My brother is Tyrant Song

=,=Silly sister!This is really not pure jelly beans, you can't eat them randomly!

"I only have this one." Song Shuhang said innocently.

Song Shuyu looked at Song Shuhang silently, and could only look away.

"Shuyu, look, there are air guns over there. Brother, can you make a big rabbit for you?" Song Shuhang pointed to the front not far away. Isn't the canopy at the entrance of the zoo just between air guns and ferrules? Is it kind?

Song Shuyu's eyes lit up immediately, he looked up at his brother, and asked, "Brother, do you know this?"

"So-so! Let's go!" Song Shuhang said modestly.

Song Shuyu held a skeptical attitude, isn't my brother just a driver?

If there are multiple identities—actors, the "Battle of the Last Law" back then was quite good.

For so many years, my brother told his family that his job is a "driver", um, an old driver!

But, brother, as a driver, although you are humble on your face, what is the pride in your bones?

Is the driver so awesome now?

"Shuyu, what are you still doing? Come here!" Song Shuhang took two steps and realized that his sister hadn't followed, so he turned around and said.

"Oh!" Shuyu took two steps and followed Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang said earnestly: "There are a lot of people here, you have to follow me closely, what if I lose it?"

If he can find it after losing it, he is afraid that Shuyu will be afraid.

Shuyu gave Song Shuhang a blank look, "Brother, I'm already ten years old! I'll be 11 years old every year! In ancient times, I would still be half an adult!"

"In ancient times, you should be engaged at this age, and you can get married in two years!" Song Shuhang laughed.

Shuyu blushed, brother!How can you be so dishonest!

"Brother! In ancient times, you can be a grandfather at your age!" Shuyu rolled his eyes and shot back.

A knowing blow - 1000 points of damage!

"Cough!" Song Shuhang coughed a few times, strode forward, pointed at the front and said, "This is fun!"

With a smug smile on Shuyu's face, she followed her bouncingly.

Twenty bullets for ten yuan, and you can get a plush toy if you hit it 15 times in a row.

And Song Shuhang fell in love with a soft and cute white rabbit half a meter tall, and planned to give it to Shuyu.

"How many shots does this need?" Song Shuhang pointed at the rabbit and asked.

The proprietress originally said that the one with 15 times was smaller than a rabbit, so Song Shuhang only asked.

The proprietress saw that there was a little girl beside him, she looked quite pleasing, and said, "It's also fifteen shots!"

"Thank you!" Song Shuhang thanked him.

It's so easy to hit a balloon with an air gun, only five meters away!

After paying ten yuan, Song Shuhang took the air gun and fired fifteen shots in one breath. The speed was extremely fast, as if he was seen by lightning.

The proprietress just turned her head and blinked, and the fifteen balloons in the center of the previous circles of balloons all burst!

"Damn! Look, there's a man of God over there!" A voice came, he accidentally saw the whole process just now, he was dead for three seconds, and all fifteen shots were shot!

Damn, you can't be a retired special soldier or something awesome, right?

It was too late when everyone cast their eyes on the past, so they only saw the result but not the process.

"What? What's wrong?"

"I heard that he shot 15 shots in a few seconds, all hits!"

"Impossible? Did he just shoot three times?"

"You can kill fifteen balloons with three shots? Are you stupid?"