Elijah Bailey looked at the handgun in his hand, quickly collected himself, put the gun away, and turned to go upstairs.
Seeing his own L115A3 reassembled, Elijah's face turned sour: "Who allowed you to touch my gun?"
Hiram Bailey returned the L115A3 to him: "How about I invest in a Barrett for you next time? It's a special sniper rifle, with a range of 1850 meters. You deserve it."
Elijah Bailey: "My L115A3, has a range of 1920.24 meters, thank you."
Hiram Bailey: "...."
Yet on the side, the normally stoic Egbert Bailey could not help but laugh quietly, hand covering his mouth.
"Do not reassemble my L115A3 without asking," Elijah said as he slung his L115A3 over his back, carrying a box in his hands before he left. He also added, "But I will accept your investment, arrange it as soon as possible."
"Damn it, this kid," Hiram Bailey was taken by surprise, "He says no with his mouth, but his body is quite honest."
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