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Chapter 138 The Thatched House Really Has Treasures on the Shelves to Support(2/2)

"Then Yang Dali was screaming and laughing, what's going on?" Zhou Weiguo asked curiously.

"I don't know, I might be stepping on 'baba'. I guess I've found a treasure when I laughed wildly." Zhou Weihua responded with a smile, and he could only answer his brother's question like this.

"Okay!" Zhou Weiguo could only say that his younger brother was too mysterious.

In a while.

Yang Dali walked out of the cottage, holding a 416 assault rifle in his hand, just like the team members he already owned.

"Hehe, now I have a gun, so I don't have to envy you anymore." Yang Dali was so happy that he was like a fat man holding the 416 assault rifle.

I'll go.

Everyone was shocked at this moment.

He actually got a 416 assault rifle in the hut.

All the team members' eyes fell on deputy captain Zhou Weihua.

Captain, you are too weird, aren’t you?

He actually hid a gun in the thatched cottage?

"The first Huang Jun, go in." Zhou Weihua shouted to the comrade who had no guns.

"Yes." Huang Jun saw Yang Dali get the 416 assault rifle inside. He ran faster than a rabbit and got into the cottage.

"ah!"

"Hahaha"
Chapter completed!
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