"Are you okay?"

Five minutes after the gunshot was fired, Ye Qing gasped and asked at Zhang Ruize who was slumped on the ground.

The moment before the gunshot was fired, Ye Qing extended the muzzle to the target. Zhang Ruize's thumb was so desperate that he just hit the trigger.

When the gun fired, Ye Qing was afraid and couldn't help but be glad that he finally turned the gun to the target. This action ensured that no one was in a life-threatening situation in this accidental safety accident.

Ye Qing asked Zhang Ruize the question now, and was actually asking whether his hand was scratched by the sleeve. After all, when the pistol fired, the bullet and gunpowder exploded with powerful kinetic energy to push the back seat of the sleeve, and he didn't care whether Zhang Ruize grabbed the sleeve.

His strength could not prevent the back seat of the sleeve, but he grabbed it tightly again. Ye Qing guessed that his palm would be scratched.

"It's cut."

I don’t know if it was awakened by Ye Qing’s words or by the stinging pain from his palm. Zhang Ruize looked at the bright red on his hands and said.

"Laispi, go get iodine and bandaids!"

While Ye Qing inserted the gun that had been cleared into the holster, he quickly walked to Zhang Ruize and squatted down to check his injuries.

Ye Qing didn't blame him for this accident. To be honest, the main responsibility lies with him.

In the fear just now, Ye Qing thought a lot. From the sample gun placed in the tempered glass in the wall in his shop without a trigger lock, to the previous few contacts, he casually threw the modified gun without bullets to Zhang Ruize to play with.

After all, this guy’s bad habits were developed by himself.

"Ye, the thing is brought."

Laixibi asked while bent down and handing the iodine wine and bandaids on his hand to Ye Qing who was squatting on the ground.

"Is he okay?"

"It should be fine, it seems to be just a skin trauma."

Ye Qing said as he took a bottle of mineral water from the table next to him and opened it.

"Come on, give me your hand. Rinse it first, then disinfect it."

Hearing Ye Qing's words, Zhang Ruize reached out his hand in front of Ye Qing. The cold mineral water rushed through the wound, and it felt fine, but when Ye Qing rubbed the wound with a cotton swab dipped in iodine, Zhang Ruize instantly took a breath of air conditioning.

"I'm sorry, I... didn't know there were bullets inside."

The instant pain restored Zhang Ruize's consciousness a lot.

"It's okay, it's not your fault for this. It's my responsibility. Your condition is fine, and you have a skin trauma, but you're scratched by the scope on the sleeve."

Looking at Zhang Ruize's injury, Ye Qing also breathed a sigh of relief. Don't worry about who is responsible for this matter. If someone really suffered a major injury today because of this matter, it would definitely be a fatal blow to himself, who is in the rising period of his career.

Even Sigsauer, who was planning to announce that Ye Qing joined, would terminate the contract with him.

After all, no one wants to believe in a gun made by a person who cannot even guarantee safety.

"Don't think about it when things are over. Remember in the future, whether there are bullets in the gun or not, you should treat it as full and loaded, and take it seriously."

After applying the iodine ferrophore, Ye Qing put the band-aid on Zhang Ruize.

"Okay, don't be afraid. When your hands are ready, I will teach you how to use a gun."

Seeing that Zhang Ruize was fine, the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a quiet atmosphere, and no one spoke for a while.

"Harris, order a batch of trigger locks. Whether it is a gun in the warehouse or a sample gun for display, the trigger is locked."

The sharp-eyed Ye Qing saw Harris watching in the crowd and quickly spoke.

Seeing a safety accident, Harris, who knew that this was not a joke, just nodded silently and signaled to write it down, changing his previous exaggerated style.

"Brother Qing, this is something we brought to you from China."

As if awakened by Ye Qing's words, Li Shenghao took the lead and said. At the same time, he handed the thing in his hand to Ye Qing, but his tone was less excited when he first came.

"Thank you, you're so mean. I haven't eaten this thing for half a year, so I still miss it."

Looking at the big bag of hot dry noodles handed over by the fat man, Ye Qing said sincerely. Compared with his stupid cousin, Ye Qing really thinks of them as his younger brothers and sisters now.

The news that he was from Jiangcheng was only the first time he met, Ye Qing mentioned it. Unexpectedly, these little guys remembered it. After returning to China, they still thought about themselves and brought them hot dry noodles.

"Brother Qing, is Rizhe okay?"

Although it seemed that Zhang Ruize was fine, Xiaopang asked nervously.

"It's okay, fat man. Skin trauma, Brother Qing, I..."

"Okay, needless to say. It's okay. Safety first. Let's go, Brother Qing cooks at noon, let's have a good meal and wait until the injury on your hand heals. I will teach each of you to use a gun so that you will no longer be afraid of guns."

Looking at the shrunk expressions on the little guys' faces, Ye Qing knew that this might have left some shadows in their hearts.

In order to make up for his mistakes, Ye Qing hugged Zhang Ruize's shoulder and said solemnly while taking them to the store.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, no mistakes occurred. Conn, Lacebi and others who were watching also dispersed, and Harris also went to the warehouse by himself. He began to count the number of guns in stock and prepared to purchase sufficient trigger locks.

"Come on, eat a lollipop for a while. I'll go cook."

Looking at the eight little guys sitting at the table, Ye Qing suddenly thought of the starry sky lollipops that Ohafa gave him. There was a box of solar system series, which happened to be eight lollipops, one for each person.

After putting the lollipops on the table and letting them choose their favorite flavors by themselves. Ye Qing tied the apron and began to prepare for cooking.

"Brother Qing..."

"Okay, don't say anything about apologizing. I just said so many times. This is not your responsibility. Is your boy's ear fallen into China?"

Ye Qing, who was preparing to cook rice, suddenly heard Zhang Ruize's voice coming from behind and quickly spoke.

"No, it's not an apology. Those girls don't seem to want to learn guns from Brother Qing."

"Oh, why?"

Ye Qing suddenly asked when he added water to the rice cooker.

"Maybe they were scared just now, and then they felt that they would still have to return home after school in the federal government. In this case, it seems that there is no need to learn guns or not, and they will waste money."

Zhang Ruize looked at Ye Qing's movements and said silently.

"And they are all students, they may not know how to talk to their families. After all, bullet costs and other things..."

"I understand, you don't have to worry about the cost. I'm not short of money for you guys, as for the reasons for learning guns."

Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Zhang Ruize's words. If it weren't for the trust issue, it would be easy to say. For a store or even a company, the crisis of trust will always be the greatest harm.

"You are only in the first year of high school now, so you will definitely not return to China for the college entrance examination when you come to the federal government. In this way, you will have to stay here for six or seven years."

"Learning to use guns will not only help you understand federal culture better, but also master more self-protection methods. At the same time, when you go to college and sometimes go out to play with classmates, if they want to play with guns, you can also know what it is like to use guns correctly."

"Once they make irregular moves, you know how to avoid being affected."
Chapter completed!