" miss mo, isn't it just a ghost cat? we were going to capture it and give it to mr. president. please calm down. " the gunner looked at mo nan chong and said, " please give me back my gun! "
"it's just a ghost cat?" mo nan chong looked at the gunner coldly. " although it's a ghost cat, it's still very small. also, this ghost cat is mine!"
the gunman laughed. " you haven't even caught it, so how can it be yours? if you have the ability to catch it before us, then it's yours! "
"you're being a little unreasonable. even if mr. president were to come, he would think that you're an unreasonable person."
mo nan chong looked at the shooter. " i've never been a reasonable person! "
the gunner was speechless.
then, the gunner felt a powerful fist coming at him.
before he could react, his eyes were hit and it hurt. he didn't know what happened, but he felt like he was being hit here and there.
