Chapter 2500

In Longmen City, Zhejiang Province and even the whole country, no one has the courage! Dare to send her to prison!

Not to mention country Z, even in the international community, who has the courage to send her to prison!

Yunjian's words were arrogant to the extreme. The rampant words were matched with the rampant tone that could not be ignored, as well as the silver pistol in Yunjian's hand.

There was an illusion of being shot and facing the fear of death.

"You, you, you..."

The wrinkles on Ma Aihua's old, ugly and yellow face were all caused by the action of Yunjian taking out the pistol, and the frightened folds were like a piece of yellow paper kneaded into a paper ball.

It is even uglier than the yellow paper kneaded into a paper ball.

"That's a gun... That's a gun! Grandma, that's a gun!!!" Zhang Xuanyi's face suddenly changed when he saw the thing in Yunjian's hand.

She grabbed Ma Aihua's hand, half crouched down and hid behind Ma Aihua.

Ma Aihua himself was scared to death. Her pale face was wrinkled into a ball and shouted, "who is her mother? The child doesn't care! Don't... Don't shoot!"

Qin Yirou and Ge Junjian stood aside and watched the whole process of Ma Aihua's shamelessness.

"Bah! Let you talk nonsense! I think this new year's greeting will be taken back in the future! Don't come again!"

Zhang Meihua found an opportunity to vent her anger for herself. She ran into the house, carried out the new year's gift given to her by Ma Aihua, a small bottle of the cheapest oil in the supermarket and a box of miscellaneous milk, and threw them in front of Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi.

"Take it! Don't come again!" Zhang Meihua threw back two cheap new year greetings 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 got into trouble first.

And every year, it's better to say that Ma Aihua comes to the door and shows off crazily to Zhang Meihua with a cheap new year's greeting.

Zhang Meihua couldn't stand the flaunting tone. She wanted to make Ma Aihua ugly on the spot.

No, here's the chance.

"Xuanyi, go and call your father, let's go! Hurry!" Ma Aihua stood back, stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Xuanyi. He went out first and ran away.

It seemed that he was afraid that if he ran slower, he would be shot dead by the gun in Yunjian's hand.

Zhang Xuanyi was also afraid. She chased Ma Aihua and just shouted "Dad, go" to her father who was still standing in the house. She avoided here like avoiding the plague.

The main corner ran away. Zhang Meihua and the rest of his relatives and friends looked at the pistol in Yunjian's hand in fear. It's not to escape or not to escape.

In everyone's heart, he was tight to a horizontal line, afraid to the peak, and even had fantasies, thinking about the moment when Yunjian accidentally shot himself if the gun in his hand got out of control.

Yunjian suddenly threw the silver pistol into the air.

Everyone's emotions reach their climax at this moment.

Yunjian looked ahead. She didn't even look at the silver pistol thrown into the air. She reached out and caught the pistol firmly, and then showed a harmless shy smile in front of everyone.

As if the girl who was full of killing just now was not herself, she lifted her pistol and said expressionless:

"This is a toy gun."

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