No one in Longmen City, or Zhejiang Province, or even the whole country has this guts! Dare to send her to prison!
Not to mention country Z, even internationally, who has the guts to send her to prison!
Yun Jian's words were extremely arrogant. The crazy words were accompanied by a crazy tone that could not be ignored, and the silver pistol held by Yun Jian.
Everyone present had the illusion of being shot and facing the fear of death.
"You, you you, you you you ..."
On Ma Aihua's old, ugly and yellow face, the wrinkles were caused by Yun Jian's move to take out the pistol, which made the wrinkles startled like a piece of yellow paper that was kneaded into a paper ball.
It's even uglier than the yellow paper that was kneaded into a paper ball.
"That's a gun ... that's a gun! Grandma's that's a gun !!!" Zhang Xuanyi saw a sudden change in her face when she saw the thing in Yun Jian's hand.
She held Ma Aihua's hand tightly, squatted down, and she hid behind Ma Aihua.
Ma Aihua herself was scared to death. Her pale face was crumpled into a ball and exclaimed: "Who is her mother, this child doesn't care! Don't ... you don't shoot! "
Qin Yirong and Ge Junjian both stood aside, watching the whole process of Ma Aihua's shame.
"Well! Let's nonsense! I look at this New Year's gift and take it back later! Don't come again!"
Zhang Meihua found an opportunity to be angry for herself. She ran into the house and gave Ma Aihua her New Year's gift from the house. The cheapest oil in a small bottle of supermarket and a box of miscellaneous milk were scooped out and thrown to Ma Aihua And Zhang Xuanyi approached.
"Take it! Don't come again!" Zhang Meihua threw back two cheap Chinese New Year gifts to Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi.
After throwing the New Year's greetings to Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi, Zhang Meihua was relieved.
Although there were many relatives standing around, it was obvious that Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi had caused trouble first.
And every year it is a New Year, it is better to say that Ma Aihua came to the door and held a cheap New Year's greeting, but went to Zhang Meihua to show off crazy.
Zhang Meihua couldn't bear the ostentatious tone, so she wanted Ma Aihua to be ugly on the spot.
This is not the opportunity.
"Xuanyi, go and call your dad, let's go! Hurry up!" Ma Aihua stepped back and pushed a hand of Zhang Xuanyi. He went out and ran away.
It looked like he was afraid that he would be shot dead by this gun in Yun Jian's hand.
Zhang Xuanyi was also afraid. After chasing Ma Aihua, she just shouted "Daddy, let's go" to her dad who was still standing in the house, and avoided it like a plague.
At the right angle, Zhang Meihua's other relatives and friends looked at Yun Jian's pistol with horror, and it was neither fleeing nor fleeing.
In the hearts of everyone, they were tense to a horizontal line, afraid to the top, and even fantasizing, thinking about the moment that Yun Jian's hand went out of control and accidentally shot at himself.
Yun Jian suddenly threw a silver pistol into the air.
All people's emotions reached their climax at this moment.
While Yun Jian looked ahead, she didn't even look at the silver pistol thrown into the air. She stretched out her hand to catch the pistol thrown up to the sky, and then showed a harmless cricket smile in front of everyone. .
As if the girl who was full of killings was not her, she raised her pistol and said without expression: