The True Way to Use It

Lin Bei drew his gaze back from Davis's cold corpse and twirled the M1911 Semi-Automatic Pistol in his hand.

He had found this thing on Davis. Along with the pistol, there were also two spare magazines and thirty rounds of ammunition.

In his previous life, Lin Bei had never handled a handgun, but that did not stop his curiosity and love for firearms. Now that he had gotten hold of a real gun, he immediately began studying it with considerable interest.

Before long, Lin Bei finally figured out how to operate the pistol.

But he did not dare fire it casually.

Especially not in a room with so little space.

One careless move, and a stray bullet would teach him a harsh lesson.

Lin Bei put the pistol away and sighed inwardly. If only this thing could be brought to Douluo Continent. Guns and the like are way more powerful than Tang San's crossbow Hidden Weapons.

As if the simulator knew what Lin Bei was thinking, the instant he sighed, a stream of information flowed into his mind.

After absorbing the information the simulator had given him, Lin Bei looked at the pistol in his hand in surprise and said in astonishment, "So as long as I spend 10 Simulation Points, I can bring this pistol to Douluo Continent? And one bullet costs 1 Simulation Point. Not bad. I can accept that..."

Lin Bei suddenly understood the correct way to use the simulator's deployment function—

It was completely different from Normal Simulation:

In Normal Simulation, Lin Bei had no choice at all. What rewards he could obtain depended entirely on luck.

But deployment was different.

After projecting his consciousness into the Simulation Timeline, Lin Bei could control his own actions. As for certain opportunities and treasures in the Simulation Timeline, he could actively fight for them.

For example, if he wanted to obtain firearms.

If it were Normal Simulation, Lin Bei would have to rely on luck and wait to see when he could simulate a reward that included firearms.

But deployment was different.

For Lin Bei, whose consciousness had been projected into this Simulation Timeline, he could absolutely spend money to buy firearms. As long as he had enough Simulation Points, he could bring whatever kind of firearm he wanted to Douluo Continent!

Looking at it that way, the Simulation Points refreshed every day had far too many uses.

Lin Bei tidied up the scene, then left the attic.

He had killed Davis, so that group of foreign killers would probably search for him even more frantically next.

But Lin Bei had a gun now, so he was not particularly afraid of them.

He walked along the streets of Foshan.

At this moment, aside from patrolmen going back and forth conducting searches, there were very few pedestrians on the streets.

Everyone had been frightened by the sudden gunshots that rang out today.

Another squad of patrolmen passed by Lin Bei.

Lin Bei walked forward with his expression unchanged. Just after he brushed past the patrolmen, he heard a shout from behind him. "Wait. You look pretty suspicious."

The patrolmen surrounded Lin Bei.

Lin Bei frowned and looked at the patrolman in the lead. This patrolman seemed to be Li Zhao from the movie.

Li Zhao was a very conflicted character in the original movie.

He had heard that in the movie's original plot, his ending was very tragic.

"Officer, is something wrong?"

Li Zhao looked at Lin Bei's face, which was covered by dust and ash, and asked with a frown, "What happened to you? Why is there so much ash on your face? I suspect you're connected to today's shooting case. Men, take him to the Police Station!"

"Hey, Officer. Is this how you handle cases?" Lin Bei looked at the patrolmen closing in around him. "You just grab some random person off the road and say he's connected to a shooting case? If being a policeman is that easy, I want to be one too."

"Don't fucking waste my time here!"

Li Zhao swung his baton at Lin Bei's stomach.

Lin Bei raised his hand and caught it, gripping the baton directly in his hand.

Li Zhao tried to pull the baton back, but it was as if the baton had grown into Lin Bei's hand. It did not move at all.

Li Zhao's expression changed, and he looked at Lin Bei grimly. Was this guy a trained fighter too?

He pulled the pistol from his waist and was about to aim it at Lin Bei, but Lin Bei flicked the baton in his hand, striking Li Zhao's hand with a smack. Li Zhao cried out in pain, and the hand holding the pistol immediately loosened.

The pistol fell, and Lin Bei dipped the baton in his hand downward again, flipping the pistol as it dropped halfway into his own hand.

Li Zhao let out a pained howl and backed up several steps while clutching his hand.

"Don't move!"

When the other patrolmen saw this, they immediately pulled the pistols from their waists nervously and aimed them at Lin Bei.

Surrounded by a ring of pistols pointed at him, Lin Bei did not panic in the slightest. He twirled the gun in his hand, then handed it to Li Zhao and said with a smile, "Officer, hold on tighter next time."

Li Zhao looked at Lin Bei with an ugly expression, then accepted the pistol with a taut face and said to the other patrolmen, "Take him back to the Police Station."

This time, Lin Bei cooperated and followed Li Zhao and the others to the Police Station.

Inside the interrogation room.

"Name."

"Lin Bei."

"Sex."

"Male."

"Age."

"Twelve... ahem, twenty-three."

Tsk, I almost blurted out my age from Douluo Continent.

Li Zhao stared into Lin Bei's eyes and questioned him. "Tell me, why did those foreigners want to kill you?"

"I don't know either."

Lin Bei deliberately put on a blank look. "I only just got back to Foshan today. I was eating noodles on the street when those foreigners came charging out to kill me, so I had no choice but to disguise myself and run for my life."

Li Zhao asked, "Did you offend someone overseas? And if you were being hunted, why didn't you come to the Police Station to find us?"

Lin Bei spread his hands and said frankly, "Who knows whether your Police Station's been bought off by them?"

Li Zhao's expression turned somewhat ugly, but he couldn't find any words to refute him.

He glared fiercely at Lin Bei. "Do you believe I'll throw you into a cell?"

Lin Bei shrugged, looking completely indifferent.

Five years of fighting for his life in the wild had forged a powerful heart in him. Faced with Li Zhao's threat, not the slightest ripple stirred inside him.

Just then, the interrogation room door opened, and a patrol officer walked in, leaned close to Li Zhao's ear, and said, "Brother Li, Ip Man and his wife are outside. They seem to be here for this guy."

Li Zhao was a little surprised. He glanced at Lin Bei, not knowing what connection this guy, who had only just returned from overseas, could have with Ip Man and his wife.

Afterward, Li Zhao and the patrol officer who had come in walked out.

Lin Bei himself was somewhat surprised too.

Could this body have known Ip Man and the others before?

As Lin Bei was thinking, Li Zhao, who had just walked out, came back in. His expression looked a little unpleasant as he said to Lin Bei, "You can go."

Lin Bei blinked. "..."

"Ip Man and his wife bailed you out."

Li Zhao gave an explanation. "If you'd said earlier that Madam Ye was your older female cousin, wouldn't that have saved all this trouble?"

"All right, hurry up and get out."

He waved Lin Bei off.

"As for those foreigners who were trying to kill you, we'll keep an eye out for them. You should be careful yourself for the next while too."

Still confused, Lin Bei walked out of the interrogation room. Before leaving, he thanked Li Zhao. "Thanks, officer."

Li Zhao smiled. "My name is Li Zhao. If anything happens in the future, you can come directly to the Police Station to find me."

Lin Bei nodded, though inwardly he was a little surprised.

At first, Li Zhao had looked down on martial artists like Ip Man. It wasn't until Ip Man pressed down and broke his handgun with one finger that he began to take Foshan's martial artists seriously.

After Jin Shanzhao was defeated by Ip Man later, Li Zhao had even one-sidedly taken Ip Man as his master.

Right now, because of the shooting case, Jin Shanzhao and the others probably hadn't gone to look for Ip Man yet, so why did Li Zhao's attitude toward Ip Man and his wife seem like he had already become his disciple?

With doubts in his mind, Lin Bei came to the Police Station lobby and saw Ip Man and his wife waiting there.