Reborn into a Farming Family: My 18 Virtuous Wife is a Hero

[Burning Words] He lifted the iron plate to make a small opening, and Su Mu quickly reached out with his other hand and scooped a handful out.

Looking down, I saw a Black Star pistol. This is the name given to the Type 77 pistol made in China by the Taiwanese media. The name originated from the underworld, named after the black five-pointed star on its handle.

Su Mu only knew this much. After all, in her previous life, when Xu Yafei doted on her, he would sometimes tell her about the origins of these guns. But she wasn't very interested in these things back then, so he gradually stopped telling her about them.

She then took out another identical pistol and several boxes of ammunition. After confirming that the type of ammunition was compatible with the pistol, she put down the iron plate and restored everything to its original state.

The clothes she was wearing today had inner pockets, not big but just big enough to hold a handgun. Fortunately, there was a pocket on each side. The bullets were hidden in the outer pockets. After everything was arranged, just as she was about to walk out the door, the sound of brakes made her face change.

Those people are here!

Immediately, her small face tensed up, as if facing a formidable enemy. Her X-ray vision penetrated the iron gate, taking in the scene outside. Confirming that those people had not yet gotten out of the car, she nimbly turned around and hid behind a few oil drums on the side.

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open, and about ten men dressed in black walked in, each carrying a black safe.

The man leading the group was none other than the Japanese man named Kimura from last time.

He walked up to the black plastic sheet, reached out and lifted it up along with the metal plate. Someone next to him stepped forward and took the metal plate from his hand.

At a glance, there was a dazzling array of firearms and ammunition, most of which were made abroad.

He said something to the people behind him, but Su Mu couldn't understand what he was saying. He only saw the people behind him walk forward, open the safes in their hands, and pour the contents of the safes into the munitions.

Su Mu hid behind the oil drum and carefully examined the contents of the safe, which turned out to be guns of various sizes.

Aren't these the guns they took last time? Why are they being returned?

A short while later, the group emptied all the guns from the safe, packed everything up, and were about to leave when Kimura suddenly shouted, and everyone stopped in their tracks.

Kimura crouched down and picked up a cell phone from the ground. He asked the people around him if it belonged to them, but everyone shook their heads. They usually didn't carry cell phones when they went out on missions; they only carried walkie-talkies and pistols.

Kimura's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked up and scanned his surroundings with a sharp gaze, as if he could see through everything and find the people hidden among them.

Su Mu's breath hitched, staring in disbelief at the phone in Kimura's hand. She hadn't even noticed when it had fallen!

Oh no! There are her parents' and He Shengyu's phone numbers inside. If they call and ask even a few questions, the consequences will be far beyond what she can handle!

Thinking this, she felt a burning anxiety in her heart, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.

Focusing intently on the phone in his hand, a burst of mental energy shot into it, causing the phone to fall. Another burst of mental energy shot out in mid-air, splitting the phone in two and rendering it completely unusable!

Seeing this, Su Mu's tense nerves relaxed, and he continuously released two powerful and pure mental energies from a distance. Her brain instantly began to ache, and she leaned against the oil drum, her nostrils flaring, but she dared not make a loud sound.

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