Chapter 22: Another pistol

The man pulled out another pistol from his back, then turned to Schroeder's head again!

β€œoh,NO!” Schroeder almost didn't cry, he quickly let go of his two arms that were still wrapped around the man's arms, and then raised his hands again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Jones looked at it from a distance, it didn't seem to be almost fainted by him, he didn't expect that the man would have two guns, oh, and it was all beyond his expectations to play again, he said to himself that it was fortunate that he didn't listen to Schroeder just now, otherwise he ran over, and the man took out his pistol again, and it would be all over, and now maybe there is still a chance to convince, he has to try, oh no, he has to try, of course, the chips, or Schroeder's head!

Thinking of this, Jones hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "Hey, I said, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot!! Then he shouted at the man alone, "Oh, man, look at him, he's still a kid, don't shoot, don't shoot!! ”

He felt like his veins were about to burst, he didn't know what he was going to say, his brain went blank and short-circuited.

Looking at the man again, he ignored what Jones said, but said to Schroeder quietly: "Oh, look, look, what's going on?" Oh man, what do I say, it's not good, that's not what you say good people should do! ”

Sweating from his face, Schroeder said, "Oh, no...... I, I'm just......!!! ”

He's getting a little incoherent.

At this point, suddenly the man took a step back as well, pointed one gun at Schroeder, and the other at Jones, and then he said to Jones, "Oh, I said man, you're disappointing me, oh, that's not what you call a good guy!" ”

"Oh no, man!" Jones quickly replied, "I think it's a misunderstanding, oh yes, this must be some kind of misunderstanding, I didn't teach him to do this, and I won't teach him to do it!" ”

Jones is really starting to get a little flustered, he doesn't know what he should say, what to do, that sentence is right, or a sentence is wrong, he is starting to be a little unsure, he is afraid, he is not afraid of himself, he is afraid that he will say something wrong, and this may kill Schroeder, although he and Schroeder have just met, but he has already begun to think that this kid is good, he dares to take the gun from someone else's hand for those medicines, oh no, it doesn't seem to be a merit, but he just saved him, No one can save him anymore but him, he doesn't want to have something to do and his partner is gone, oh, he has to adjust himself, he must adjust himself, yes, can't mess up, can't mess up, mess up and it's all over, and as long as the man hasn't shot yet, he's got a chance, yes, he has a chance, he has to have a chance, he's got to get his brain spinning, yes, renew, as soon as possible "Oh, man, you're bullying people, yes, you're bullying people" Before the man could speak, Jones said suddenly

β€œwhatοΌŸβ€ The man couldn't believe his ears

"Yes, you're bullying, I'm right, this kid is just, he just wants to play a joke with you, he doesn't like to be bullied like this, oh yes, I'm right, he doesn't want to, man!" Jones finally had his fallacious reasoning

"Oh yes, he's right, you're bullying!" Schroeder hurriedly continued: "It's not a good feeling to be held to the head with a gun!" ”

"Oh yes, I said man, we're all starting to quibble, bullying, am I going to bully, I'm not that kind of person, oh yes, I've got to go, maybe goodbye!" The man smiled coldly