"What's wrong, why so tense?" Although Hu Daoke couldn't see Cheng Ziang's expression, he could feel something was off by his actions.
"Damn, I've lost my gun." Cheng Ziang said, as cold sweat broke out on his body once again.
"What the hell, your gun is lost? Let me check." Hu Daoke said and reached towards his groin.
"Stop joking at a time like this, I'm serious." Cheng Ziang said, visibly upset.
"What gun did you lose?" Hu Daoke asked.
"Yuanzi handgun?" Cheng Ziang thought for a moment and then said.
"Bro, how can you even lose that?" Hu Daoke exclaimed in shock.
"Now's not the time to blame." Cheng Ziang said irritably.
"Think hard, maybe you didn't bring it when you left the house." Hu Daoke comforted him.
"Why would I go out without a gun?" Cheng Ziang took a deep breath and said.
"Then think about when exactly you lost it." Hu Daoke said, comforting and reminding him.
