Luna Amusement Park, in front of the "Gun Balloon" game stage.

"That's great, all players. You are the most powerful champions! The people of Lugo, aim at the balloons. Don't shoot unnecessary." Amid the crowd of onlookers, a clear female voice sounded: "Come on, work hard together, there are more interesting and fun here-"

"You are the real champion, just aim at the balloon easily and simply."

"Don't push, you won't want someone to push you when you shoot."

"The people of Lugo come and take a look, and aim at the balloon now."

"Stop making a fuss, aim at the balloon. Everything is easy and easy."

"Everything is easy." Someone echoed.

"Come on, see if you can hit the rope. Break the rope and wrap the bottle, this is the world's top wine, produced by Franscondy."

"Try shooting the rope, Lugo people. Don't push each other."

"Hey, you should be hitting here, you over there."

"Have the bullets been fired? Three sets of bullets are two thousand."

"Thank you, sir."

After the "gunner" who had all shot three sets of bullets left, Wu Chen finally took advantage of the opportunity to see the sound clearly. The boss lady who shot the balloon game table in a red dress, the eternal "Love Myth" - Sophia Loren.

At this moment, the boss lady rushed to a group of people coming to "inspection" in the distance, and sang Dureci, who had just bought three lottery tickets, whispered: "I won't repair it."

At this moment, everything is clear.

"Entering the balloon is easy and easy, one bullet costs 10 lira."

"Lugo's people try it, aiming at the balloon is easy."

Seeing Dureci was still shaking the lottery ticket in his hand proudly, the boss's wife came up with a plan and smiled at the "inspection" crowd: "Sir, do you want to buy bullets again? Do you not want to buy them?"

"I want to go ahead and take a look." Sure enough, someone couldn't wait to step forward and "inspection" the goods at close range.

"Pistol or rifle?" Everyone came here, and the boss lady was doing the "gun shooting balloon" business from beginning to end. However, the gunmen obviously had a unique purpose.

"She doesn't know you at all." The bearded man standing behind Duresi was obviously moved.

Duresi replied without looking back: "The police won't know about our bet."

"He is just lying to you." The mustached man was obviously worried about the ticket dealer Iver hiding in the dark.

"I swear it's OK." Dureci swore: "If I lie to you, I'll die right now."

As he was speaking, the proprietress in a red dress bent over her back to get the bullet that shot the balloon: "Please aim at the target, sirs."

The rich curve attracted the heartfelt amazement from the man inspecting goods at close range: "This 'target' is really good."

As he said that, rubbed his hands excitedly, he turned around and returned to the crowd and pointed at Dureci to challenge: "I want to go back and buy a ticket or ten tickets."

After saying that, he ran back to the market to find ticket sellers, which attracted another burst of laughter from the crowd.

"Why do you want to buy lottery tickets?" The elderly squire with rich experience in life pointed at the boss's wife who "gunsed the balloon" and pointed at the "shot of 20,000 yuan, this woman will be yours."

It means that you can enjoy the beauty of 20,000 lira. Why do you need to buy lottery tickets?

"You're wrong, I've tried it. Here you can only see her face." Dureci retorted seriously: "Come here we can see it a little more clearly."

It means that if you look closely, she is not a street girl who can get a 20,000 lira.

When a group of people walked straight to the gun and shot the balloon game table, they were stopped by a teenager on a bicycle: "Dad, you want to see a new target."

"What are you doing here?" Du Leixi, the "old client" who was told by his son, was so angry that he chased and beat the boy who ran away on a bicycle. The crowd burst into laughter. The atmosphere became more and more relaxed, and it seemed that all men were aroused by the "client mentality".

The crowd began to talk: "If you win, she said, 'Sorry you're not my food', or 'or you're too small and short, sir'..."

The short young man who was teased immediately got angry: "You are fucking idiot."

Talked and laughed, a group of men who were rushing to "inspection" finally walked to the game table, with their eyes dull and facing the boss's wife.

Accustomed to being watched by a group of malicious men, the proprietress has already become calm and composed: "Come on, can anyone break the rope?"

"Just break the rope, you can get Franscondy, the best Abano wine."

"Let's go ahead, the people of Lugo. One bullet can win a bottle of wine."

"Break the rope, break the rope, everyone. It's very simple, just break the rope."

Encouraged by the boss's wife, the men were eager to try and raised their guns to shoot. There was a burst of shooting, and someone finally broke the rope.

"Please give the champion the applause and encourage the people of Lugo." The boss's cold expression had no reward at all: "The prize was produced by Franscon, the best Abano wine."

The young gunman who took the champagne opened it happily and sprayed the champagne on the boss's chest while the boss's wife was unprepared. This is the scene he had always imagined.

"How dare you treat me like this, a dead pig!" The hot-hearted boss lady was about to fight back when she got the gun, but was stopped by the female assistant who was hiding beside her: "Zoe (Zoe)——"

The boss lady who immediately reacted, wiped off the residual wine from her neck and squirted the young man who sprayed champagne in a row, said, "You can try it, treat your sister like this."

"I don't have sisters." The young man was proud.

"Then she is so lucky." The boss's wife gave an order to expel the guest: "Don't get close to here again before you learn to be polite, a total of five thousand."

"Are you crazy?" The young man was shocked. Wasn't he a bullet 10 lira?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't you count, pig brain." The boss's wife Rouyi faced tits to the point.

"Shut up and give her money." Dureci, who was hiding in the crowd, took the opportunity to interrupt.

The young man had to admit defeat and pay.

"Enabled to aim at the balloon is easy and easy. Let the people of Lugo work together." The boss lady Rouyi, who took the money and stuffed it into her chest, repeated her constant shouting.

As he was talking, suddenly an out-of-control bull broke into the crowd.

"God! The cow is crazy-"

"God!"

The running bull scattered the crowd and suddenly stopped opposite the boss lady who was hugging her female assistant.

"It stares at me." The boss lady Rouyi's voice was trembling.

"Because you are wearing red clothes, take it off quickly." The young female assistant who was hiding behind her stood in front of the boss Rouyi with panic on her face.

So the boss lady took the opportunity to take off her red top and blocked her young female assistant regardless of everything.

"Oh—" The men's sighs sounded from outside the picture.

At the critical moment, the cowboy finally arrived.

"Come on, grab it." After a fight, the cowboy finally grabbed the bull.

"Well done, you are a hero." The boss cheered gratefully.

The cowboy waved at her with a full sense of vigor. The proprietress finally smiled on her face.

Just as they were about to turn around and put their tops back, the men started to cheer with malicious intentions: "Don't wear them back!"

"Yes, don't wear it back-"

Seeing the boss's wife unmoved, she was so openly that she covered the spring scenery. The men took off their hats and booed them in dissatisfaction.

"You either take the money out to play games or get out of here."

"I bought No. 13, No. 5 and No. 90." Someone shouted in the crowd.

"Goodbye!" The proprietress tidied up her shirt while driving away the crowd.

Wait. Didn’t you say 70 tickets? How did you buy the No. 90?

Taking advantage of the voyeuristic perspective of the ticket seller Ivo, Wu Chen was convinced that the men were very satisfied with this "inspection". Especially the bull's divine assist was the finishing touch.

Wait a little longer. The appearance of this bull seems to be a bit dramatic. Could it be...
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