365 Keep Up With The Trend (1/2)

The bikers dutifully wiped the filth off the Trumpchi's window and even checked to make sure it was done thoroughly. Xiao Luo didn't make it any more difficult for them, but he left he advised them that they were in a foreign country and should be sensitive to local culture.

Su Canye was in absolute awe by what he had seen and he asked, ”Err, Ice Face, about… about that gun of yours…”

”It's fake. It's a prop gun for filming purposes.”

Xiao Luo casually tossed the Desert Eagle in Su Canye's hands. There were no bullets in it, so there was no need to worry about the gun going off by accident, and, moreover, he didn't expect Su Canye to be able to distinguish the difference between a fake and genuine gun.

”A prop gun?”

Su Canye held the gun in his hands hesitantly and felt its weight several times. ”Are you sure? This thing is all metal, and its weight seems very real. It looks exactly like a real gun.”

”Have you held a real gun before?” Xiao Luo asked, forcing a smile.

”Nope. I ain't from the army, I've no reason to hold a real gun.” Su Canye shook his head and answered in his usual candor.

”There you go... prop guns are used in filming, so of course, they have to be made to look and feel as realistic as possible,” Xiao Luo responded.

”Oh, I see.”

Su Canye nodded, seeing the logic behind Xiao Luo's explanation, and he asked, ”So, why are you carrying a prop gun with you then?”

”Didn't you see it in action just now?” Xiao Luo threw the question back at him.

”Yeah, yeah, I did. Haha, that felt freakin' great. Those four bikers were so arrogant at first, but after they saw you pulling out the gun, they all turned into cowardly dogs. Looks like I have to carry a prop gun with me from now on,” Su Canye said. Thinking back on the incident earlier, Su Canye felt both relieved and elated. At first, he had looked down on his brother-in-law. But after this one incident, he felt a lot closer to Xiao Luo now. ”By the way, brother-in-law, why not you give me this prop gun. This way, I'll never have to be afraid of people finding trouble with me ever again.”

Xiao Luo coughed and said, ”Not this one!”

This was a real gun. Xiao Luo couldn't just hand it over to this kid.

”But why?”

”This prop gun is my… my…”

”Your what?”

”My love token... my love token with your sister,” Xiao Luo replied. It was the first thing that came up in his mind.

”This prop gun is your's and my sister's love token?”

Su Canye was dumbfounded as he held the Desert Eagle in front of his eye and looked at it carefully. ”What the heck. I've seen people use necklaces, hairpins, and rings as their love tokens, but I've never seen people take a prop gun as their love token, you guys are too intense,” he said, ”but, wait… didn't my sister marry you because you slept with her? So, how come you have a love token?”

”Tsk… as if I'm willing to listen. Here, you can have it back.”

Xiao Luo handed the Desert Eagle back to Xiao Luo, and instantly, he was back to his cocky self. He had his hands crossed in front of his chest with his legs spread apart as he leaned back on the seat like an old master.

Throughout the entire conversation, Su Xiaobei switched her gaze between Su Canye, one moment, and then to Xiao Luo, the next.

Xiao Luo put away the Desert Eagle and stole a glance at Su Canye through the rearview mirror, wondering why he had talked so much with this kid.

Su Canye, who was fidgeting out of boredom, suddenly thought of something, and his facial expression brightened up. He poked his head to the front seat and said, ”Brother-in-law, can I ask you for something?”

”Win back your car?” Xiao Luo said, seeing through his thoughts with a single glance.