Then there's no problem.
During dinner, his father asked Tangleh, "Did you go out with Ruth today?" Yes, Dad. Tangleh didn't dare to look up. He ate in small bites. Did you have fun? Not bad, right? I heard from the housekeeper that you bought a great many things, all at Ruth's expense, most of them. This time, the father was silent for a while.
Thank Ruth for me when you go to school tomorrow. Tell her that Papa is sorry for not being able to take care of them. But no matter what, Papa will always love her! This time, Tangleh said, "Papa, I believe Ruth will be very happy to hear this."
After dinner, Tangleh went to his father's room. His father was editing an article on a typewriter. When he saw Tangleh, he asked curiously, "My child, what's the matter?"
Tangleh thought for a while and told his father, "Papa, today I went out with Ruth to buy a lot of things. When I passed by the gun counter, I saw a lot of guns and liked two of them, so I bought them. That's not a problem, right, Papa?"
Old Carter looked at Tangleh for two minutes. Tangleh felt goosebumps all over his body. Unexpectedly, Old Carter replied, "I thought it was something serious. Why are you telling me such a small thing? What kind of guns did you buy?" "It's an M870 and a .38 caliber M911!"
"Anything else?" "No, Papa." "I didn't expect my child to like this. When I was young, I used to play with them at home. Have you registered as a member of the gun club?
Not yet, Papa. Find a time to become a member. Then you can practice shooting. Oh, and don't forget to go to the police station to get a gun license. Otherwise, it's illegal for you to own a gun. Remember? Remember, Papa.
Oh, Papa, I bought some Elvis Presley records. Don't we have a record player at home? You can listen to it when you have time. Elvis Presley records? That's great. I like his songs the most. It's a pity I'm too busy to buy them!
"You don't have the money to buy them," Tangleh said to himself. "Anything else, my child?" "No, Papa." "Alright, if there's nothing else, you can go now. Papa has to work."
At the same time, Ruth was talking to her mother at home. "Did you go out with Rolans today?" "Yes, Mama. We had fun. That's good, baby. Did you buy anything for your brother?"
"Yes, I did. I bought a lot. Milk, canned food, fruit, everything."
"Open the door, open the door. Is everyone dead?" "Hurry up and open the door." A rude man's voice came from downstairs, interrupting Ruth and her mother's conversation.
"Mama, that drunkard is back," Ruth said in disgust. "It's my child. That damn drunkard is back." "Mama, how did you marry that drunkard? Ah, don't talk about it. It's a long story!"
The next day, after school, Tangleh went to the nearby police station to register his firearms and obtain a license. After filling out the registration form, he got his license half an hour later. After that, he went to the Shooting Club. "Hello, I would like to apply for a membership card here. Yes, sir, please wait a moment," the pretty salesgirl said sweetly. The salesgirl gave the form to Tangleh to fill out. After filling out the form and paying $100, Tangleh got his card 15 minutes later.
"Sir, this must be your first time here. Let me introduce the services here. You are now applying for a basic membership card, which is also known as an ordinary membership card. You can practice with the firearms that you brought here, such as pistols, shotguns, shotguns, etc." "Automatic weapons or semi-automatic weapons, heavy machine guns or cannons are for senior members. Do you understand, sir?"
"Senior member? The annual fee for a senior member is $30,000. As long as you pay the full $30,000, you will immediately become a senior member. " "$30,000? Are you kidding me? I can't even make $1,000 even if I sold myself." Tangleh said loudly, "Sir, you are so humorous. You are so handsome. If you sell yourself, I think it will be more than $30,000."
Hearing this, Tangleh didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said to the salesgirl, "Your mouth is really sharp. Pretty lady, I won't joke with you anymore. Can I go to practice shooting now?" Then she led Tangleh into the shooting range. The shooting range was located at the bottom left of the club. The field was very wide. As soon as they walked in, they could hear the ear-piercing sound of gunfire. However, because they had earplugs, they couldn't hear the ear-piercing sound.
The salesgirl led Tangleh to the No. 38 shooting range and said to the staff standing on the side, "Clooney, take him with you. He is the first customer here." Then she left by herself. A tall and burly middle-aged man came to Tangleh. "Hello, my name is Dias Clooney. You can call me Crewe.
You are here for the first time, right? " "Yes," Tangleh replied. "Have you played with guns before?" "No." "Never." "Oh, that's a little troublesome. I'd better start from the basics. I am your shooting coach. You can call me Mr. Crewe from now on. What kind of guns do you want to practice?"
"Pistols and shotguns?"
"Let's practice shotguns first." Hearing Tangleh's words, Crewe took a shotgun from the side and gave it to Tangleh. Then he put on the earplugs for Tangleh and said, "Watch me do the movements first before you practice."
After saying that, he began to teach Tangleh the knowledge of firearms. "This is the bullet, this is the M870 shotgun. First hold the gun steadily, then pull open the stock and load the bullet. Next, close the loading port, open the safety and fire. After saying that, he raised his hand and fired a shot." I was demonstrating just now. Now it's your turn. I'll watch you. Don't be afraid. If you don't know, just tell me. "
Tangleh took the shotgun in his hand and learned the method the coach taught him just now. He held the gun steadily and pulled open the stock. It was easy for others to do it, but it was difficult for him. The reason was that the loading port couldn't be pulled open for a long time. "Ah, ah, ah." Tangleh struggled to pull it open with his hands. The coach at the side was stunned. It was the first time he saw such a scene.
"Young man, have you not eaten? Don't you even have this little strength? "
Tangleh blushed. "Wahahaha, I'm dying of laughter." The young man next to him held his stomach and laughed. Hearing others laughing at him, Tangleh's face turned even redder. He simply put the gun vertically against his shoulder and pulled hard. With a click, the loading port was pulled open for Tangleh. "Wrong, wrong, young man. You have to close the safety first." After saying that, he forcibly stopped Tangleh from loading the gun.
"You can't be sure that there are no bullets in the chamber. If there are bullets in the chamber and the safety is not closed, your head will be gone if you accidentally touch the trigger just now.
"Young man, you should go back and practice your strength first. You can't play with this guy without strength. I think you should practice with the pistol first. Looking at your current state, you should practice with the .22 caliber revolver first. Hearing Coach Crewe's words, Tangleh had to obediently take the pistol handed to him by the coach.
"This is a .22 caliber. Watch me demonstrate first. Don't make any mistakes later. Open the magazine first and load it. The magazine can hold six bullets. You put them in one by one. When it is full, close the magazine and pull out the hammer at the back of the magazine. Then you can fire. If you are not sure if there are bullets after a few shots, you can turn the magazine with your hand and fire again. It's that simple. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Tangleh replied.
"Do it once and see." Tangleh opened the magazine according to the coach's instructions, loaded the bullets and pulled out the hammer. "Well, you did well this time." The coach praised Tangleh. "Hold the gun level and steady with both hands. You have just started practicing, so you can't shoot with one hand. When you are proficient, you can learn to shoot with one hand."
Tangleh held the gun with both hands and breathed nervously. He did not fire for a long time. "Don't be afraid. It's always like this for the first time. Relax." A bang sounded. Tangleh's hand that was holding the gun was lifted up because of the recoil of the gun. The bullet did not hit the target and flew somewhere.
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