If everyone had mistakenly thought that the pistol belonged to a foreigner when they heard Mu Zixi’s brother say, “The pistol was snatched from a foreigner’s hand,”then it must have been made by a foreigner, they definitely wouldn’t have named it after a model similar to the Z country pistol.
Then what Mu Zixi’s brother said afterward was like a giant slap to the face of everyone who had questioned the cloud note.
“What? What did you say, dog? Repeat it for us!”Mu Zixi’s expression suddenly changed when he heard his brother’s words. He looked at his brother and said loudly.
A huge question mark flashed across Mu Zixi’s heart. He frowned slightly and swept his eyes across the scene as if he didn’t understand. He was stunned for a moment before he said,
“I said the model of this gun is type 64... a handgun developed by Z Country? Why? Did I say it wrong?”
