After coming to this world for so long, Chen Zhengwei finally had a good sleep. There was no stench that could kill people, no rickety cabin, and no sounds of grinding teeth and snoring.
I didn't get up until noon the next day and slept for more than ten hours.
Chen Zhenghu has been waiting at the hotel for a long time.
After going downstairs for another big meal, Chen Zhengwei picked his teeth with a knife and opened his panel to take a look.
Chen Zhengwei
male
18 years old
Strength: 1.1 (1.2)
Flexible: 0.9 (0.9)
Constitution: 1.1 (1.1)
Skills: Sanda LV2, English LV0.
"It's not bad, I recovered very quickly!" Chen Zhengwei was in a good mood, and it seemed that he would be fully recovered tomorrow.
"Brother, brother?" Chen Qiaoniang called him several times before Chen Zhengwei turned off the panel and looked over. "Are you calling the soul?"
"You've been in a daze for a long time and you're still laughing. Did you think of something good?" Chen Zhengwu asked.
"What good things can happen? Just stay at the hotel these two days." Chen Zhengwei laughed and put the matter aside.
In the afternoon, Huang Baoru asked a worker to bring a pistol, 24 rounds of ammunition, and 400 yuan.
"Send me another 50 rounds of bullets. Just bring me these few bullets... How can I do something with such a petty attitude?" Chen Zhengwei took out a revolver with a long barrel from the box and checked it out while talking.
Different from the side-swing revolver that was common in previous generations, this is a stick-type revolver, also called a center-folding revolver.
After firing six rounds of bullets, you need to separate the gun handle and the runner connection position before the cartridge case will pop out.
This type of Wesson III pistol is very popular now, and the price is not high. It only costs 3 yuan and 75 cents. It can be bought in sporting goods stores and grocery stores on the street, but it is generally not sold to Chinese.
Of course, Chen Zhengwei didn't know this.
"Can you use it?" The person who sent the bullets had triangular eyes. Hearing Chen Zhengwei's words, he raised his eyebrows and said with a bit of ridicule and condescension.
After all, he has been here for almost ten years, and new people are just bumpkins in his eyes.
Chen Zhengwei silently opened the revolver handle, inserted two bullets, closed the gun, put the muzzle of the gun on the opponent's head, opened the hammer with his thumb and said with a smile: "Would you like to try this? Will the gun go off in my hand?"
"Be careful, don't get angry!" Triangle Eyes was startled by Chen Zhengwei's movements.
Chen Zhengwei kicked him in the stomach and cursed with a fierce look in his eyes: "Why the hell are you pretending to be like me?"
"In half an hour, send me 50 rounds of ammunition."
Triangle Eyes didn't dare to reply, got up and left with an ugly expression.
"Who is he?" Chen Zhengwei asked Chen Zhenghu with a sneer after he left.
The Bureau of Investigation will definitely send someone to investigate afterwards. This person seems unreliable at first sight, and he might have leaked his information to the Bureau out of spite.
After finishing the work and getting the money, kill this guy first.
Chen Zhenghu was startled by Chen Zhengwei's actions just now. When he saw him asking, he quickly said nervously: "Zhengwei, what are you going to do?"
"Wait for an opportunity to teach him a lesson!" Chen Zhengwei didn't tell the truth.
"He belongs to Mr. Huang and comes from the same place as Mr. Huang. He always talks like this. He doesn't take others seriously and doesn't take them seriously. And you just taught him a lesson..." Chen Zhenghu said.
"Do you know why you are not doing well here?" Chen Zhengwei sneered: "Because you are a coward!"
Chen Zhengwei discovered yesterday that Chen Zhenghu was too honest.
If it hadn't been for the fact that he had just arrived and had no useful people around him, he would have told him to get out.
Chen Zhenghu's face turned blue and white at these words.
Chen Zhengwei put his arm around his shoulders and said close to him:
"You don't want to eat well and drink spicy food every day, dress neatly like me, ride a carriage when you go out, have your own house, and find a few girlfriends?"
"Do you want to work hard all your life?"
"If you want to make money, you have to be bolder and help me with your heart. We are blood relatives. I have become famous. Can I leave you alone?"
After finishing speaking, Chen Zhengwei patted him on the shoulder twice, then let him go and let him think by himself.
"Think of where you can go to practice shooting, and take me there in a moment."
After a while, the man with the triangular eyes came back and handed a box of bullets to Chen Zhengwei, and said with a cold face: "Is there anything else you want?"
Chen Zhengwei opened it and took a look. After making sure it was okay, he waved him away.
The triangular-eyed man's expression changed after he had not gone far, and he cursed bitterly: "The bumpkin who just came here is so arrogant? I don't even know how he died."
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Chen Zhengwei still had nearly 580 yuan on him, so he took out 500 yuan. As his mind moved, the money disappeared directly from his hand.
Then Chen Zhengwei went to the bathroom, then opened the panel and selected the lottery.
He wanted to see what he could pull out.
I saw a grid on the roulette wheel in the panel emitting a faint white light, and opened it directly. Inside was a short-handled axe.
"An ax costs 50 US dollars... It's a bit dark!" Chen Zhengwei twitched the corner of his mouth. The best brothel in Chinatown only cost 1 to 2 US dollars a night.
This is what Chen Zhenghu told him
In the second grid is a short knife.
The third grid is a crowbar.
In the fourth grid is something that Chen Zhengwei is very familiar with, but in this era, it can be called an artifact.
Penicillin V potassium tablets.
"Is there such a good thing?" Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows. You must know that there are no antibiotics in this era, and the level of Western medicine is also very limited, especially when it comes to wound infections.
Either amputate the limb or wait for death. Or wait to die after amputation.
This box of 12 penicillin V potassium tablets is a life saver.
The first four grids were all white light, but the fifth grid was emitting green light. After opening it, Chen Zhengwei directly gained a skill point.
In the skills, there is an extra + sign after Sanda and English.
This made the smile on Chen Zhengwei's face become more obvious.
I had the intention to add English first, but thinking that I had to do things next, I decided to leave the skill points.
The five grids at the back are for axes, canned luncheon meat, canned fruit, canned fruit, and 12 bullets. The bullets are the same as those just delivered.
Chen Zhengwei thought about it, and the box of penicillin V potassium tablets appeared in his hand. There was no date on it.
The packaging looked similar to the ones I had seen before coming here, with Chinese characters written on it.
Then with another thought, the box of medicine disappeared from his hand.
Then he thought again and had an ax in his hand.
"That's convenient."
After a while, Chen Zhengwei returned to the room, picked up the oil lamp and looked at it for a long time, but could not put the clothes into the panel space.
It seems that you can only freely take the things drawn by the lottery.
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After a while, Chen Zhengwei and Chen Zhenghu went out and found a carriage to go to the countryside.
Let Chen Zhenghu and the carriage wait in the distance, while Chen Zhengwei took the gun and went to the woods to practice shooting.
You have to be familiar with using a gun. Especially the pistol. If you are not familiar with it, you will not know where it is three meters away.
It is common for two people to fire more than ten shots at each other from a distance of seven or eight meters, and miss even a single shot. Moreover, in this world, the level of science and technology is low, and the accuracy of guns is even worse.
After more than 30 shots, Chen Zhengwei's wrist was sore from the shock, but his accuracy was somewhat improved.
I opened the panel and took a look, and sure enough there was a shooting LV0 on it.
Although it is a good thing, I have a shooting LV0 after more than 30 years of shooting, and I have learned English for 10 years to get an English LV0...
Chen Zhengwei suddenly looked a little unkind.
Is this system blind? Or does it have a problem with itself?
Chen Zhengwei didn't hesitate much and directly added skill points to shooting.
It took me six years of Sanda training to reach LV2, and 10 years of English training to reach LV0. This shows that the standard for skill upgrading is not low.
As the shooting became LV1, a lot of information about shooting poured into Chen Zhengwei's mind. Even when he fired again, his hand felt much better and his accuracy improved a lot.
Chen Zhengwei also roughly understood the difference between LV1 and LV2.
LV1 is probably a marksmanship that has been practiced specifically for several months to a year, and it is considered to be a beginner.
LV2 means that he has a certain level, which is a bit higher than ordinary people, but he has not yet reached the level of a professional, just like his Sanda LV2.
After more than a dozen shots were fired, Chen Zhengwei left the woods.
