His eyes widened as he looked at the white and tender little hand holding the head of the gun.
Then, something fantastic happened...
The steel gun head suddenly turned into rubber. He gently pulled it...
Bent...bent...
Ahhhh...
The killer uncle yelled and went completely crazy.
What's going on...
Did he hit a ghost?
Although this kind of scene has been played on TV, it was all staged...
He reached out and pulled the bent gun head out of fear.
It's so hard that it can't be bent by human power...
This is not making a movie...
Ghost...it must be a ghost...
“There’s a ghost!!!”
With an earth-shattering cry, the killer uncle rushed out desperately.
Behind him, Xiao Xian'er smiled with a devilish and beautiful face.
With two rows of small white jade-like teeth, she smiled as innocently as a Pleasant Goat...
Looking at the gun thrown by the killer on the ground, he picked it up playfully, used his inner strength, and straightened the bent gun.
The gun was pointed at the running killer.
Bang!
Shoot and hit the target!
After the shot hit, the cute little shot showed an elegant and noble smile, as beautiful as a young master from a noble family.
Of course he would not show mercy to a killer, let alone allow someone who knew such a cute little secret about himself to be alive...
Don't be sloppy in doing things, he knows this very well...
Turning around, he sat in front of the computer again and performed the decoding program. The more he got into contact with the computer, the more he liked it. The computer was like a deep knowledge group. The deeper you went in, the more knowledge you discovered.
It seems like you can never finish learning that knowledge in a lifetime.
Extremely interesting.
At this time, Xiao Feng'er and Xiao Mo'er also finished dealing with the killer outside and walked in. As soon as they came in, they saw the corpse hanging on the window sill and frowned: "It turns out there is another one crawling in here!"
"Little Mo'er, push him out, it looks so scary..." Xiao Feng'er said with a frail and frightened face, but there was clearly a cute smile in her eyes.
"This little Xian'er is serious. I don't know if I have to make another effort to let him take one more step before shooting!" Xiao Mo'er looked at the killer's body hanging on the window sill and frowned angrily.
He frowned, but still walked over, stretched out his cute little hand, grabbed the man's arm, and then flicked him away.
Bang!
With a sound, the heavy sound of the body falling to the ground was heard.
Xiao Mo'er looked at the window diagonally opposite with arrogance. Under the moonlight, there was a cute and delicate little face with an evil and charming smile.
Then, with a pull of his hand, he pulled the curtain down domineeringly with a swipe.
The faces of the four people who were peeping in the diagonally opposite window were already as pale as paper.
"Abani, who are these children? They are so scary..."
"The Chinese Kung Fu is so terrifying...one hand and one person...Those killers are all good people!"
"How can a five-year-old child's attack be so powerful? Did you just see... one kick, one kick, and he kicked the man to death..." The voice of the other person was shaking so hard...
"Yes, is this really a child? Such skills, such strength... so scary..."
