The Life of a Gangster That Started In a Gun Shop

"Send them a message on the weekend and invite them to play in the store. It's my birthday, so I invite them to dinner."

After frantically making noise for a while, Ye Qing released Harris. He pulled the other party up from the ground and said at the same time.

Originally, Ye Qing planned to send a message to Zhang Ruize by herself, but then she thought about it. I have met twice in total, and it seems that I really haven't had time to exchange contact information with the other party.

In addition to his own birthday and the reasons for thanking each other, Ye Qing also had other ideas.

Of course, not the kind of 404 idea. I just thought of gun painting, and when I turned around, I found a girl who can paint, and her paintings on guns can be bought by customers.

Ye Qing was amazed by the good fortune that someone would send a pillow when she fell asleep, but naturally she also wanted to ask the other person for advice.

Ye Qing also accepted her fate that she had no artistic talent. I have been out for almost a month, and I have visited a lot of firearms studios, and I have also read a lot of other people's works.

But he didn't let himself come up with an inspiration. Compared with his current **** luck, it is a world of difference.

"Okay! Eh, it's your birthday, boss?!"

"Yeah, 21 years old."

Ye Qing was a little disappointed, she didn't feel it in China before. Now that I came out, when I thought of my birthday, I unconsciously thought of my parents who were thousands of miles away.

This feeling of growing up is both hopeful and a little reluctant. He is not the child who surrounds his parents.

Ye Qing, who was a little melancholy, didn't notice Harris' meaningful eyes.

A few days seem to be fleeting. Before the weekend, Ye Qing also extended an invitation to Harris, Duke and other old friends, as well as the friendly neighbors around.

When the weekend night came, it was still on the lawn of the backyard shooting range. A large group of men and women gathered again, but this time the protagonist became Ye Qing.

"Hey, Ye. Happy birthday, I know your birthday. This time, old Hoss has been pickling the wild boar since yesterday. The wild boar we beat last time didn't have time to pickle, so he kept using sauce to suppress the disgusting smell. Old Hoth was dissatisfied for a long time."

Duke, who was wringing a bottle of beer, walked in front of Ye Qing, and while congratulating, he pointed to old Hoss who was grilling meat in the middle of the crowd.

"Thank you, old Hoss's craftsmanship has always been great. The wild boar last time was also delicious. He was over-hearted."

Ye Qing and Duke clink glasses and say gratefully.

"It's a gift from us, I don't know what you like. We bought a flight jacket together, one that every heavy-duty rider in our day had. Obviously, when you put it on, it meant You are also part of our locomotive family."

Looking at a flight jacket with a fur collar that Duke handed over, Ye Qing accepted it with a smile.

The motorcycle clan is just a joke. Ye Qing also knows that since he recruited all Duke's brothers, Duke disbanded the gang and reconnected with one of his former younger brothers to become the boss in that block. He, along with Potter and Old Hawes, ran the auto repair shop in a down-to-earth manner.

"Thank you, I like it very much. Just in time for winter, this dress is warm."

"And us, Brother Qing, happy birthday. This is the scarf we chose for you, but I think it's a little too tender and doesn't fit Brother Qing's character."

While he was talking, Zhang Ruize's group arrived.

The scarf is fluffy and white. At one end of the scarf, there is also a very cute rabbit head. The appearance of this cute thing, Ye Qing guessed, should be the handwriting of the girls.

In the circle of eight foreign students with five women and three men, it is obvious that Zhang Ruize and the others have no right to speak.

"Thank you, I like it very much. Besides, what character do I have, and I'm not a star!"

Accepting the gift with a smile, Ye Qing tapped Zhang Ruize on the head.

This evening, Ye Qing was a little reluctant to receive gifts. Some of the close friends, most of them sent some clothes and shoes. The old guests who heard the news were mostly drinking and eating.

Ye Qing even saw an extra-large gnaw in the food. This matryoshka-like food is extra troublesome to make.

First, there is a turkey, then a duck is stuffed into the turkey, a chicken is stuffed into the duck, and sausage and bacon are stuffed into the chicken. It takes another two or three hours to fry to make it, and it can only be eaten on some grand festivals.

"Don't get me wrong, Ye. It's just that there is just one turkey left over for Thanksgiving, and waste is waste, so I made such a thing."

"Thank you, Tony!"

Hug the slightly greasy fat man in front of him, Ye Qing smiled and asked him to deliver the food to the crowd. This is also what Ye Qing has always done. All the food, drinks and drinks that are sent, Ye Qing will share directly.

After all, a person's happiness is a bit lonely, and the happiness of a group of people is the real happiness. That's what birthday parties are all about.

With the passage of time, the number of visitors is almost there. Ye Qing returned to the crowd again, and with the blessing of the crowd, had a drink together.

"Here comes the birthday cake! Friendly sponsorship from Mary's Bakery~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Large quantity and delicious!"

As soon as he put down the wine glass, Ye Qing saw that Harris took out a birthday cake from nowhere and walked into the crowd with it. In the roar of laughter from the crowd, he made an advertisement without blushing.

"Hey, Ye. Come and make a wish!"

With a smile, she thanked Aunt Mary, and Ye Qing walked generously into the crowd. Looking at the cake filled with 21 candles, he folded his hands and closed his eyes.

After a while, Ye Qing opened her eyes again.

"Looks like Ye's wish has been made. Let me guess, do you want to find a girlfriend?"

"No, it's in the store..."

Ye Qing wanted to say that his wish was that the store would develop rapidly and become bigger and stronger with the help of the system as soon as possible. The result was interrupted directly by Harris.

"Don't, don't say it. It won't work if you say it, in order to help the wish take effect. I think you need a little help!"

The voice just fell, before Ye Qing could react. Harris touched the cream on the cake, and then painted Ye Qing's face.

With Harris' actions, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became jubilant. Many people got up and joined in this fight. Ye Qing alone is ultimately weak. Within ten minutes, a fresh cream monster appeared in front of everyone.

After commotion for a while, Ye Qing went to the bathroom to wash her face. Then back on the court, this time the atmosphere is more harmonious.

The crowd gathered around the bonfire, ate barbecued meat, and drank wine from all over the world. Before she knew it, Ye Qing was drinking too much.

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