When Chen Chen pushed open the door, he took a step in. Sometimes it was the best way to do it. He had strong confidence in his shooting speed and accuracy.

There were three people in the house. They had just finished their meal and had not had time to clean up.

Mingchuan Zhengichi looked very majestic. The other two were women, one was very old and the other was middle-aged. He looked very respectful and cautious in front of Mingchuan Zhengichi.

As soon as the door opened, Mingchuan raised his head. He thought it was his daughter and opened his mouth to scold him, but found that it was a strange man with the gun in his hand pointing at his head.

The gun in Chen Chen's hand made a muffled sound, and there was a blood hole on Mingchuan Zhengichi's forehead. He shook it and lay on the small table in front of him, smashing the cup and plate.

With the clamor, Chen Chen turned the gun, and the two women only had time to let out a scream and fell to the ground.

There were a few slight sounds in another room not far away, followed by the sound of heavy human body falling and collision between tables and chairs.

The dog dealt with two people in another room, and there should be no problem with having a gun in his hand.

Chen Chen was still a little worried, but after three Japanese people, he quickly rushed to another room.

When they entered the house, they saw a mess, the table and chair collapsed. Two Japanese people fell on their backs and the other lay down. The blood flowing from their bodies had already formed a small pile, and they didn't know how many shots were shot.

When the dog saw Chen Chen, he could still laugh, "I'll go ahead and watch, Master, don't worry." After that, the kid turned around and went out with a gun.

Chen Chen let out a long breath, which was both gratifying and helpless.

To be pleased, I am satisfied with the progress of the dog. It seems that he does not need to experience it personally in the future.
Chapter completed!