The gunshot...
It was very swift, so fast that Ou Tiandao didn't even have time to react. His cell phone was left in halves.
Ou Tiandao felt a bit relieved that he held the phone horizontally. If he had held it vertically, he guessed that his hand would have been halved too.
Roy, "..."
The boss' shooting skills were always on point, but today...
Why did he shoot Ou Tiandao's phone??
Wasn't it supposed to be his own phone??
Ou Junsan quietly closed his eyes, "..."
Compared to Diers's precise shooting skills, their own Ou Tiandao's shooting skills were truly pathetic. From a young age until now, let's not even talk about hitting the bullseye, he hadn't even hit the target once.
Every time he fired a shot, it either hit the butler's butt or the bodyguard's butt, or he managed to knock off the neighbor's dog's ear. No one knows whether this mischievous boy did it on purpose.
Over time, no one in Ou Tiandao's house dared to go to him when he was practicing shooting.
