Baby Yu, I'm Going Back on My Word

Xiao Jiu was so familiar with the slingshot that he could hit the target every single time.

As long as he used enough strength, not only would it hurt his skin, but it would hurt his bones too.

Xiao Jiu operated the slingshot skillfully. The marble was made of glass and was four times the size of a mung bean. He drew the bow, aimed, and then released. The whole set of movements was crisp and neat.

The fighter who was targeted suddenly fell to the ground. His calf was bleeding non-stop.

Then, Xiao Jiu took out the second marble.

President BA tilted his head and looked at Xiao Jiu, staring at the slingshot in his hand. His big eyes were full of curiosity.

At this moment, another person walked into the meeting room.

Xiao Jiu widened her eyes and watched the figure walk in. "Why is Fu Here? Is he here to help Mommy?"

He thought of the scene where Fu Tingyu injured her mother in the hotel.