Chapter 2500
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No one in Longmen City, Zhe Province, or even the entire country had the guts to do so! To send her to prison!
Who would have the guts to send her to prison, not to mention Z Country, even internationally?!
Yun Jian's words were arrogant to the extreme. Her brazen words, coupled with her undeniable tone, and the silver pistol in Yun Jian's hand.
Everyone present felt like they had been shot and were facing death.
"You – you – you – you – you …"
The wrinkles on Ma Aihua's old, ugly, and yellow face were crumpled like a piece of yellow paper that was crumpled into a ball due to the shock of Yun Jian's action of taking out the gun.
It was even uglier than the crumpled yellow paper.
"That's a gun … That's a gun! Grandma, that's a gun! "When Zhang Xuanyi saw the toy in Yun Jian's hand, her expression changed drastically.
She grabbed Ma Aihua's hand tightly, squatted down, and hid behind Ma Aihua.
Ma Aihua was scared to death as well, her pale face scrunched up as she shouted, "Who's her mother? Don't you care about this child? Don't … Don't you shoot! "
Qin Yirou and Ge Junjian stood aside and watched Ma Aihua's shameless act.
"Bah! Who told you to spout nonsense? I think you should take back these New Year's gifts too! Don't come again! "
Zhang Meihua found a chance to vent her anger. She ran into the house and took out the New Year's gifts from Ma Aihua, a small bottle of the cheapest oil in the supermarket and a carton of milk from an inferior brand, and tossed them in front of Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi.
"Take it, take it! Don't come again! "Zhang Meihua tossed the cheap gifts back to Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi.
After tossing the gifts to Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi, Zhang Meihua's anger was vented.
Although there were many relatives around, it was obvious that Ma Aihua and Zhang Xuanyi were the ones who got into trouble first.
Instead of calling it a New Year's greeting every year, it was more like Ma Aihua came to her door with cheap gifts to show off in front of Zhang Meihua.
Zhang Meihua could not stand her boastful tone and wished she could embarrass Ma Aihua right there and then.
Now, the opportunity had presented itself.
"Xuanyi, go get your dad. Let's go! Let's go! " Ma Aihua stepped back, stretched out her hand and pushed Zhang Xuanyi. Her own people were the first to leave, and she ran away like a wisp of smoke.
He looked like he was afraid that he would be shot to death by the gun in Yun Jian's hand if he was one step slower.
Zhang Xuanyi was also afraid. She chased after Ma Aihua and only shouted to her father, who was still standing in the room, "Dad, let's go!" Then she avoided the place as if avoiding the plague.
After Zhang Meihua ran away, the rest of Zhang Meihua's relatives and friends were still looking at the gun in Yun Jian's hand in fear. They did not know whether to run or not.
Just as everyone's hearts were tensed up and they were scared to the extreme, they even imagined that Yun Jian would lose control of the gun in her hand and accidentally shoot them.
Yun Jian suddenly threw the silver gun into the air.
Everyone's emotions reached a climax at this moment.
Yun Jian, on the other hand, looked straight ahead. She did not even look at the silver gun that was thrown into the air. She reached out and caught the gun steadily. Then, she revealed a harmless and shy smile in front of everyone.
It was as if the murderous girl just now was not herself. She raised the gun and said expressionlessly,
"This is a toy gun."
Everyone was speechless.
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
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