Chapter 387: Supporting Yan Qingruo's Waist

Quan Shao finally managed to stand up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said viciously, "Chen Qianmo, are you really trying to disgrace yourself? Haven't you heard that in the whole B City, everyone gives some face to my dad?"

As he spoke, he saw Chen Qianmo, holding Yan Qingruo's hand, picking up the gun that had been used to scare off the pheasants.

It was the same position as before, Chen Qianmo steadying Yan Qingruo's waist, whispering, "Aim."

Seeing that they were aiming in his direction, Quan Shao was so frightened that he turned pale and exclaimed, "What... what are you guys doing?"

In reality, the gun used to scare off the pheasants wasn't loaded with real bullets but rather ordinary sharp stones.

But being hit by them would still probably be somewhat painful, and Quan Shao certainly didn't want to be on the receiving end of that.

"Focus, aim," Chen Qianmo said in a low voice.