Villain son, you kneel down, Mom begs you to do something

The corner of Gu Siming's mouth twitched, "Old Di, what are you trying to do?"

"Reselling arms? It's illegal on our side."

Brady's back sank into the back of the sofa, and a smile appeared on his overly good-looking face. "I'm not selling it, I'm a pure collector."

They are all life-saving guys, how can they be sold.

He is not short of money to this extent.

Moreover, coming here to resell these things is not courting death.

Gu Siming closed the refrigerator, "Put it in the refrigerator for storage? What's your hobby?"

He couldn't find anything to drink, so he wanted to sit back on the carpet and continue to study weapons, but when he saw Lades' back busy in the kitchen, he walked over by a ghost.

"Mr. Rudders needs help?"

Lades was washing the pot, when he heard a voice behind him, he turned his head slightly, "No, you can just rest in the living room."

Gu Siming nodded in agreement, but he didn't really want to help, he just wanted to see the bullets in the trash can.

I have to say that Brady's house is full of surprises.

Gu Siming glanced at the basket full of bullets, clicked his tongue and shook his head. As he turned to leave the kitchen, he caught a glimpse of something in the microwave and tilted his head in confusion.

"Mr. Rudders, is there a gun in the microwave?" He stared at the microwave, looking through the glass.

"Yes."

Lades washed the pan and put it away.

These are all the operations of the prince.

The prince said that if one day the enemy forced him into the kitchen, he would have a weapon to defend himself when he opened the microwave oven.

Gu Siming was speechless about this operation.

He didn't know if he would be forced into the kitchen by the enemy. He only knew that if he didn't pay attention that day, someone would be blown up accidentally.

I don't understand, I really don't understand at all.

After looking at the kitchen, Gu Siming returned to the living room.

Mu Cheng assembled the weapon in a decent manner, while Su Miao casually sat aside and watched.

When several people got together, Mu Cheng suddenly asked for a drink.

It is rare for Mu Cheng to take the initiative to say that he wants to drink.

He said so, there is no reason not to agree.

Before the dinner was ready, the wine was drunk first. Before drinking, Su Miao instructed Gu Siming to throw the weapons in the living room into the room.

It's not that Su Miao is too cautious, but it's better not to touch these weapons when drinking, because it's easy to be dangerous.

Several people sat together, drank a few glasses of wine, and gradually talked more.

Su Miao sat with one knee bent, with her hands on her knees, holding the unfinished wine in her hand, "Mu Cheng, after working so hard for so long, it's finally time to reach the final."

"Yeah, we're finally going to the finals, let's follow you." He sighed.

Su Miao lifted her eyelids slightly, and her rosy lips curled slightly, "It seems that you never said why you are so obsessed with games, and that's all you have to do."

"But your friends' goal is not this." Yu Guang noticed Gu Siming's expression ready to refute, and she added, "At the beginning."

She said a long time ago that if Mu Cheng wants to take the game path, he should change to a more professional team.

Brady didn't know what happened to them before, so he didn't make a sound, just sat aside and listened quietly.

Mu Cheng took a sip of his wine before making a sound, "I like games very much, but compared to my friends, games are not that important to me."

"I like games, but I prefer being with my friends."

Maybe it's because I drank a little wine, and I didn't usually say anything, but after drinking, I said it all in one go.

"Because of my mother's health, I have had no friends since I was a child. Only they are willing to make friends with me and are willing to visit my house."

"When I was bullied by my classmates when I was young, they were by my side and stood up for me."

"Maybe it's just a simple matter for them, but I always remember that they stood up for me."

"I don't want to drift away from these friends, so I want to build common hobbies with them."

"It's because of this idea that I got the game team." He said intermittently, drinking while talking.

Gu Siming didn't expect that this was the reason why Mu Cheng joined the gaming team. He always thought that Mu Cheng liked it.

They are friends and often play together. If one person likes it, the other person will naturally like it too. It is because of this that he started to like games.

Suddenly hearing Mu Cheng say this, he felt a little sad for no reason, and he punched Mu Cheng on the shoulder.

"Even if we don't play games together, we won't drift away from you."

"We are good friends who grew up together with our pants off. How could we drift away?"

Mu Cheng touched the place where Gu Siming had beaten him, "Who grew up with you taking off your pants, you took them off, but I didn't take them off."

"Isn't this a metaphor?" Gu Siming smiled, "And we're all men, so why not take it off if you take it off?"

Brady: "I'm afraid of the handle, what are you afraid of?"

He doesn't like this kind of talk.

Mu Cheng still has at least a few friends, but he doesn't have any.

Mu Cheng: "..."

Gu Siming: "..."

What a handle.

In order to dispel the sad emotions just now, Brady enlivened the atmosphere, and Mu Cheng also cooperated quite a bit, drinking one cup after another.

Su Miao played with the lighter with her fingertips and did not join in the fun. She watched the three of them drinking high-strength drinks one after another like crazy.

The first to fall was Gu Siming.

Rades looked at the freshly cooked meal and then at Gu Siming, who was lying on the carpet. He reluctantly took off his apron, changed from a chef to a driver and bodyguard, and sent the person back.

After Mu Cheng and Brady clinked glasses again, Brady complained about Mu Cheng, "You hypocritical human being, you have so many people who love you, you are so sad."

"Friends are sincere, parents and brothers love you, why are you sad?"

"Are you as miserable as I am, you are sad."

Mu Cheng looked at him, his cheeks flushed slightly due to alcohol, "What is a hypocritical human being, you make it seem like you are not human."

Brady's mouth is faster than his brain, "It's only half."

After he finished speaking, he realized that he was talking fast, and he calmly made up for it, "Half of it means that I am human, but I am not hypocritical."

Mu Cheng said "Oh", "Brady, can I ask you something?"

"No."

He guessed what Mu Cheng wanted to ask, so he refused.

The more he did this, the more Mu Cheng wanted to know, he put down his glass, "Brady, what did you do to my mother?"

"Did what? I didn't do anything."

Mu Cheng: "You must have done something, otherwise my mother's health would not have suddenly become so good."

"Since you visited my house and came into contact with my mother, my mother's health has improved, but you have begun to weaken."

No matter what he said, Brady had that look on my face that I don't know what you're talking about.

Mu Cheng pursed his lips, "Even if you don't admit it, I know that's what happened. You helped my mother."

"Brady really thank you."

"I really don't understand." Brady said viciously.