The volume of the gunfire is actually the same, but because it has been lost for a long time, it has been longed, and it has been injected with emotional color, so in the ears of Watanabe Festival, the sound of gunfire in this life simply changes the color of the world.

"Huh!"

Watanabe Festival first stepped on the air again, embarrassed for a while, and then-

"Haha-"

Instead, he laughed, but his smile froze halfway through the laugh, because he felt his crotch wet, and he was nervous for so long, and he relaxed, but he ...... Incontinence!

So his heart seemed to have thousands of grass and mud horses galloping by, and he couldn't imagine that he was scared to pee by a small driver of SZ with a Sky Eagle.

If you don't experience it yourself, say it, don't say it to anyone else, even he doesn't believe it himself.

In addition to cultivation, after all, you have super perseverance to become a Shangnin, but how can a Shangnin with super perseverance be scared out of urine by the sound of gunshots?!

Regardless of whether he is caught alive or not, just a few bullets can make a Shangren scared out of the urine, if this matter spreads, Chu Jiang can become a figure of the year in the gossip world and a model for SZ people.

Incontinence is incontinence, who knows, he is out of bullets anyway!

"Bang!"

When Watanabe was looking for reasons for incontinence, when Watanabe thought that Chu Jiang was no longer out of bullets, the gunshots rang out again, and he didn't count them first, just rang out, completely without warning.

Ah, why are there still bullets, didn't he say that there are no bullets, are the SZ people so cunning and cunning?

Scoundrel, scoundrel, the four bullets just now were all counted to ten first, how can they ...... at this moment

When Watanabe once again began to pay attention to his feet, his ass was cold.

That's right, Chu Jiang's first few bullets just interrupted the branch that Watanabe Festival was about to step on, even if the last two bullets kept preaching that they were going to hit Watanabejie's fart-stock, but how could the fart-stock of your fart-stock, Lao Tzu's fart-stock be hit!

Therefore, when the gunshots rang out, although Watanabe's chrysanthemums were tight, he was most concerned about the branches under his feet.

But—

Watanabe never expected that at this moment, his farts were first cold, and then there was a pain to the bone, and with the pain, he fell headlong from the tree!

Chu Jiang also fell calmly, and then with a playful smile, he walked towards the Watanabe Festival step by step.

"Watanabe, I'm sorry, my math has always been taught by the PE teacher, one, two, three can be followed by ten, and, I also made a serious mistake, obviously there is still a bullet, but I thought there was no ......"

"Don't be angry, I'll go back and talk about my physical education teacher, if you teach physical education, you can teach physical education, how can you teach mathematics, and let a Japanese person get shot, and it's a fart-thigh shot, how indecent it is to say it!"

"Hey, Watanabe Shao, how is your crotch wet, you were shot but a fart-thigh, why is the front wet, what is the principle, is it a physical reaction, or a chemical reaction......"

That's right, Chu Jiang made the mistake of nagging again, and walked towards Watanabe Festival, who fell to the ground, while nagging, his words seemed to be full of apologies.

However, if you nag, you can nag, how can you break the privacy of our Watanabe Daishao.

If Watanabe's incontinence was known, he wouldn't mind taking advantage of the fine traditions of the Watanabe Kingdom and committing suicide by breaking his stomach.

"Wow!"

Watanabe Setsu endured it for a long time, or it was a long-lost one, and a mouthful of blood that he had longed for for a long time finally vomited.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't vomit blood because of the gunshot, let alone because he fell down and was injured and vomited blood, but because he couldn't get used to hearing Chu Jiang's words of concern.

Shame, shame!

After Watanabe vomited blood, Lian was still red, as if he could vomit a second mouthful of blood at any time.

At this moment, Watanabe Festival is already secretly brewing a ninja lore, your sister, he really wants to kill Chu Jiang at the moment, and even if he dies together, he will not hesitate.

Isn't it just a fart-stock shot, he believes that as long as he performs a ninja kill that hurts others and hurts himself, even if he can't kill Chu Jiang, he can seriously injure Chu Jiang.

In order to relieve hatred, hurt yourself and hurt yourself, and then slowly and calmly escape after seriously injuring Chu Jiang.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

At this time, there were several voices of Luo Shuai and them not far away, it seems that Luo Shuai's hearing is not bad, and they are also quite fast, Chu Jiang just shot down Watanabejie, and a few of them rushed to follow the gunshot.

"Hurry up, you guys, I'll shoot this Watanabe Daishao's ass at random, how is his crotch wet, is it a physical reaction, or a chemical reaction?" Chu Jiang glanced at a few figures in the distance, and said with a serious face.

"Haha-" Luo Shuai laughed when he heard this.

"Boss, according to me, it's neither a physical reaction nor a chemical reaction, it's ...... Heat transfer!" Black Prison grinned, thinking he was smart.

"Hot your head!" Luo Shuai pursed his lips and scolded deliberately.

And the black prison touched his head, as if he remembered something, and shouted, "Boss, did you hit his ass-tin or his chrysanthemum?"

Chu Jiang said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, I can swear to heaven and earth, I just hit his ass, his chrysanthemum must be intact......!

"Wow!"

When Watanabe heard this, he was so angry that he spit out a second mouthful of blood, and then he really felt a smell of danger, not his danger, but his chrysanthemum danger.

If...... In SZ, the grandson of the dignified Shuikou Group boss, a dignified ninja, was abused to the point of chrysanthemum remnants, what face does he have to live!!

"Black Prison, although the boss knows your hobbies, the boss has to remind you, you ...... Do you know who the shinobi lying on the ground is?"

"Who?"

"The proud grandson of Watanabe Extreme Battle, the helmsman of the Mizuguchi-gumi, Watanabe Matsuki. If you go to his grandson, I can guarantee that you will be disturbed by the Mizuguchi-gumi all the time in the rest of your life. Day and night. Watanabe Jizhan will definitely scold you, Black Prison Child, my grandson, if you kill it, you will kill it, how can you go up!"

"The boss has a point, but ...... From afar, this guy was quite to my taste, and I decided to ...... It's out. Besides, there is a boss here, what is the Mizuguchi group, I want to go to Watanabe Lao'er's grandson, and it is already considered to be giving Watanabe Lao'er face!"

The sullenness of the black prison came, with a stubborn look, and in the blink of an eye, several of them had already arrived at Chu Jiang's side.

Then, the Black Jail couldn't wait to walk towards Watanabe Festival, smirking with a smirk.

Watanabe Setsu looked at Chu Jiang, then at the Black Prison, gritted his teeth, and a resolute ruthlessness flashed in his eyes!

Just when Chu Jiang was five meters away from Watanabe, Watanabe's body suddenly burst into a burst of intense fire.

The fire was extremely strong, and it spread in an instant!