"You guys were incredibly bold to dare to steal guns,"
Yu Cheng raised an eyebrow, "That's nothing. When He Ping was a kid and went to the army base with his dad, he even lit a bomb." Of course, afterwards, He Ping was whipped by his old man's belt so badly that he couldn't get out of bed for a month.
Jiang Mianmian was dumbfounded: ...It's a miracle he wasn't killed by his own parents.
Seeing her naive look, Yu Cheng leisurely said, "Next time I have a chance, I'll take you to my current training base to shoot guns, okay?"
"Shooting? Sure, I've never even touched a real gun before," Jiang Mianmian said, excited.
As a law-abiding good citizen, Jiang Mianmian had only seen guns on television; she had never encountered one in real life.
"Brother Yu, let's go sit by the river over there," Jiang Mianmian suggested.
"Sure."
