However, since entering the tomb, the gun has been kept in the backpack.

There is no chance to use it.

He forgot everything!

It’s mainly because I don’t use this thing normally, so I can’t remember it most of the time.

But now it's different.

Isn’t this situation right now when using a gun?

Thinking of this, Wu Jing felt excited.

He quickly unzipped the backpack and took out the gun inside.

At this moment, several mice had already pounced on him.

He was about to bite at his other ear.

Wu Jing felt disgusted and roared angrily.

"Your grandma's, I'm addicted to biting, right? I want to bite my other ear!"

"Look, Grandpa won't give you some colors!"
Chapter completed!