Vip43 [Little sister-in-law] _1

Eating a few, Mu Tiancheng ran downstairs and with a thump, tossed a small black backpack onto the coffee table. He sat down, unzipped it, and with a sweep of his hands, more than half a bag full of bullet casings appeared before their eyes.

"Hiss——" Wanqing drew in a sharp breath of surprise. How many people had been killed and how much contraband crossed to cause this?

Tianxue excitedly picked them up to examine, "We can make something fun with these, Wanqing do you want to?"

"No thank you, I'll pass..." Wanqing politely declined.

"You're no fun!" Tianxue commented.

After watching Tianxue fiddle around with them for awhile, Wanqing quietly asked, "How does your cousin have so many... bullet shells?" Had Mu Tiancheng been a soldier, shooting targets and collecting the shells afterward? If that was the case it would all make sense. His fit figure and quick reflexes could only be a result of military training.