Chapter 1,751 Type 92 Pistol
At this time, everyone in the whole bar was laughing. Some people were laughing so hard that their stomachs hurt.
It is conceivable that Lu Xuan's words are so humorous and funny.
"Ruozhu, your boyfriend doesn't do cross talk, does he?"
"Yes Ruozhu, your boyfriend's eloquence is really amazing!"
"——"
The colleagues standing next to An Ruozhu were also laughing, and asked with a smile beside An Ruozhu.
An Ruozhu was also smiling very happily. This bad guy was so funny when he talked.
However, when he heard the questions from his colleagues, An Ruozhu shook his head and said, "He's not talking about cross talk."
"Is he a magician?"
"Maybe he's playing billiards!"
"——"
Listening to the beautiful stewardess colleagues beside him talking to each other again, An Ruozhu couldn't bear it anymore and said, "He works at Tengyuan Group!"
"So he is a clerk. Looking at your boyfriend, he is so outstanding, he must be a small cadre, right?" A beautiful stewardess asked curiously.
If it were said that Lu Xuan was the chairman of Tengyuan Group, no one would believe it.
Thinking of this, An Ruozhu didn't bother to explain, nodded and said nothing.
At this time, Wang Zichen heard the joyful laughter around him and was about to vomit blood with anger. This damn Lu Xuan actually made such a big fool of himself. I'm not done with you!
Wang Zichen's eyes flashed coldly, and he suddenly reached for his waist with his right hand and pulled out a dark pistol.
"Ah!" The appearance of the pistol caused countless women to scream.
Wouldn't it be scary if a gun suddenly appeared?
Now, everyone knew that the thing Wang Zichen pointed out he had was actually a pistol. He suddenly pulled out a gun, frightening many timid flight attendants.
However, Lu Xuan had a cigarette hanging sideways in his mouth and a scowl on his face. His calm look attracted countless side glances.
What I have to say is that although Wang Zichen took out a pistol, he also "pulled it out".
It felt as if Lu Xuan knew what Wang Zichen would come up with, and he was a little bit confused.
Wang Zichen heard a lot of screams, and many people were trembling with fear. He said with a somewhat proud look: "All men like this thing, you should be interested, right?"
Lu Xuan glanced at the dark pistol, curled his lips and said: "The 9 pistol is a self-defense or military combat pistol provided by military commanders and special forces and other combatants. It is mainly used to kill living targets within a distance of 50 meters. After the pistol bullet can penetrate the 232 helmet steel plate in the normal direction within 50m, it can also penetrate the 50mm thick pine board. The killing effect is better than the 9mm Para bullet. The cavity effect formed by the warhead invading the human body is 2.5 times that of the Para bullet!"
When Lu Xuan finished speaking these words in one breath, the entire bar was eerily silent. Everyone looked at him blankly, even though most people here did not understand Lu Xuan's explanation.
But what Lu Xuan said was so professional that everyone's shoulders trembled several times.
Since he spoke so professionally, Lu Xuan must be an expert in ordnance. Many people are speculating that Lu Xuan may be a billiards player, a magician, or a crosstalk talker.
Now it seems that he may still be a soldier!
My God, why does he seem to be good at everything——
Everyone was thinking about Lu Xuan, feeling a mysterious feeling about him and admiring him immensely.
Many young flight attendants looked at Lu Xuan with nymphomaniacal smiles. The more they looked at Lu Xuan, the more handsome they felt. He was so handsome.
Fu Xinbo was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Who is this kid?
And Wang Zichen couldn't believe his ears. How could this boy named Lu Xuan know so much about guns and speak so professionally.
He didn't even understand the power of the gun in his hand, but he actually understood it so thoroughly. This guy is really not simple, Wang Zichen thought to himself, feeling cold sweat break out on his back.
Fu Xinbo reacted first and gave Wang Zichen a wink, which meant don't be cowardly. This kid must just like to read magazines about national defense knowledge.
Wang Zichen looked at Fu Xinbo's eyes and felt a little more at ease. He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and said with a faint smile: "Brother Lu, it seems you know a lot about this gun."
"How about I give it to you to play with?" Wang Zichen said, picking up the pistol, and seemed to be handing it to Lu Xuan, but instead he pointed the muzzle of the gun at Lu Xuan and handed it over.
"——"
Everyone was shocked when they saw it, and they actually pointed the gun at people. What if it went off, it would kill someone!
Undoubtedly, Wang Zichen seemed friendly, but he was actually humiliating Lu Xuan.
Do you dare to answer it? If you answer it, I will kill you with one shot!
Wang Zichen sneered in his heart. He had never fired this Type 92 military pistol. If Lu Xuan went to get the pistol, he could find a reason to fire it and kill Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan's various humiliations made Wang Zichen very angry.
I really want to kill Lu Xuan quickly——
At this moment, the huge bar was eerily silent, as if you could hear a pin drop.
This Wang Zichen seems to be a soldier, and a soldier who can carry a gun must have a high military rank.
Everyone was a little worried for Lu Xuan. An Ruozhu clenched her pink fist tightly, extremely worried about Lu Xuan. Although this bastard was very bad, his crime would not lead to death.
Just when everyone thought Lu Xuan would retreat in fear, suddenly Lu Xuan moved and struck out like lightning. At the moment when everyone only saw the shadow of a hand.
Lu Xuan actually snatched the pistol from Wang Zichen's hand.
Wang Zichen had no time to react. He exclaimed: "What do you want to do!"
It could be seen from his reaction that he had no intention of lending the gun to Lu Xuan. After all, it was a gun, and no one would hold it for others.
At this moment, Lu Xuan played with the gun in his hand and exclaimed: "The Type 92 military gun is really good."
Wang Zichen said with some fear: "Give me the gun quickly."
And Fu Xinbo couldn't help but take two steps back. Such a fast skill just now meant that Lu Xuan was not simple. And he had a gun in his hand. Who would dare to challenge him again.
If Lu Xuan is so crazy that he wants to kill someone, who can stop him?
Therefore, Wang Zichen and Fu Xinbo were both frightened and turned a little pale, as if they were overplaying their hand.
Originally, Wang Zichen wanted to scare Lu Xuan, but now he was frightened by him, and he almost died of fright.
