Volume 3 Summer Rain Chapter 0350 Can you be my boyfriend?
Watching the small plane fly out of the apron, Nan Yi boarded his own vehicle. The pilot Chuck Aaron was already sitting in the helicopter. He watched Nan Yi board the helicopter and handed a handwritten notebook to Nan Yi.
"Boss, this is the operation manual I wrote. You can read it while listening to my lecture."
"good."
Nan Yi took the manual, opened the first page, and said to Chuck Aaron, "Let's get started."
As Nan Yi finished speaking, Chuck Aaron began his lecture.
There are few people who don’t want to fly in the sky. Nan Yi naturally also has a dream of flying. Whether it is a fixed-wing aircraft or a helicopter, he wants to learn some driving skills.
Nan Yi listened carefully to Chuck Aaron's lecture, took notes and asked questions from time to time.
More than two hours passed by inadvertently and the class was over.
After saying goodbye to Chuck Aaron, Nan Yi went to his own armory.
Taking into account Nan Yi's preference for guns, Johnny helped Nan Yi set up an armory and kept buying various types of guns from the market, including not only common ones but also various strange models.
After walking around the armory, Nan Yi picked out a few guns at random, took a few boxes of matching ammunition and went to the shooting range.
The first pistol he got his hands on was an M1910/21 pistol, which was an improvement on the Bergmann M1910.
After World War I, Denmark, which had ordered M1910 from Bergmann, wanted to continue ordering, but Bergmann was no longer able to provide it at that time, so Denmark had to produce it itself.
Production began in 1921 and some improvements were made during production, so it was called the M1910/21 pistol.
Bergmann's pistol series has never been adopted by major countries and is not well-known worldwide. Moreover, because its appearance is very similar to the Mauser C95, it is often mistaken for a copy of the Mauser C95.
But in fact, Bergmann's work is completely original. Starting from the first 1893 model in 1892, the pistols he developed all adopted the front-mounted magazine design, which is not Mauser's patent.
Nan Yi loaded six bullets, pulled the bolt, aimed at the target and pulled the trigger.
After firing a round, Nan Yi put the gun on the gun rack beside him and shook his left hand. He underestimated the recoil of the gun, and the base of his thumb was shaken when he fired the first shot.
"Boss, are you okay?"
"It's okay. The recoil of this gun is greater than that of a normal pistol firing 9mm ammunition."
"It's really exciting, sir, can I try it?"
"Of course, you can play with it as you like, just don't break it, and remember to clean your gun."
"no problem."
Devin came over, picked up the gun, reloaded the bullets and started to wreak havoc on the target.
"The accuracy is a bit off. The muzzle jumps up too much. You have to aim three centimeters downwards when aiming." Devin commented after the shooting.
"Try this one."
Nan Yi handed the gun he had just fired to Daiwen. This was also an M1910/21 pistol, an improved version of the Warsaw Uprising. It had a longer barrel and magazine, and a speed selector, turning it into a submachine gun.
By snapping the wooden gun case on, it can be transformed into a submachine gun.
"This is a terrible design." After taking the gun, Devin complained: "The barrel is too long, and the aesthetics are ruined. But the range and recoil should be reduced. The design of this flash hider is good."
"It's okay. The recoil isn't as strong as the previous one. Although it's a bit ugly, it's quite practical." Nan Yi said while loading ammunition into the disc magazine of an MP18 submachine gun, which is also from the Bergmann series.
"Dewyn, you understand Arabic, don't you?"
"I know a little bit. I can have normal conversations." Devin said, "Boss, where do you want me to go? Didn't you just say this morning that I won't have any vacation time in the next two years?"
"This is not a vacation for you. You lead the team to protect two people in Tunisia. I have my eyes on its olives." Nan Yi said, holding the MP18 in his hand and firing at the target again.
"When do we leave?"
"You will leave in three days and go to Paris to meet the person you are to protect."
"clear."
After staying at the shooting range for another two hours, Nan Yi and his companions left the Peace Dove’s base.
When the car passed Washington Street, Dewen suddenly pulled the handbrake and the car stopped suddenly. Because of inertia, Nan Yi's body swayed forward, but fortunately he had always been in the habit of wearing a seat belt, so he didn't hit the back of the seat.
"What's wrong?"
"A cat suddenly jumped out. I don't know if it was hit." Daven replied and picked up the intercom, "Pathfinder, Pathfinder."
"Go ahead, VIP."
"Get out of the car and check if I hit a cat, OVER."
"Got'it."
As the call ended, three people got out of the car in front. One of them walked in front with a rearview mirror in his hand. When he came to Nan Yi's car, he first observed the bottom of the car with the rearview mirror, and then nodded to another person.
The other person then leaned over to look at the wheel in front and said into the intercom: "VIP, the cat was not hit, but it got into the wheel hub and doesn't seem to want to leave. OVER."
"Ask about what cat it is." Nan Yi said to Devin.
"Pathfinder bird, what cat, OVER."
"Looks like a short-haired cat, not sure."
"I'll go down and take a look." Nan Yi said again.
"Gecko, Gecko, VIP needs to get off the car, alert."
Washington Street is in Brooklyn. Although the Empire State Building is right next to it, it is also one of the riot areas in New York, so Dewan cannot be careless.
As soon as Dewen finished speaking, there was a commotion. After confirming that there was no problem, she nodded to Nan Yi.
Nan Yi pushed open the car door and got out. He walked to the front wheel and squatted to the front of the wheel hub to look inside. A "short-haired cat" was staying in the wheel hub. When it saw Nan Yi's face, it meowed, then crawled out of the wheel hub, lay at Nan Yi's feet, and called at him again.
Then he ran more than two meters to the east, turned around and called Nan Yi again.
Nan Yi understood what the short-haired cat wanted to express. It was asking him to follow. It was probably going to take Nan Yi somewhere.
Nan Yi hesitated for a moment, but still said to Dawen, "Take two people with you to take a look."
"yes."
Dawen pointed to two people and walked towards the direction of the short-haired cat, but when the short-haired cat saw that the person following her was not Nan Yi, he called out to him again.
"What a clever cat."
Nan Yi praised, although he knew in his heart that the cat probably needed his help with something, and it was unlikely that the cat could be trained to fish and set targets, but he still didn't want to take the chance.
His kindness will only be revealed when he is able to ensure his own safety.
Nan Yi shook his head at the short-haired cat and pointed at Dawen.
The short-haired cat turned around and stared at Devin for a long time, then ran forward more than two meters, then turned back and led Devin and the other two forward step by step until they turned into an alley.
Unable to see it anymore, Nan Yi withdrew his gaze and thought for a while, why did this short-haired cat choose him from among the bodyguards?
“The smell of blood!”
Nan Yi quickly understood that every bodyguard nearby had blood on his hands, so he was still a good man. Given the animals' sensitivity to crisis, it didn't seem strange that he was chosen.
"Boss" Fire Bull of the Sissy Team walked up to Nan Yi with a walkie-talkie, "Daveyn wants to talk to you."
"What's wrong?" Nan Yi took the intercom, pressed the talk button and said.
"There's no danger. There's a litter of kittens here, and a little girl of eight or nine."
"Understood, I'll be right over, OVER."
Nan Yi returned the walkie-talkie to Huoniu and walked towards the alley. After a while, he saw Daiwen standing in a corner with a little girl squatting beside her.
"What's wrong with them?" Nan Yi approached the little girl and saw a litter of six or seven kittens. They seemed to have been born not long ago, with their eyes closed, shivering there.
"I don't know. They were like this when I first found them. Brother, can you help them?" the girl pleaded.
Nan Yi turned his head and looked at the girl's face. She had a pair of eyes with green pupils and slightly upturned upper and lower lips. Her face was a typical Slavic face. Nan Yi looked at her a few more times and prepared to look down to see if the mountain was high to confirm whether he had recognized the wrong person.
Then, immediately, he wanted to slap himself, "Fuck, this is still a little girl, it's strange that she has peaks."
However, he was basically certain that the girl in front of him was a familiar face. Isn't this Alice, the Umbrella in Resident Evil?
"That's strange. Isn't Jovovich Ukrainian? Isn't he a Ukrainian as an adult?"
It seems that Jovovich was staring at Nan Yi, as if he would give him a thief if he didn't save them. It is said that women are unreasonable, and it is particularly obvious in her.
Nan Yi was "soft-hearted". Not to mention that he liked cats and would not stand by and watch them die, even if it was because of the beautiful girl's request, how could he refuse?
Glancing at the short-haired cat beside him, Nan Yi said unhappily, "You ran away from a rich family, right? I can see that you have no life experience at all, and you don't even know how to find a warmer place to give birth to a child."
Nan Yi took off his coat, rolled it into the shape of a chicken coop, and put the kittens one by one by their necks into the coop. After all six kittens were put in, he covered the coop with the reserved corner of his coat.
After taking care of the kitten, he smiled and said to the man who looked like Jovovich, "My name is Adam, little sister, what's your name?"
The man who looked like Jovovich raised his head, wiped his face, stretched out his hand and pretended to be an adult, and said to Nan Yi: "Milka Bogdanovna Jovovich, hello, Mr. Adam."
"So, should I call you Milica?"
"You can call me Mila," Jovovich corrected.
"Oh, Mira, you live here?"
"No, I live in Los Angeles. I'm an actor and I came to New York to participate in the filming of a TV series."
"So, the crew is right next to it?"
"No, I came out by myself and got lost." Jovovich said embarrassedly.
"Okay, where is the crew? I'll take you back."
“Times Square.”
"ABC Television Network?"
"Yes."
"Let's go, my car is parked outside." Nan Yi held the chicken coop in one hand and patted Jovovich's shoulder with the other hand.
When Qiaowoweiqi was patted by Nan Yi, he kept staring at him, as if he was curious about Nan Yi's actions. After a while, he spoke softly: "Don't you hate me?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because of my eyes, they are so different, the children in school are afraid of me." Jovovich lowered his head and continued, "The adults don't like me either. They say I am the incarnation of the devil, the incarnation of Satan in the world, and they don't let the children play with me.
When my mother and I went to other people's homes to help, they wouldn't let me touch their things. "
Jovovich's little face was full of loneliness.
Nan Yisheng said: "Don't listen to other people's nonsense. Your eyes are very beautiful, just like an angel's. They are very fascinating. Maybe they don't have such beautiful eyes themselves, so they are jealous of you."
Jovovich looked up and smiled, "Really?"
"Yes, your eyes are very beautiful." Nan Yi hadn't said another sentence yet, "It's a pity that we can only be brothers in the future. I wish my brother peace."
Seeing Nan Yi holding his child and leaving, the short-haired cat did the same thing as Yizi. It climbed up along Nan Yi's trouser legs, and after reaching Nan Yi's arm, it jumped and lay on the chicken coop.
"Idiot, the child below is your own." Nan Yi grabbed the short-haired cat's neck, lifted it up, and then put it directly on his arm.
The short-haired cat cried out unhappily and lay down, hugging Nan Yi's arm.
"Mira, are you going to adopt them?"
Jovovich was tempted, but then he shook his head helplessly, "No, my family is in financial difficulty and I can't afford to keep so many cats."
"Okay, then leave it to me to adopt."
Several people returned to the car, and Nan Yi invited Jovovich to ride in the same car with him.
As soon as he got into the car, Jovovich looked around.
After looking at him for a while, he said to Nan Yi, "Mr. Adam, are you rich?"
"It's okay, I should have some money."
"Then can you be my boyfriend?" Jovovich looked up at Nan Yi, his face full of anticipation.
Nan Yi couldn't help feeling cold and handsome at first, and then he felt a little sad for some reason.
"Is your family so difficult that you have to do this?"
"My mother is an actress, but she can't find an acting job. She can only do odd jobs and work as a cleaner in other people's homes. She earns very little. If I had money, I could let my mother continue to be an actress and she wouldn't have to work as a cleaner."
"oh."
Since Jovovich didn't mention her father , Nan Yi made a guess.
"These days, most Ukrainians come to the United States not for personal development , but to escape. Jovovich's father's identity is probably related to politics. He used to live a life of luxury, but after coming to the United States, it is estimated that it is difficult for him to find a job. Now he has probably become a drunkard.
The box office performance of the several "Resident Evil" movies didn't seem to be particularly outstanding, otherwise he should have some memory about this. He almost remembered the names of several high-grossing movies, and "Resident Evil" was definitely not among them.
But for a movie like Resident Evil, the box office is not important. The real money comes from the peripherals. There are so many peripherals that can be sold, and it should be possible to make tens or even hundreds of billions of dollars from the peripherals."
Nan Yi then recalled the plot of "Resident Evil". He could not remember the details, but he could still remember the classic design and the core of the story. It was not difficult to write a brief story outline.
"Where do you live? I can spare some time to go to Los Angeles in March and visit your home. Maybe I can provide you with some help."
"real?"
"Yes."
"My home is at 121 Sixth Street in the city center."
Nan Yi frowned when he heard this. There are many black people living in the downtown of Los Angeles, which is also the location of the slums of Los Angeles. It seems that Jovovich's family life is really difficult, otherwise they would not choose to live there.
