In Yu Minglang's dictionary, the word "cowardice" does not exist.
When Wang Yafei scored a perfect game, Yu Minglang just smiled slightly, then stepped back, further back, and even more back...
"Hey! What are you doing standing so far away!"
The stall owner exclaimed in shock.
Was he trying to take the gun with him after winning their biggest doll?
"I'm here, what are you afraid of?" Xiao Qian spoke, watching Yu Minglang's every move closely.
"But from such a far distance, it's impossible to aim accurately. This toy gun can only shoot a few meters at most." The stall owner knew his own guns best. They were all toy guns with tampered aiming, and when the shooting range was exceeded, added with factors like wind speed, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven to hit the target.
"Whether he can aim accurately or not is his own concern. You just watch."
After Xiao Qian finished speaking, she looked at Yu Minglang.
