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"Bang!"

"Bang~ Bang~ Bang~"

Gunshots rang out repeatedly at a shooting range in West Detroit.

Thea lay on the ground, and with each shot fired from her rifle, her shapely buttocks, encased in camouflage pants, trembled.

Meng Ran, sitting behind her, was incredibly tempted.

After what happened with Reg last night, his first thought was to buy a gun and take the CPL (Concealed Carry License) test.

After I told Thea about my idea, she said she knew a Middle Eastern gun shop owner in Dearborn.

And so.

The two of them appeared at this shooting range today.

And you know what? With the boost of [Mental Strength: 15], Meng Ran picked up firearms extremely quickly.

But Thea really didn't have much talent.

She fired two more shots, emptied the magazine, checked the gun, and then got up by pushing herself up.

She took off her gloves, snatched the water from Meng Ran's hand, and plopped down in the chair next to him: "I hate people like you who learn everything so quickly."

Meng Ran was amused by this remark.

Honestly, he used to hate people like that too!

Just as they were having a good time, a bearded Middle Eastern man walked over and said to the two of them:

"I've already registered you. Remember to come to the firearms course on Saturday. It's an 8-hour course. Once you get your certificate, you can apply for a concealed carry permit."

Regarding gun ownership, Meng Ran was surprised to find that the control over "short guns" was actually more stringent than that over "long guns".

In Detroit, if you want to buy a rifle, shotgun, or other long gun, all you need to do is be over 18 and fill out a form.

The whole process can be completed in half an hour.

However, if you want to buy a handgun, you must first be at least 21 years old.

You also need to have a Concealed Possession License (CPL) or a Firearm Purchase Permit (LTP). Either one is mandatory.

Furthermore, if you only have a "gun purchase permit" but not a "concealed possession permit," even if you buy a handgun, there are many restrictions, and it's easy to break the law.

Fortunately, applying for a concealed carry permit is not too difficult.

For "good kids" like Meng Ran and Xi Ya who have no serious criminal record, they should be able to get their certificates in a month or two if all goes well.

The thought of this filled Meng Ran with excitement.

Back in the country, you could only watch videos and feel the effects without truly understanding them.

just now……

I'm about to start collecting stamps!

If I have the chance in the future, I'd like to go to Eastern Europe, the Middle East, or Africa and collect some second-hand missiles, tanks, or something similar. That would be interesting.

I was just daydreaming.

Reg called him instead.

Once connected.

Before Meng Ran could speak, Reg said urgently, "Everything has been done according to your requirements. Where are you? I'll send you the video and photos of the workers handling the waste."

"Come to the entrance of the 2nd Precinct police station, I'll be waiting for you here."

Meng Ran quickly chose a suitable place. If Reg was willing to come to the police station entrance, it proved that he didn't have any malicious intentions.

"Do I really have to go to the police station?" Reg definitely didn't want to go, and he didn't have any bad intentions either.

"I happen to be here on business. Don't worry, your problem isn't under the police's jurisdiction."

"OK, OK, I'll be there in half an hour," Reg agreed through gritted teeth.

After saying that, the two hung up the phone. Meng Ran held up the phone and said to Thea next to him, "It seems that we won't be able to go see your parents today."

Having already arrived in Dearborn, the two had originally planned to have a meal at Thea's parents' house.

"It's alright, we can just go to the police station to apply for a gun purchase permit." Thea chuckled.

After laughing, she asked curiously, "How exactly did you convince the leader of the River Rat Gang to help you record those things?"

"I told you so many times last night, Jimmy sent them to cause me trouble. Six of them came to ambush me..."

"Alright, alright..." Thea rolled her eyes at Meng Ran, speechless. "If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to. You have to make up a story that no one will believe."

"..." Meng Ran was speechless. He had finally been honest for once, and you didn't believe him?

More than twenty minutes later...

Meng Ran's car was parked in front of the police station in the 2nd district.

The last time the two of them came here, it was because they were arrested for beating up Jimmy; this time, if you trace it back to the source, it's still because of Jimmy.

"How's Reg's temper? Will we clash later?" Thea asked nervously. She had never met an African American gang leader in Detroit before.

"There won't be any conflict; he has a very gentle temperament."

This assessment made Thea's lips twitch uncontrollably: "Do you think the word 'submissive' is appropriate for a gang leader?"

"Most of their gang members are just workers who process waste in the scrap yard; the ones who are actually responsible for fighting are only about twenty or thirty people."

"Aren't twenty or thirty enough?"

"Anyway, not much."

"You shouldn't deal with them anymore. These people are really dangerous. They might start extorting you one day when they're short of money," Thea warned.

Meng Ran was about to reply when she saw a black car slowly approaching in her rearview mirror.

soon.

The black car stopped in front of Meng Ran's car.

Tessa got out of the driver's seat and quickly went around to the passenger side to help Reg, who had difficulty moving, out of the car.

"Is that Reg?" Thea whispered.

"Yes, get out of the car, we'll sit in the back." Meng Ran said, pushing open the car door. He didn't want anyone sitting behind him; it would be ridiculous if someone shot him in the head.

Thea quickly followed and nervously sat down in the back row with him.

Tessa and Reg had some doubts, but they didn't say much and obediently sat down in the front row.

"Just the two of you?"

"Is there a difference between two people and six people to you?" Reg turned his head to the side and handed Meng Ran a file folder with a helpless tone.

Upon seeing this, Thea blinked her big eyes twice rapidly.

What does that mean?

What do you mean by saying there's no difference between two people and six people?

No way?

Could that absurd story be true?

Meng Ran ignored Xia's reaction, reached out and took the file bag, then opened it.

Inside was a stack of photos, all showing different workers handling waste without protective gear.

In addition, there is an MP4 player and a USB flash drive.

Fearing that Meng Ran might not understand, Reg proactively explained, "The video file is on the USB drive, and there's also a copy on the MP4 file. You can verify the content of the video now."

"Reg, you're faster than I expected," Meng Ran praised with a smile, then turned on the MP4 player.

Upon hearing this, Reg's pent-up negative emotions from the previous night inexplicably erupted.

He said in a complex tone, a mixture of anger and pleading, "You acted much faster than I expected! I beg you, please don't put bullets under my pillow anymore!"

These words were spoken.

Thea, who was standing next to Meng Ran, had eyes that looked like they were about to explode.

She slowly turned her head to look at Meng Ran, who stood calmly to the side, and quickly adjusted her expression—she was worried that her shock would ruin Meng Ran's plans.

However, the calmer she appeared on the surface, the more turbulent her inner world was.

Thick~~ceremony~~ crab!

What is that gang leader on the other side saying?

Should we put bullets under his pillow?

real or fake?

This sounds so unreal!

In fact, Meng Ran, who was looking down at the video at this moment, was also somewhat surprised.

But his expression remained unchanged as he said, "It was just a little joke."

"That joke isn't funny at all! You scared my boyfriend! He was already injured, and he didn't sleep all night. He's almost at his breaking point!"

Tessa, unable to contain herself any longer, suppressed a laugh while indignantly, and at the same time took the opportunity to tell Meng Ran what state Reg was in last night.

"Shut up, Tessa!" Reg panicked and quickly looked at Meng Ran to explain, "Please don't misunderstand, Tessa didn't mean anything by it..."

"It's alright." Meng Ran reached out to stop Reg from apologizing.

Then, looking at Tessa, he said with a double meaning, "Madam, you are very brave, and I admire brave people."

"Thank you, I just wanted to protect the people I care about." Tessa's words were also ambiguous.

"That's good." Meng Ran nodded and turned his gaze back to the MP4 in his hand.

The car fell silent immediately.

Meng Ran was focused on watching the video, while Xia was intently stealing glances at him.

As for Tessa and Reg, they would exchange glances from time to time, but it was unclear what they were communicating about.

About 10 minutes later, Meng Ran fast-forwarded through the video.

Surprisingly, Reg handled the situation beautifully, or rather, with great ingenuity. He didn't argue with Howard; instead, he humbled himself and pleaded with Howard throughout.

Howard was flattered by him and said many things he shouldn't have, which strongly proved that he was the real boss behind the scenes.

well.

Very good!

I'll go to the association later and find that old guy to have a good chat.