Song Yunuan looked at Mazi, who was sprawled on the ground, then glanced at Yao Hai, whose eyes were wide open.
Suddenly, she concealed the murderous intent in her eyes, let go of her grip, and patted the wooden handle. With an insincere smile, she said, "Uncles, don't be afraid, this is just a toy gun, it's fake."
Yao Hai and Mazi exchanged glances.
Mazi finally stood up.
They both tried to calm their nerves.
The girl was just too frightening.
The main issue was that the hunting rifle was definitely real.
What on earth did she want to do?
Hadn't they already left and didn't say anything to anyone? As for Chu Zizhou, they talked, but no one believed them.
So, why did she stop them, and what was she planning on doing?
Right, whose jeep was that?
Chu Zizhou?
It had to be Chu Zizhou's.
What did this mean, was she planning to silence them for good?
Countless questions arose, but not a single one dared to be asked.
