Chapter 346: Killer and small dumb (31)

In fact, any action, as long as the name of A is taken, no one will doubt the result. Without suspense, naturally no one will ask the specific situation.
Mu Hao has been used to it. But the little dumb around him asked Dong to ask the West, but it was not annoying, but... there was a kind of slight pleasure.
What he shouldn't like - when faced with this person, it seems that the brain will automatically make mistakes, like a machine with a program crash, everything is messed up.
Mu Yan pressed the temple slightly, and was dragged by the girl to the sea of ​​people, but she did not even shoot her thoughts... Instead of frowning, she was careful to protect the person in her arms.
The young man sighed low.
The night market is very lively, the lights are flashing and there are many small stalls for those who pass by.
Yu Chu is not interested in these gadgets, just pulling the people around him shopping, it will make people have a strange satisfaction.
Taking his hand into the crowd, Yu Chu took a look at the booth before shooting a balloon.
A young man with yellow hair has just shot a round, and six of the ten small balloons have been very accurate.
Perhaps he was smug, and saw a girl looking at him. He didn't pay attention to the girl around him. He raised his eyebrows and whistled at the girl.
Yu Chu felt the hand on his shoulder and paused.
She looked back at the teenager.
Mu Yan also calmly whispered, light-colored sly faint, with a little carelessness, looked at the booth, "Do you like the puppet over there?"
The tone of the teenager is also plain.
Yu Chu swept the puppet on the booth, hesitated and nodded.
Just a moment, she saw that the guy reached for the gun... Now it’s just a past discussion on the booth, she still doesn’t stop it...
She followed Muxi to the booth.
The young man was carrying a slap, and casually squinted at the yellow hair standing next to his eyes, and his heart was calm.
But after all, it was the eyes of the killer. The young man shrank his neck and stepped back a few steps.
The booth owner looked at the teenager a few times and gave the gun a smile. He smiled and said hello.
In fact, there is a lot of attention along the way, but with so many planes of the Lord God, Yu Chu has long been used to it, and now it is almost impossible to see it.
Mu Yan faintly raised the gun, and the slender fingers were smooth.
Ordinary people play this kind of balloon, of course, one by one, but the teenager does not need to pause. There are ten rows of non-stop, only to hear the intensive gunshots, ten balloons have all blasted, and the bullet holes are stable. On the cardboard, just in the center of each balloon.
The young Huang Mao is completely stupid.
The onlookers made a slight snoring, and they looked at the teenager with surprise. Some people whispered to each other, and this hand really kept them. Girls are excited eyes, but they are afraid to talk.
Because there, the boy has taken a puppet and bowed his head to the the side.
A look is a girlfriend.
The girls can only scratch their hearts and sigh.
Before leaving, Mu Yan stared at the young Huang Mao.
The man was scared to step back and almost hit the pillar next to the booth behind him.
"What's wrong?" A friend asked strangely next to him.
Huang Mao shook his head and found himself cold sweat.
But it is really scary.
Only he saw that look--not knowing why, always felt that the man really wanted to kill him.