MTL - Examination of the Imperial Examination-Chapter 11 revolver

Friday, June 29

Early the next morning, Alvin rubbed his still closed eyes, pulled the curtains, opened the window, and a golden sunlight came in, bright and gentle.

Walked into the alley last night and found that Mr. Drunk was not following, he went back and followed the Mr. Drunk for a while, until he walked across Palm Elm Street towards Lower Street, Alvin didn't follow him again, he The clothes of Xiajie are too eye-catching to appear in Xiajie. Xiajie has narrow streets and intricate roads, and it is easy to get lost. Anyway, as long as you make sure that this drunkard will not come from downstairs again tonight.

It was twelve o'clock when I got home. I packed up the dishes that I didn't wash for dinner. After washing, I locked the doors and windows. I felt uneasy. I put the dining table behind the door. After doing all this, I lay on the bed in the bedroom, busy After a day, he was tired lying on the bed and soon fell asleep.

Alvin covered his mouth with his hand, yawned, opened the bedroom door, glanced at the position of the door, the door lock and dining table had not changed at all, and walked directly to the bathroom, after washing, put the dining table back to its original position, Went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for myself.

Since he was going to Williams' place at noon, he decided not to go to the stall today. He planned to read a book after breakfast and practice calligraphy by the way. When it was about noon, he would take the public carriage to the Warriors and the Sea Bar and find William Mr. James.

After breakfast and cleaning up, his house welcomed a guest, the landlady's housekeeper, Ms. Laila, who said that tomorrow night, Mrs. Rosa Bonnard would hold a small literary salon at home, hoping that she would Alvin, who was able to participate but had no plans to go, suddenly thought of Marie, Mrs. Rosa Bonnard's personal maid, and wanted to take this opportunity to visit the situation, so he agreed. (This section of the housekeeper dialogue may be a bit long-winded, so I won't write it)

After seeing off Mrs. Rosa Bonnard's housekeeper, Alvin closed the door, holding the exquisite invitation letter in his hand, returned to the desk, and put the invitation letter in the drawer.

He picked up "Tragedy on Earth" and was about to start studying. With his current learning ability, he had already read through the three Mongolian learning books yesterday, and he would have to go to Williams at noon for a while, so he only learned one book today.

"Famous and Sages Collection" Four Characters Collection

But when you do good deeds, don't ask about your future; it is convenient for you to be with others, and convenient for yourself. Be kind to people, and respect them over time.

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At one o'clock in the afternoon, with 50 pounds of cash in his pocket, Alvin pushed open the door of the Warriors and the Sea Bar on time. At this time, there were not many people in the bar. He passed through the gap between the wine tables and came to the bar.

"Good afternoon Jack" Alvin leaned back, put one hand on the bar, and greeted the bartender Jack with a smile.

"Good afternoon, you didn't go to the pier today?" Jack asked after glancing at Alvin without the drawing board on his back.

"As you can see, I gave myself a vacation." Alvin pointed to his back.

"I'm on vacation, I really envy you, do you want a drink?" Jack pointed to the wine cabinet behind him.

Suddenly thinking of what happened yesterday, he glanced at Jack and decided to try it out, "No, I'm not here for a drink today, I'm here to talk business with Mr. Williams."

"Talking about business?" Jack's hands suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed, and he asked pretending to be curious.

Alvin leaned forward and whispered with a slightly excited expression: "Do you know, Williams got a painting from the sea, which is said to have been made by a painting master in the Kingdom of Intis 200 years ago. And Roselle Gustav's signature."

"You know, I'm very interested in this, but unfortunately Williams is asking for 170 pounds, I got him yesterday because of this, the painting will be there at 7 am the day after, I want to buy it, unfortunately I don't have that A lot of money, but Mrs. Rosa Bonnard has a literary salon tomorrow night, and I'd like to take this opportunity to borrow a little from Mrs. Rosa Bonnard, who, you know, has always been generous."

"Jack?" Seeing that Jack was stunned, Alvin's mouth curled slightly, and he gently pushed him.

"Ah! Oh, what's the matter?" Jack woke up suddenly, a little panicked, but in fact he didn't listen to what Alvin was saying at all, and he was stunned when he heard 170 pounds.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Are you uncomfortable?" Alvin asked with concern.

"No, no, I'm just thinking about other things, huh, huh, aren't you looking for Boss Williams, he's right next to him," Jack said absentmindedly.

"See you later." Alvin said to Jack with a smile, and walked to the room where Williams was yesterday.

Turning around and facing Jack, Alvin's face instantly turned cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself, "Hmph, sure enough..."

Jack watched. Alvin walked to the door of Williams' room and pushed in. He lowered his head and his lips kept shaking, and his hands wiping the wine glass began to tremble.

If you get close to him, you should be able to hear him muttering "170 pounds, 170 pounds."

Suddenly he looked up and looked around, thinking in his heart, "I need to hurry up and tell Brother Rhodes this news." Then he stood there and started to smirk again.

The drinkers around were a little puzzled

"Is this kid stupid?"

"Che, who knows, but it's not stupid, it's almost there."

"It looks like he was driven crazy by his gambler brother."

In the Warriors and the Sea Bar, in Williams' room, Alvin was sitting at the table, looking at the glass of boiled water in front of him, a little speechless.

"Mr. Williams, I actually think yesterday's red wine was pretty good." Alvin looked at Williams across the table and said with a smile.

She murmured in her heart, "I said, brother, don't you only have wine here? Where did you get the white water today?"

"Hmph, I've finished drinking it, and this is all I have left here." Williams leaned back in the chair and grinned.

"Then these"

"Those are collections for viewing, you can't drink it." Seeing Alvin pointing to his wine cabinet, Williams quickly added.

His answer Alvin was stunned: "No, brother, you are staring at you and talking nonsense, what did I do wrong? Didn't I drink you a cup yesterday, and I didn't waste it, don't you like to be so frank when you say it? young people? I really don’t understand these collectors.”

"Cough, let's get down to business now. There is news about what you said yesterday." Williams put his hands on the table and leaned forward to speak.

"Really, that's great, thank you so much, Mr. Williams, then how should I buy it, here? Or somewhere else"

Although there have been speculations about Williams' news for a long time, he is still very happy to get the exact news.

Seeing Alvin's expression, Williams turned around calmly, and the ring on his index finger asked, "Before I tell you, can I answer a question for me?"

"Of course." Hearing his words, Alvin felt a little strange, but agreed.

Williams' tone was flat, as if he looked at Alvin without a trace of emotion and said, "Can you tell me why you bought a pistol?"

"In order to protect myself, it's not very safe outside recently. You know, some guys are not easy to be persuaded. At this time, guns come in handy." Alvin didn't hide this question at all, because he bought a gun for self-protection. .

Williams stared blankly at Alvin, there seemed to be a swirl in his eyes slowly turning, and when Alvin finished answering, his thumb fiddled with the ring again, his face was smiling again, and everything happened. For a split second, Alvin didn't even notice it.

"Haha, also to the recent newspaper report that a "crazy thug" appeared in Pritz Harbor and has attacked many people. Every attacker was robbed of money, some had their arms broken, some Broken leg, your body, you really need a gun to protect yourself," Williams said, looking at Alvin.

"What kind of crazy thugs, I don't even know, and the wanted criminals who ran out of Backlund last time. It seems that I really need to develop the habit of reading newspapers." But he did not refute, the irritable brother himself Make up for a reason, and save yourself the explanation.

"Hey, bro, what kind of eyes are you looking at? I'm the standard figure, okay, you're not normal, okay? Your arms are almost thicker than my legs, right?" Alvin looked uncomfortable. , I couldn't help straightening my waist, how could a man say that he can't.

After speaking, without waiting for Alvin to speak again, Williams got up and went to the cabinet under the bookshelf at the back, took out two revolvers, turned around and put them on the table.

Alvin leaned forward and looked at the two revolvers on the table, one with a long barrel and a silver-white revolver whose handle seemed to be made of walnut wood, and the other with a black body and a longer barrel. It was short, but it was also longer than what the police used in the Hong Kong movies he watched in his previous life. The handle was brown and no wood could be seen.

"Look at it, I need that one." After putting the pistol on the table, Williams walked to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine. After getting a glass for himself, he sat on the chair and sipped and tasted it, revealing from time to time Intoxicated look.

Looking at the two firearms in front of him, his eyes were slightly dazed. He was an ordinary person in his previous life and had never touched these things. He picked up one of them with cold tentacles and a metallic texture, and then picked up the other and looked at it.

"I want to hear your opinion." In the end, Alvin still listened to the opinions of professionals. He raised his head and looked away from the table to look at Williams. The corner of his mouth twitched when he saw the wine glass the other party was holding.

Williams put down the cup, took away the long silver one, and said with a smile, "Hehe, it seems that you are really a novice, I think you should need some bullets."

"Of course." Alvin picked up the black revolver on the table and played with it. He asked the boy if he liked the gun.

Williams took out a cardboard box and a leather underarm pouch from the cupboard, put it on the table, pointed and said, "50 rounds, with revolver, three pounds and five soles, this is for you."

"Deal" took out 4 soules from his pocket and handed it over~www.novelbuddy.com~ After taking the change from Williams, he couldn't wait to grab the bag under his arm. Under the guidance of James, he pulled out the runner, picked up six brass-colored bullets in the carton, and stuffed them in.

Then he laboriously put the revolver into the armpit grab bag, and tried to take it out again.

"feel good."

Looking at the revolver in his hand that he exchanged for 3 pounds 5 soler, he said softly, "From now on, you will be called, whisper."

Williams, who was sitting beside him, was holding a glass of wine, smiling and watching Alvin playing with the revolver like a child got a new toy. After hearing this, he laughed, "You Guns don't deserve your name."

Alvin smiled a little embarrassedly, and quickly put the gun in the grab bag.

"It reminds me of when I first got a gun."

"Ahem, Mr. Williams, I think we should go first, the fighting teacher." Seeing that Williams had turned on the memory mode again, Alvin interrupted immediately.

"Hmph, rude boy, interrupting the old man's memories," Williams said dissatisfiedly, stood up, walked to the coat rack, put on the sailor hat, and picked up the trench coat.

Just after walking to the door, he went back, walked to the table, picked up the unfinished glass of red wine and poured it into his mouth. Alvin was stunned watching the whole process.

Alvin asked for advice, "Mr. Williams, how should the wine be tasted?"

Williams took a step and answered without looking back, "How do I know, I only know that good wine needs to be sipped in small sips"

Alvin "..."

(This chapter is completely watery, sorry)