2: I found that Type 38 rifle!

A long rifle, firmly gripped in Su Yun's hand.

He examined the gun, his mind a blank.

"This..."

He stammered for a long time, unable to speak.

Inside, he affectionately greeted the system's ancestors for eighteen generations... Good heavens, the system called a type 38 rifle scrap metal?

In the Sea of Consciousness.

The flashing red dot had already disappeared.

This meant the scrap metal had been found, which was the type 38 rifle in his hand... He had seen it in anti-Japanese war dramas; this thing got stronger with stronger opponents... At this moment, dozens of fans and netizens in the livestream room recognized this gun!

Recalling Su Yun's journey so far.

— — [Damn! Streamer, are you a radar? How did you even find this?]

— — [This junk is awesome; picking it up means several years on the sewing machine!]

— — [I seriously suspect... the Streamer has some other abilities...]

Popularity +1 +1 +1... Popularity +1 +1 +1... The number of viewers in the livestream room began to increase by tens.

Su Yun was still in a daze.

Digging out a type 38 rifle, he was indeed amazing.

But, would there be anything else inside?

He crouched down and Su Yun tried hard to dig inside.

He dug to the bottom, dug to the left, dug to the right... Not far away.

The Woman in Black Stockings, wearing a black hip-hugging skirt, was hurrying back to her residence, swaying her waist.

She was holding a muscular man in her arms.

"What is that poor boy doing? Why isn't he leaving quickly?"

The Woman in Black Stockings frowned, an expression of disgust appearing on her pretty face.

From her sight, she saw Lu Chen lying at the entrance of the alley.

He was blocking her way home.

Thinking back to how Su Yun had just teased her... the Woman in Black Stockings felt a surge of anger: blocking my way to earn money is like killing me... For a moment.

The Woman in Black Stockings hugged the muscular man's arm even tighter.

"Brother, it's that boy in front; he bullied me..."

"He just now made me take off my shoes and my stockings..."

"Hmm!?"

The muscular man was consumed by lust.

Now, he only wanted to quickly show off his manly prowess!

"Freeloaders must die."

"That smelly brat in front!"

The muscular man let out a thunderous roar.

Some residents around the alley had their attention drawn... "Ah?"

At this moment.

Su Yun pulled one hand out of the hole.

Clatter, clatter, bullets wrapped in old oil paper fell to the ground.

Su Yun stood up, holding the type 38 rifle.

He looked at the two people walking towards him.

"What's the matter, big brother?"

"..."

"I..."

The muscular man opened his mouth.

His gaze fell on the type 38 rifle in Su Yun's hand... The curses he was about to utter were swallowed back with a "gulp."

Where did this super ruthless person come from?!

I just called out to you, and you pull out a type 38 rifle?

"I... don't kill me! Big brother, don't kill me!"

"This woman is yours!"

If I can't afford to provoke him, can't I at least run away?

The muscular man pushed the Woman in Black Stockings.

"Help, a murderer!"

"Help, someone is killing with a gun..."

He turned around and ran.

The Woman in Black Stockings stood rooted to the spot.

Her eyes, filled with terror, stared at Su Yun.

At this moment, she regretted it.

Why did she have to provoke this Handsome Man?

It was just playing around, playing around wouldn't kill her... Her two jade legs, encased in black stockings, began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Handsome Man, I, I was wrong."

"You... please spare me."

"Whatever you want to play, I'll cooperate, okay?"

The Woman in Black Stockings was so scared that tears streamed down her face.

Bang! Click!

Sounds of doors closing and locking rang out.

The residents who were watching the commotion a second ago now wished they could crawl into their home safes!

Call the police, must call the police!

... — — [Hahaha, big misunderstanding, the police will arrive on the battlefield in ten minutes!]

— — [A type 38 rifle in one hand, bullets in the other... anyone would be scared, right?]

— — [Eh? That muscular man wasn't stupid just now; he actually ran away...]

— — [It's over, it's over, can't explain it clearly...]

Popularity +1 +1 +1

Popularity +1 +1 +1

The more chaotic, the more people like to watch.

"I... give up."

Su Yun was speechless.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

"How about this, you listen to me now..."

Su Yun scratched his head.

The Woman in Black Stockings was teary-eyed.

"Handsome Man, I'll listen to you, as long as you don't kill me, I'll do anything!"

"Uh..."

Su Yun grinned: "First, call the police and tell them the location."

"Okay..."

The Woman in Black Stockings actually called the police.

Seeing her crying continuously, Su Yun also felt quite apologetic.

"Beautiful woman, if you have the chance in the future, why don't you change your job?"

"Now, even working professionals can take graduate entrance exams..."

"If not, you can take a graduate exam, pursue a doctorate..."

He often saw people on the internet giving advice, helping one person if possible.

After he finished speaking, the Woman in Black Stockings nodded, her face full of sincerity.

She didn't speak.

She was also afraid Su Yun would go back on his word.

"Handsome Man, why don't you try it?"

"You, you wouldn't go back on your word, would you?"

The woman looked eagerly, afraid Su Yun would renege.

"..."

— — [Puhahaha... I'm going to die laughing!]

— — [Woman in Black Stockings: I'm not at ease!]

— — [Outrageous went home to find his mom — Outrageous arrived home!]

— — [Picking up junk and finding a type 38 rifle, that's defying the heavens!]

— — [Streamer, look how sincere the beautiful woman is, why don't you stay for a bit?]

The livestream room's traffic broke the thousand mark.

The production team's backend staff quickly noticed Su Yun's situation.

Looking at the type 38 rifle and dozens of bullets... the staff were trembling with fear.

They rushed to the leader's office to report: "Team Leader, Contestant No. 54 found a firearm! And dozens of bullets!"

"Pfft..."

The monitoring team leader, who had just taken a sip of tea, couldn't help it.

"What the heck?"

"I remember, wasn't Number 54 Su Yun a junk collector?"

"Where did he pick up a firearm? And it even... has bullets!?"

Is this going to be an earth-shattering event?

"I... I don't know either..."

The staff member didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Who would have thought that a junk collector like him could find a type 38 rifle?

"Team Leader, I saw on the livestream monitor that local residents have already called the police."

"The police will be here soon."

"What do we do now? Do we need to cut the livestream?"

This was the first time the show's livestream had attracted the police.

"Not yet..."

"As long as Contestant No. 54 doesn't do anything out of line, there's no need to cut it."

"It's his ability to find firearms and bullets while collecting junk."

"Let's wait and see..."

The team leader waved his hand, signaling the staff to leave.

He himself.

Opened the office computer, found the show, and precisely searched for Number 54 Su Yun's livestream room!

At this moment... in the narrow, dirty alley.

A police car with blaring sirens appeared.

Four police officers in uniform.

As they got out of the car, they all, without prior agreement, touched the gun holsters at their waists.

Their gazes fell on Su Yun, and the more than one-meter-long rifle in his hand.

In an instant.

All four police officers' muscles tensed, and their pores bristled.

"Don't move!"

"Put down the gun!"