Second Uncle was seen making a fist with his left hand in front and right hand stretching forward, posing like he was charging with a bayonet. All the while, shouting, "Kill, kill, kill!"
Yu Minglang didn't move, blinked his eyes and Xiao Qian facepalmed.
Second Uncle halted with satisfaction.
"Back in my day, I was the best in this! Are you impressed?"
To create an enhanced effect, Second Uncle repeated, "Thrust, thrust, kill, kill, kill!"
"Is that stupid or what... stupid, stupid, stupid." Xiao Qian muttered to herself.
Yu Minglang calmly extended one finger, pressing it against Second Uncle's forehead.
Second Uncle felt deeply insulted, this pose of him resembled as if he was playing with a dog?
So, he swung his arm and shouted, "Kill!"
The next moment...
"Ai Ma, help me out, my back gave out..."
Yu Minglang shrugged, looking innocent, "I didn't touch him..."
