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164. Just a toy gun

"I understand, I understand." Sister Hu cried, her eyes kept looking at the gun on her forehead, and she felt that her heart was in her throat.

"Kangkang, come here." Yan Sirie turned his head and waved to Ye Zikang.

Ye Xun'er held Ye Zikang's hand and stood not far away, looking very calm on the surface.

Naturally, she would not panic like others, because knowing Yan Sirie's true identity, of course she knew that Yan Sirie would not be able to shoot ordinary people.

However, seeing him defending himself in this way, hearing him saying so eloquently in front of everyone that he was the only man behind their mother and son, she felt an inexplicable touch and warmth in her heart.

Ye Zikang looked at Yan Sirie with some confusion, frowned, and looked at Ye Xun'er.

"Go." Ye Xun'er nodded.

Ye Zikang pursed his lips and trotted towards Yan Sirie.

"Do you want to play with a pistol?" Yan Sirie looked at Ye Zikang with a warm smile.

Ye Zikang stared at the pistol in Yan Slie's hand with his dark eyes, hummed and nodded.

Boys always seem to have a special love for such passionate equipment.

"Here, aren't you going to avenge your mother? Shoot her." Yan Sirie slowly drew back his pistol, but kept pointing the muzzle at Sister Hu.

"Ooooooo, don't, don't shoot, don't shoot." Sister Hu felt that she was about to go crazy from being tortured, crying loudly, while looking at Ye Xun'er not far away, "Xun'er, I

I'm wrong. It's my fault. I shouldn't have a bad mouth. I shouldn't always say bad things about you. I'm wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Please, please let him put away the gun.

Never again."

Ye Zikang took the pistol and started playing with it curiously.

Sister Hu stared at Ye Zikang unblinkingly, fearing that he would make her eat bullets with just a random press. She wanted to move her body, but found that her whole body was dead.

Ye Zikang slowly raised his head and locked his gaze on Sister Hu. He felt very unhappy when he remembered that she had always said bad things about him and Mommy in front of the neighbors these days.

The world of children is very simple, with only good people and bad people.

There is no doubt that Sister Hu has been classified as a bad person by him.

Ye Zikang pursed his lips and then pulled the trigger.

"Ah!" Sister Hu screamed miserably, looking at Ye Zikang with dull eyes.

Lin Yufen also opened her mouth wide and quickly covered her eyes in fear.

Aunt Hehua fell directly to the ground, holding her head in her hands, her whole body trembling.

However, the expected gunshot did not sound, there was only a small pop, and a small plastic bullet was shot into Sister Hu's thigh.

"Ah, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die." Sister Hu leaned back and slumped on the ground, mumbling, her eyes full of fear of death.

"Mom, Mom, you're not dead, it's okay, it's okay." Lin Yufen recovered from the shock and shook her shoulders.

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead." Sister Hu muttered and repeated this sentence, looking at her daughter dubiously.

"Well, you are alive and well." Lin Yufen nodded and looked at Ye Zikang. At this moment, Ye Zikang was holding a pistol and studying it, wondering why he didn't kill the bad guy with this shot.
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