100 Ways to Get the Male God

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In fact, any action, as long as the name of a, no one will doubt the result. If there is no suspense, naturally no one will ask the specific situation.

Mu Ye was already used to it. But the little mute asked questions around him, but it didn't make people tired, on the contrary... there was a slight joy.

What he shouldn't have liked - when facing this person, it seems that the brain will automatically go wrong, like a machine with a program crash, everything is messed up.

Mu Ye pressed his temple slightly, and was dragged by the girl toward the crowd, but he had no intention of shooting her to death at all... Instead, he frowned and carefully guarded the person in his arms, which made him feel at ease.

The young man sighed inwardly.

The night market is very lively, the lights are flickering, and there are many small stalls for passers-by to play.

Yu Chu is not interested in these gadgets, but just dragging the person around him to go shopping will give people a strange sense of satisfaction.

Holding his hand and walking into the crowd, Yu Chu glanced at a booth where he was shooting balloons.

A young man with a dyed yellow head had just shot one round, six of ten small balloons, and the accuracy rate was already very good.

Maybe it was because he was complacent. When he saw a girl looking at him, he didn't pay attention to the person next to the girl, raised his eyebrows and whistled at the girl.

Yu Chu felt the hand on his shoulder pause.

She looked back at the boy.

Mu Ye also lowered his eyes calmly, his light-colored pupils were indifferent and a little careless, and glanced at the booth, "Do you like the puppets over there?"

The boy's tone was also flat.

Yu Chu glanced at the puppets on the booth over there, hesitated, and nodded.

Just for a moment, she saw this guy reach for a gun... Now it's just "learning and learning" at the booth, she should not stop it...

She obediently followed Mu Ye to the booth.

The young man raised his eyes and glanced casually at the yellow hair standing beside his eyes, looking calm.

But it was the killer's eyes after all, the young man shrank his neck and took a few steps back subconsciously.

The stall owner looked at the young man several times in amazement before he gave the gun and greeted him with a smile on his face.

In fact, there was not a lot of attention along the way, but with so many planes of the Lord God, Yu Chu was used to it for a long time, and now he can almost pretend not to see it.

Mu Ye raised the gun lightly, his slender fingers steady.

Ordinary people play this kind of balloon, of course, one by one, but the young man does not need to stop, ten in a row without stopping, only to hear the sound of intensive gunfire, all ten balloons have been burst, and the bullet holes stop steadily. on the cardboard, exactly in the center of each balloon.

The yellow-haired young man was completely dumbfounded.

The onlookers made a slight murmur, and looked at the young man in surprise, and some people talked to each other in a low voice, which really calmed them down. The girls are all excited and star-eyed, but they hesitate to strike up a conversation.

Because over there, the boy had already taken a puppet and handed it to the girl beside him.

It looks like a girlfriend.

The girls could only sigh scratching their lungs.

Before leaving, Mu Ye gave the yellow-haired young man a faint look.

The man stepped back in fright, almost hitting the post next to the stall behind him.

"What's wrong?" a friend next to him asked strangely.

Huang Mao shook his head, only to realize that he was in a cold sweat.

But it's really scary.

Only he saw that look - for some reason, he always felt that the person really wanted to kill him.