Fortunately, Tang Chuxia wasn't here at this moment. If she had heard the man's appraisal, she probably would have fired another shot.
Thinking of shooting, Gu Beihuai asked Peng Fei, "Where did my wife get the gun she had?"
Peng Fei uttered a sound of surprise, "How would I know? Wasn't it you who gave it to her?"
Gu Beihuai shook his head, "My service weapon was surrendered!"
How could he still have a service weapon with his current status?
Gu Beihuai took out the gun from his pocket, it was small and cute, not a style men would commonly use.
The man clucked his tongue in wonder, "Now this is a nice piece, probably not on the market yet, right? Did it come from Old America?"
Such a delicate small handgun was definitely not domestically made.
Gu Beihuai furrowed his brows, not wanting to continue this topic for the time being.
He looked at Peng Fei, who was also shaking his head.
