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

Let alone country Z, who has the courage to send her to prison even in the world!

Yunjian's words are extremely arrogant. The rampant words match with the rampant tone that can't be ignored, as well as the silver pistol in Yunjian's hand.

There was an illusion among the people who were shot and faced the fear of death.

"You, you, you......"

the wrinkles on Ma Aihua's old, ugly and yellow face were all caused by Yunjian's taking out the pistol, and the scarred wrinkles were just like a piece of yellow paper which was hard kneaded into a paper ball.

Even more ugly than the yellow paper that was kneaded into a paper ball.

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

She grabbed Ma Aihua's hand and half crouched, hiding behind him.

Ma Aihua herself was scared to death. Her pale face was folded into a mass, and she shouted: "who is her mother? This child doesn't care! Don't... Don't shoot! "

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

"Bah! I want you to talk nonsense! I think this new year's greeting will be taken back later! Don't come back! "

Zhang Meihua finds a chance to be angry for herself. She runs into the house and carries the new year's greetings given by Ma Aihua. A small bottle of supermarket's cheapest oil and a box of miscellaneous brand milk are carried out and left in front of Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi.

"Take it! Don't come in the future! " Zhang Meihua returns two cheap new year's greetings to Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi.

After throwing the new year's ceremony to Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi, Zhang Meihua could not mention it in her heart, but let it go.

Although there were many relatives standing around, it was ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi who got into trouble first.

And every year, it's a new year's day. It's better to say that Ma Aihua comes to Zhang Meihua with a cheap new year's Day gift and shows off crazily.

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

This is no chance.

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

It looks like I'm afraid that if I run slowly, I'll be killed by the gun on 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 room, like avoiding the plague.

Zhengjiao runs away. Zhang Meihua's other relatives and friends look at Yunjian's pistol in fear. It's not to run, not to run.

In all people's hearts, they are tense to a horizontal line, scared to the top, and even have fantasies. They think that if the gun on Yunjian's hand is out of control, they accidentally shoot themselves at that moment.

Yunjian suddenly threw the silver pistol into the air.

Everyone's emotions are at their peak at this moment.

But Yunjian looked at the front. She didn't even see the silver pistol thrown in the air. She reached out and caught the pistol thrown in the air steadily. Then she showed a harmless shy smile in front of the crowd.

As if the girl who was full of killing was not herself, she lifted the pistol and said with a blank face:

"this is a toy gun."

People: "...