So Marin threw the gun back to the old man again: "Then please."

Maybe it was a bit anxious to lose it, and the old bishop almost took it off.

"By the way, do you want this gun?" asked the old bishop pointed to the lever shotgun in the gun stand.

Marin nodded, took the gun and threw it to Jessica: "Now it's yours."

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Come out of the storage room. Marin notices that Logan is waving to him, so he walks over: "What's wrong."

"Mimian dragged the terrestrial dragon into the operating table in the apse and was conducting anatomical samples with the local chief medical officer."

"We're lucky, I thought we were going to find them on the grassland." Jessica held the gun in both hands, looking very fond of her new gift.

"Yes, the Earth-Strike Dragon appears deep in the grassland. We are really lucky this time." Faye said, noting the situation in the medical area: "That guy wakes up."

Marin turned his head and found that the city agent had already sat up.

"Would we talk to him about why he threw you white gloves?" Lilim was puzzled when she mentioned this question: "I don't think Mr. Marin had offended him, why did she have to duel with him?"

"Maybe it's because of jealousy of Mr. Marin's interaction with Sister Faye." Clos yawned as he said: "I really want to find a soft bed now to have a good sleep."

"I also think that after walking in the wild for more than a week, I almost forgot the smell of sunshine on the pillow." Maya said as she opened her bloody mouth and yawned.

Marin was silent... He was wondering whether to tell his sister that the smell of the sun on the pillow was actually just the smell of the little bugs after being sunburned.

After thinking about it, Marin continued to remain silent.

For some words, it is better not to cause trouble.
Chapter completed!