The seductive woman's heavily made-up eyes were narrowed, and she was gnashing her teeth, unable to hold her breath.
"Wakako, why are you talking so much nonsense with her?"
A nondescript guy walked out, he was quite short, and he was holding a martial arts sword. He looked like a Japanese scum.
"Darou Kameda, you don't need to worry about it."
"Pfft - didn't I hear it wrong?"
When Lu Xiaobao heard a funny name, he couldn't help but trembled. He was indeed uneducated, and he was so uneducated when he got the name.
"You heard me right, it's Kame Dalang."
The corners of Du Qingling's mouth curled up slightly. He didn't expect that the one who was the most upset would be Little Japan. No wonder, even though he was short, he was still stingy. Hmm... a clown.
"Haha - Turtle Dalang. It's so funny. Calling him a turtle is offensive to other turtles."
Lu Xiaobao bent over and laughed incomprehensibly, almost crying.
"...You are the turtle. I am Kameda."
Staring at Lu Xiaobao with inverted triangle eyes, he suddenly realized that Lu Xiaobao was still a sweet little beauty, and couldn't help but look charming.
"Who cares? Get out of here."
The smile that was originally blooming suddenly erupted into anger, which did not give Kameda any face.
"Ignore my existence?"
Wakako twisted her waist and started to have fun.
"Huh? Auntie, you haven't left yet?"
I pretended to wipe my eyes, and then I saw clearly that the person next to me was actually a human.
"court death."
The gun placed above his thigh was pulled out and pointed at Lu Xiaobao's temple.
"Then let's see whose gun is faster."
Lu Xiaobao reacted instantly and pulled out a small gun from his sleeve. It was delicate and cute. It was pressed against He Jia's throat.
The sweet smile on his lips remained unabated, and he obviously didn't care about the pistol on his temple.
"you…"
Wakako was shaking with anger. She felt the cold gun under her throat, which was about to take away her breath.