What about the pride of a sniper?!
The male instructor thought bitterly.
Then, he happily watched the two beauties playing rock-paper-scissors from the side.
After a brief encounter, Su Bei suffered a crushing defeat.
"I won."
Meng Zilin's face showed a hint of joy.
"A bet is a bet." Su Bei handed over the rabbit in her hand.
Then, she turned and looked at Duan Zimu, who was trying to avoid this silly game, and shouted: "Brother Duan!"
Duan Zimu: "..." When she needs something, she calls him 'brother,' such is the mercenary world of adults.
Under Su Bei's half-smiling gaze, Duan Zimu glanced at the bloody rabbit he hadn't had a chance to dispose of yet. With his expression slightly tense, he walked toward Meng Zilin.
Once at the side, Duan Zimu looked coolly at Su Bei, intending to expose the lies of this cruel society.
He opened his mouth and said: "I relea—"
"What's so fun?"
Before he could finish, he heard Mo Shangjun's intrigued voice.
