There's something wrong with me

Chapter 77 [Pistol?] (5.3)

You spotted an intruder.

roadside.

While Zhang Feng was looking for the pistol that seemed to have been knocked out, he looked at the text prompt.

This hint came when Zhang Feng recognized the intruder in the restaurant.

'There's the gun.'

At this time.

Zhang Feng searched for a while, then bent down and picked up the Type 54 pistol on the side of the road.

And there is a text reminder of it in the field of vision, but it is all garbled.

【hope? …]

【？》】

【Cracking】

Take a glance.

Zhang Feng only understood the last line.

after that.

Zhang Feng wanted to take it apart to see how many bullets were inside, but found that he couldn't.

This gun seems to be one piece.

But fortunately the insurance can be turned off.

Otherwise, Zhang Feng really wouldn't dare to carry this strange pistol.

Click—

Turn off the safety and put it in the waistband behind your back.

It's its own now.

Look around again.

Zhang Feng looked at the car lights and picked up a broken lighter.

It doesn't look like it belonged to the invaders, but rather tossed away by passers-by.

'Nothing else was knocked out.'

After taking a final sweep, Zhang Feng walked back to the car, bent down slightly, and looked at the front of the truck carrying the boxed cargo.

The paint has chipped a bit and it's dented a bit.

Zhang Feng touched the injured part of his old friend with his hand, and some paint was removed.

'I'm sorry for your hardship.'

Zhang Fengqian breathed a sigh of relief.

As I recall, I worked in the car during the day, and sometimes slept in the car at night when I was traveling long distances.

After years of companionship, Zhang Feng felt distressed at this moment.

Although these memories can be blocked, Zhang Feng has not experienced them.

'People and things develop feelings after spending a long time together.

Not to mention this thing, it's my life dependant on it.'

Zhang Feng thought that there were still a few thousand dollars at home, so he took out some tomorrow to touch up the paint and repair the front of the car.

Although this set of measures is of no help in terms of force, Zhang Feng just wants to do it.

Now that you have the intention, do it.

Zhang Feng was familiar with some books on Yin-Yang Taoism and knew that this was called "unity of knowledge and action."

It means that inner cognition should be transformed into actual action, so that one can "follow the heart and let everything be natural" without being disturbed by distracting thoughts in the mind.

If you have distracting thoughts, address them instead of blocking them.

This is also because Zhang Feng learned from the incident with the guest that if one practices without cultivating the mind, the consequences will be very serious.

Just the sheer volume and complexity of one's own memories, as well as various life experiences, will inevitably lead to ideological divisions in the future, which will cause big problems.

Zhang Feng was very clear about what he was thinking, so he had been focusing on cultivating his mind in recent years.

Even during the 30 years of "Master, Baby World", I started reading Buddhist and Taoist books on spiritual cultivation.

It was also the foundation at that time that the overclocking of the "visualization" of the undercover world could be achieved quickly.

But in these few years.

Zhang Feng pays even more attention to these.

Especially the guests who travel around the world.

It is an absolute wake-up call.

'We should take precautions against any problem.'

Zhang Feng thought as he returned to the car.

……

midnight.

Back to the slaughterhouse.

Zhang Feng’s home is in the small dormitory at the back.

The houses here are simple ones, and there are also some brick houses.

Anyway, it's in the suburbs and is located in the factory, so you can just build it casually these days.

Whatever is convenient for you.

"Is Lao Zhang back?"

When the old man at the factory gate saw Zhang Feng coming back, he also came out of the small house, pulled out the chain and opened the old-fashioned iron gate.

"Trouble." Zhang Feng drove away, not to the dormitory at the back, but to the front.

Arrived at the factory gate.

Zhang Feng met a strong man who had just come out and asked him, "Xiao Mao, is the meal ready for midnight?"

"It's done, Uncle Zhang." The strong man pointed towards the kitchen. "I just finished eating and am going back to sleep."

He said this and asked curiously, "Uncle Zhang, why did you eat in the middle of the night? I remember you don't like to eat much in the middle of the night. You said you had stomach problems.

If you eat too much and then go to sleep, you’ll be in pain the next day.”

"It hurts, so what?" Zhang Feng knew about his chronic stomach problems, but it wasn't a big deal. "Sleeping hungry is even more uncomfortable."

"Uncle Zhang is right." The waiter scratched his head. "Uncle, I'll go back first. You should go to bed early after dinner."

"Okay, you can take a rest." Zhang Feng nodded and walked towards the kitchen.

In the previous few hours, Zhang Feng also took the time to open a few meridians.

The body's energy consumption has increased, so you must eat more.

As for the meat factory, there is not much of anything there, just plenty of rice and meat.

There is also midnight snack for those who work overtime.

Of course, you can eat it even if you don’t work overtime.

Boss Li is a very honest person to his own people. He keeps fat and strong guys in the factory.

Only Zhang Feng and a few others were relatively thin.

Boss Li is made to look like a black-hearted and treacherous businessman.

……

goo goo~
Early in the morning, the chickens in the factory crowed.

In a simple single dormitory.

Zhang Feng shook his head and got out of bed, feeling that this factory dormitory in the middle of nowhere was really cold.

Then, my stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

Wow!

Pick up the digestive tablets that are always available on the table.

Zhang Feng chewed two pills dry and quickly put on his clothes.

Waiting to go out.

In the relatively spacious small courtyard, there are people brushing their teeth, washing their faces, and so on.

The air was also filled with the smell of livestock feces and blood.

Mixed with the scent of toothpaste and shampoo, and the aroma of rice wafting from afar, it's so damn refreshing.

Hatu-

After Zhang Feng finished washing up and put his things back into the house, he did not walk around, but leaned against the door in a daze.

The first is to open up the context, and the second is that I have never experienced factory life in that era.

Now that I have experienced it in person instead of relying on my memory, it feels quite novel.

But less than two minutes later, Boss Li came from the factory with five big men.

Meet Zhang Feng.

He immediately asked, "Lao Zhang, what happened to your car? Are you okay?"

As he said this, he looked around at Zhang Feng.

The five big men also looked around and asked questions.

"Brother Zhang, what happened to you last night?"

"Uncle, why are you in a daze? Did something really happen?"

"I have some paint over there. It's leftover from painting the walls. Do you want some?"

"Brother Zhang, don't listen to him. His paint isn't for cars. How can it be used on a car?"

"By the way, brother, are you going to repair the car today? If so, I'll go get the jack first. We'll inflate the car and then send it to the repair shop. They'll just paint it."

Several people were offering suggestions or asking questions.

"What's going on? Why are they all surrounding Master Zhang?" At the same time, several waiters came over from a distance.

"What's the matter?"

Some of them came to watch the fun and gossip, while others wanted to help.

Zhang Feng saw a group of people surrounding him, so he waved his hands and said, "Don't be so angry, my car is fine to begin with, it can be fixed by them.

But I'm afraid you guys will break it again if you tinker with it."

Zhang Feng said as he walked towards the cafeteria, "Let's go and eat."

Even though my stomach feels uncomfortable, I still have to eat.

In addition, Zhang Feng plans to train his stomach first, so his stomach problems will soon be effectively relieved.

"What's going on?" Boss Li chased Zhang Feng for a few steps and whispered, "What did you hit? Judging from the marks, whose cattle or sheep did you hit?"

Although this trace could also be a person, Zhang Feng was too calm, as normal as usual, and there was nothing strange about his words.

So Boss Li didn't think about it that way.

"I bumped into a sheep." Zhang Feng also made up a sentence.

"It really is a sheep?" Boss Li became excited. "Is it on its way to deliver the goods? Is it from our area? If it's someone we know, we need to talk to the owner.

Don’t wait for them to find you.”

"It's from the suburbs of He City." Zhang Feng walked to the factory gate. "I met the owner at that time and paid compensation. Don't worry, eat."

Come to the canteen.

Zhang Feng brought a few pig's trotters and some braised meat.

Who knew I hadn’t even taken two bites.

Boss Li, with his broad figure, sat down opposite and said, "I just forgot to tell you something.

Do you still remember Director Lin? He's the friend I mentioned to you several times before, my friend.

"Yeah... I know." Zhang Feng swallowed a mouthful of meat, "He runs a home appliance refrigerator factory."

"It's him." Boss Li picked up the pig's trotter from Zhang Feng's plate.

"Brother Li, Brother Zhang." At this time, several guys from the factory also came to eat.

"Let's not talk about that for now. Let me talk to your Brother Zhang first." Boss Li waved to them, then looked at Zhang Feng and said, "He has a batch of color TVs to deliver, and asked you to go there around noon.

Have it delivered to Muong City, Khanh Province, about a thousand kilometers away."

Boss Li said this while gnawing on the pig's trotter.

“Well… and please don’t refuse.

If the driver from his factory hadn't been out for something, they wouldn't have let us haul that truckload of televisions worth tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Even though we've been friends for many years, this truckload of stuff is too expensive."

"Well...indeed." Zhang Feng was also eating pig's trotters and thought about it.

Since we don’t know how to find other invaders now, why not take on a big job first?
Pulling big ass TV.

Just wander around and you might bump into him. "How much is the shipping fee?" Zhang Feng asked.

"Five thousand." Boss Li wiped his mouth, "It's not a small amount."

"It's quite a bit." Zhang Feng has been delivering goods for decades and knows that this price is very fair. "The current oil price is 2.5. If we deliver to Qing Province, including the bridge toll and oil costs, the long-distance freight price is about 4 yuan per kilometer.

Roughly speaking, four thousand sixty or four thousand seventy.

Director Lin even gave me an extra three or four hundred."

"Hehe." Boss Li laughed, "Maybe his TV is too expensive, so these three or four hundred are for you to drive more steadily and not shake his TV apart."

Boss Li said this and then changed the subject, "I was just joking, don't be angry with Director Lin.

He also explained why he gave more.

He said he was worried that Master Zhang would be out of town and wouldn't be able to find a delivery job in a short period of time, so he considered it as living expenses."

"Hmm." Zhang Feng ate his pig's trotter silently. "This Director Lin is quite an important figure."

"Of course!" Boss Li laughed and said, "I'm such a straightforward person. If someone is not a good person, would I deal with him?
Don’t you agree? Lao Zhang.

"Yes." Zhang Feng put down the pig bones and touched his oily hands on his work clothes.

"I'll go get my car repaired later and come over to pick up some work at noon."

"Okay." Boss Li nodded, then shook his head and said, "If I could drive, I would go.

Moreover, Director Lin also said that he would give you a discount of 200 yuan when you buy a TV.

My TV is broken, and I want to buy a new one."

"Just tell me you want this discount." Zhang Feng smiled and shook his head. "When I get back from delivering the goods, let's go to his factory together to buy a TV."

"You said so!" Boss Li handed Zhang Feng a pig's trotter. "Come on, Lao Zhang, have another one. This one has more meat."

……

morning.

Zhang Feng repaired the car and went to the home appliance factory dozens of miles away.

Arrived at the door.

Zhang Feng called,

"Director Lin, I'm here."

"Sorry, Master Zhang." Director Lin seemed to be in the city, and the environment was very noisy.

“I’m not in the factory, I’m outside on the street.

I'll let my son pick you up now. He'll go with you to deliver the goods and collect the payments. Please take good care of him."

"Okay." Zhang Feng was already prepared for someone to follow him. After all, this thing was too expensive, and he also had to collect the cash payment.

For an outsider, this is definitely a bit unsettling, which is normal.

However, Zhang Feng originally thought that it was an old man from the factory who followed him, but he didn't expect that it was the factory director's son who followed him.

Isn’t that enough?
Zhang Feng looked at the large factory building in front, which contained televisions, refrigerators, and everything else.

This looks like a scale of tens of millions.

He let his son personally oversee goods worth hundreds of thousands of yuan? And it was in cash?

Detective Zhang Feng instinctively felt that something was wrong.

And about a few minutes later.

A handsome young man with a sunny look walked out of the factory and came to the front of the car.

"Are you Brother Zhang?"

He looked at Zhang Feng in the car.

Thin and honest was his first impression of Zhang Feng, and he had a very good impression of him.

"Yeah." Zhang Feng also looked at him.

He looks to be in his twenties, but seems to have just graduated from school and his behavior is a little reserved.

Just a quick glance.

Zhang Feng knew that there was nothing wrong with this batch of goods, but Director Lin wanted to train his son.

Decades of life experience have enabled Zhang Feng to understand some of the mundane things in the world.

"Director Xiaolin."

Zhang Feng didn't delay after he figured it out, and greeted him in the car.

"Your dad told me to go directly to the factory to load the goods. They need them urgently. I'll go to the loading area first, and then get off the car to talk."

"It's just ahead." When Xiao Lin heard the name Director Xiao Lin, he immediately felt happy and hurried to lead the way for Brother Zhang.

……

In the factory.

The workers were loading the goods, and Xiaolin was watching from the side.

in the car.

Zhang Feng touched the gun at his waist, wanting to hide it.

Because Xiaolin is an outsider after all, and there might be temporary security checks when getting on and off the highway.

Zhang Feng didn't want to cause any more trouble and let others see through him.

Otherwise, they will be troublesome problems that cannot be solved in a short time.

Thinking.

When Zhang Feng took out the gun, he found that the garbled code had disappeared.

The text has deciphered it.

[Exclusive items for the Temple of Time and Space]

[Xixinde's Recovery Pistol Type 2: Normal, Epic, Recovery]

[Effect 1: The binding of the Space-Time Palace has been released]

[Effect 2: Under the rules of the Temple of Time and Space, it will restore 1 bullet per minute until the magazine is full.]

[Effect 3: Cannot be disassembled]

[Effect 4: Entry copied]

【Effect 5: Double Happiness】

'Copied?'

When Zhang Feng saw this double entry, he knew that it also existed in reality.

It was an unexpected surprise.

But what needs to be hidden still needs to be hidden.

Although it looks quite powerful now, has many effects, and has a high bonus to me at present, it is also a trouble.

I thought to myself.

Zhang Feng lifted up the bed (long seat) behind the driver's seat.

Looking over, you can see the machinery inside the car.

There is also a small wooden box above the corner.

Normally when I own a sports car, I like to put the money in it when I get the payment.

To avoid encountering robbers on the road.

At this moment, Zhang Feng placed the gun in a small compartment where the temperature was not high.

Furthermore, according to normal world rules, normal bullets will undergo high-temperature testing during the manufacturing process.

Normally, the gunpowder inside will not spontaneously ignite at ordinary high temperatures.

And this gun, although not a normal gun.

But it is precisely because it is abnormal that it may be more heat-resistant.

"It should be okay to hide here, right?"

Zhang Feng was not very sure, but how could he know without trying?

Just don’t think too much and hide it.

Put the seat back in place again.

'As long as I have all the necessary documents and am underweight when I go through security, I won't panic.

Then there is a high probability that the whole journey will be smooth and no one will dismantle the entire car for inspection.

……

Have lunch at the power plant at noon.

in the afternoon.

Zhang Feng set off with Xiaolin.

Things turned out just as Zhang Feng had expected.

Although I encountered a security check along the way.

But Zhang Feng looked steady, and Xiaolin looked curious about making a big car.

One of them is honest, and the other looks like he just stepped out of the school gate.

No one would take the entire car apart to look at it.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The inspector opened the trunk, randomly checked a few TVs, and then let Zhang Feng go.

Just that night.

ten o'clock.

Hua Hua Hua—

It rained heavily.

At this moment, Zhang Fengcai had just driven off the highway for twenty minutes and was driving along a suburban road.

But visibility was too low.

For safety consideration.

Zhang Feng wanted to find the nearest town and gas station to stop, but after asking several drivers on the way, he found out that the nearest one was a twenty-minute drive away.

Plus it was raining, so it might take more than an hour to get there.

"I had originally planned to rest on the next suburban road around twelve o'clock."

Zhang Feng shook his head and glanced at Xiaolin, who was now exhausted after his curiosity faded.

"We might have to sleep outside today."

"What's wrong with being in the suburbs?" Xiao Lin didn't quite understand, but he did understand a little. "Isn't it unsafe?"

"It's okay." Zhang Feng didn't feel safe or unsafe.

Because twelve meridians have been opened now, the physical fitness has also increased by 1.3.

If you really encounter a robber, then fight him.

……

At the same time, ten kilometers away.

Under a big tree by the roadside.

A slightly fat man in his thirties was not afraid of being struck by lightning at all. Instead, he took shelter under a tree.

“Thunder may strike trees, but it may not strike the tree where I stand.”

He was wearing ordinary sportswear, holding his casual jacket above his head with both hands, looking at the thunder and lightning in the sky. "But... I'd better dodge. If I really get struck to death, it would be too unfair for me."

The man came out from under the tree again and squatted beside the road.

Brush brush brush—

The big raindrops hit his clothes, making him look depressed.

“I shouldn’t have done the mission at night.

I took a taxi from the city to this desolate mountain and searched for a long time, but still couldn't find the target of the mission, 'Brother Qi'.

Didn’t the mission say that they were robbing people at night?
Are they going to stop working just because it’s raining? That’s really unprofessional.”

The man was very depressed, and then he looked back at the road he had come from. "Now it's so bad, the drivers on the road don't dare to stop when they see me hailing a car in the middle of the night. I really have to walk back."

He talked to himself for a while, seeing that the rain was not going to stop for a while, and that he was already soaked.

So, he just gave up and ran back.

But we had only walked less than half a mile.

Huhu—

He saw a box truck coming from behind with its lights on in the rain.

This car seems to be a new hope.

Suddenly.

The man smiled brightly as if he had found a safe haven, and quickly stood on the road, shaking his clothes and saying:
"Master! Stop for a moment!"

(End of this chapter)