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Chapter 832: Don't cry if you don't see the coffin twenty-three

After listening to this, Xiao Tiantian lowered his head and played with the toy gun in his hand playfully. He said: "How about we take a gamble and see, my toy gun, what may come out of this toy gun?"

Real bullets, let's take a gamble.

I don’t know when the real bullets were fired. Of course, I won’t kill you. Wherever the gun hits you, no matter where it is, in this way, it will be considered as what you owe me, and you will pay it back to me and my mother.

Mi, how's it going?"

I just tried it, it was a toy gun.

It's a toy water gun.

Now it's a little difficult to convince them that it's a real gun, so let her try it again!

After hearing this, Ye Xiaoli looked at the gun in Xiao Tiantian's hand. She was no longer afraid at this time, but she still felt a little cold. She frowned, "Aren't you a toy gun owner?"

The water just sprayed on her face, she still didn't dare to say anything?

Xiao Tiantian looked at Ye Xiaoli and said naively: "I can make it a toy gun or a real gun. How about using you as a test?"

When Ye Xiaoli heard this, she looked at Xiao Tiantian's appearance, not knowing whether her words were true or false. She subconsciously took a breath of air and said, "What do you want to do?"

Little Tiantian, what on earth does he want to play?

Ling Shaohua, who had been silent for a long time, looked at the gun in Xiao Tiantian's hand, frowned slightly and said, "Is your gun a real gun or a fake gun?"

At this time, this little p-kid was really hard to tell whether what he said was true or false.

He said that it would be possible to turn this toy gun into a real gun?

Especially the slightly raised eyes made people dare not look down on this child at all, and even felt a little bit of pressure.

This child is definitely not a simple thing.

Xiao Tiantian looked at Ling Shaohua, put on an innocent smile, and said, "Let's try a real gun and a fake gun, and then we'll know, right?"

Ling Shaohua looked at Xiao Tiantian's unpredictable appearance and narrowed his eyes slightly. It was impossible for this child to tell the truth to him. It's just that no matter what Xiao Tiantian was, he was just a child. Why?

Is it okay to play with guns?


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