The people in the hall weren't many, but the array of firearms immediately drew Gu Heng's attention...
Gu Heng wasn't exactly a military enthusiast...
He couldn't name many models of guns...
But looking at those pitch-black barrels, he couldn't help feeling a little excited, and couldn't resist reaching out to touch them...
The cold metallic texture instantly made Gu Heng's pores open up completely...
"Alright, stop touching them, these are all one-to-one replicas of model guns."
Wu Yifeng's voice suddenly threw a bucket of cold water on Gu Heng...
Seeing Gu Heng's bewildered look, Wu Yifeng couldn't help but laugh, "All these guns on display in the hall, there must be dozens, right? Do you think this gun club has gone mad to have so many real guns laying around here?
If some guy looking for revenge came in, wouldn't he just grab a gun and shoot everyone?
You're so excited, is this your first time touching a gun?"
