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Chapter Thirteen Practice hard so that you don't have to swallow your anger(2/2)

The officer raised his legs and said, "Calculate, will I step with my left leg or my right leg next?"

"You have made it clear..." Zhuge Xiaoming said angrily.

"Xiao Ming."

Zhuge Kongping gave a low drink, and then said to the officer: "Sir, stop playing, okay?"

"Playing? Do you think I am playing?"

The officer's expression changed, and he pointed the gun at his head: "You are provoking the royal soldiers. Your crime..."

"Uh-huh."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yao appeared in front of him like a ghost, snatched the golden gun from his hand, rubbed his hands together, and directly rolled them into a golden ball. He pinched the officer's chin open and stuffed it into the other man's mouth.

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

Such a thing was suddenly stuffed into the mouth. The officer's mouth was so stretched that he couldn't spit it out, couldn't take it off, and jumped in place anxiously, but couldn't speak.

Qin Yao grinned and said warmly: "Is it fun?"

officer:"……"

What the hell.

Qin Yao suppressed his smile, turned to Zhuge Kongping and said, "Let's go."

The father and son were stunned at the same time, and Kong Ping couldn't help but ask: "Are you ignoring him?"

"No matter what he does, this is the fate of being a bitch." Qin Yao said calmly.

The officer faced his soldiers and pointed at Qin Yao, but he was speechless. The soldiers could not understand what he meant and could only stand there blankly.

The officer was helpless, becoming more and more anxious, and his mind was gradually filled with panic. In panic, he knelt down in front of Qin Yao, hugged his legs and sobbed.

Zhuge and his son were both dumbfounded when they saw that the military master who was so aloof just now turned into a pug in an instant.

If he does this, isn't he afraid of retaliation?!

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Chapter completed!
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