"Heh, kid, you think you're tough, huh? Try moving again, I dare you,"
Huang Gou held the rifle, his eyes full of triumph and arrogance as he stared at Zhang Xiaoshan.
Luo Meili was terrified out of her wits.
"Little Shan, don't provoke him anymore, be careful."
At this time, Luo Meili was still worried about Zhang Xiaoshan's safety, which undoubtedly showed true love.
Zhang Xiaoshan quietly comforted Luo Meili.
"Don't be scared, Meili, I got this."
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoshan even took two steps forward.
"Damn, kid, you've got guts. I'm warning you, don't move, or I'll shoot right now, stop walking forward,"
As he spoke, Huang Gou's finger was already on the trigger.
As soon as he pulled the trigger, the bullet would shoot out immediately.
This was a real rifle, whose power was not comparable to ordinary hunting shotguns.
Zhang Xiaoshan stopped walking and looked at Huang Gou with calm eyes.
"Are you sure you want to shoot?"
