"Did I hear that right? He actually said he wants to get rid of us."
"Little brother, have you been watching too much Astro Boy recently?"
"Obviously he's the Haier twins."
The words 'Haier twins' further ignited Ansel's passion.
Junqi had already extended the dog-beating stick, with a thin tip and a thick end, plus a circle of anti-slip rubber.
He retracts it when not in use, and twists it open to extend it when necessary.
Ansel also drew out his toy gun.
He curved his lips into a smile: "That's right, we are the Haier twins."
"Haha—" Those people laughed incessantly.
In their eyes, they clearly were just two kids who liked being heroes.
Ansel's eyes turned cold: "Junqi, go for it, don't hold back!"
With that, he quickly fired a shot at the forehead of the nearest person—
His gun technique was very accurate, he could shoot wherever he wanted!
That person cried out in pain, tears streaming down.
Junqi charged like a locomotive, gripping the stick and rushing forward!
