The villain also has spring 2

Chapter 1135 11134 Aiming at the balloon 1 everything is easy and simple

Luna Amusement Park, in front of the "Gun and Balloon" game table.

"Great, all players. You are the most powerful champions! People of Lugo, aim at the balloon. Don't shoot needlessly." Among the crowd of onlookers who were crackling with air guns, a voice rang out. Clear female voice: "Come on everyone, let's work hard together, there are more interesting and fun things here——"

"You are the real champion, just aim the balloon easily and simply."

"Don't push, you don't want someone pushing you when you shoot."

"The people of Lugo, come and see, and aim for the balloon now."

"Stop messing around and aim for the balloon. It's easy and simple."

"Everything is easy and simple." Another echoed.

"Come on, see if you can hit the rope. Break the rope and put it on the bottle. This is the best wine in the world, produced by France Conti."

"Try to shoot the rope, people of Lugo. Don't push each other."

"Hey, you should be hitting this side and your side."

"Have you run out of bullets? Two thousand bullets for three sets."

"thank you, sir."

After the "gunner" who had fired all three sets of bullets paid and left, Wu Chen finally took advantage of the gap to see the owner of the voice clearly.The proprietress of the gun-playing balloon game table in a red dress, the eternal "Love Myth" - Sophia Loren (Sophia Loren).

At this moment, the proprietress rushed to a group of people who came to "inspect the goods" in the distance, and softly scolded Du Leixi, who was shaking the three lottery tickets she had just bought, in a demonstrative voice: "I don't want to repair it."

At this moment, everything is clear.

"Aiming at the balloon is easy and simple, and a bullet is 10 lire."

"The people of Lugo try it, aiming at the balloon is easy and simple."

Seeing that Du Leixi was still shaking the lottery ticket triumphantly, the proprietress thought about it and smiled at the "inspection" crowd: "Sir, do you want to buy more bullets? Don't you want to buy it?"

"I want to go to the front to have a look." Sure enough, someone couldn't wait to step forward to "inspect the goods" at a close distance.

"Pistol or rifle?" All the customers came, and the proprietress was in the business of "shooting balloons" from the beginning to the end.However, the gunmen clearly had other goals.

"She doesn't know you at all." The bearded man standing behind Du Leixi was obviously moved.

Du Leixi replied without turning his head: "The police won't know about our gambling."

"He's just lying to you." The man with the mustache was obviously worried about Ivor, the ticket dealer hiding in the dark.

"I swear everything is fine." Du Leixi swore, "If I lie to you, I will die right now."

Just as she was talking, the proprietress in a red dress bent her back to get the bullet for the balloon: "Please aim at the target, gentlemen."

The rich curves attracted the heartfelt admiration of the man who inspected the goods at close range: "This 'target' is really good."

Rubbing his hands excitedly, he turned back to the crowd and pointed at Du Leixi to challenge him: "I'm going back to buy one ticket or ten tickets."

After finishing speaking, he ran back to the market to find the ticket dealer.The crowd laughed again.

"Why do you want to buy a lottery ticket?" The old country gentry with rich life experience pointed fingers at the proprietress of "gun and balloon": "It doesn't cost [-], this woman will be yours."

It means that [-] lire will be enough to kiss Fangze.Why buy a lottery ticket.

"You're wrong, I tried. You can only see her face here." Du Leixi retorted solemnly: "Come here and we can see it more clearly."

It means, if you look carefully, she is not a street girl who can be obtained for [-] lire.

When a group of people walked straight to the gun and balloon game table, they were stopped by a teenager riding a bicycle: "Dad, you want to see the new target."

"What are you doing here?" Du Leixi, the "old whore" who was told by his son, angrily chased and beat the boy who escaped by bicycle.Another burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.The atmosphere became more and more relaxed, and it seemed that all the men were aroused with the "client mentality".

The crowd began to comment: "If you win and she says, 'Sorry you're not my thing', or 'Or sir you're too small and short'..."

The short young man who was being teased immediately became angry: "You are a fucking idiot."

Talking and laughing, a group of men scrambling for "inspection" finally came to the game table, and faced the proprietress with dull eyes.

Accustomed to being surrounded by a group of men with malicious intentions, the proprietress has long been trained to calm down: "Come on, can someone break the rope?"

"Just break the rope and you'll get Frasconti, the best of Abano."

"Go one step forward, people of Lugo. A shot wins a bottle."

"Break the rope, break the rope, everyone. It's easy, just break the rope."

Encouraged by the boss's mother's words, the men were eager to try and raised their guns to shoot.There was a burst of crackling shots, and finally someone broke the rope.

"Please give the champion a round of applause, people of Lugo." The indifferent expression of the landlady did not imply any reward at all: "The prize is the best Abano wine produced by Franconia."

The young gunman who took the champagne happily opened it, and sprayed the champagne on the proprietress's chest while the proprietress was not prepared.This is the scene he has always imagined.

"How dare you treat me like this, you dead pig!" The fiery proprietress took a gun and was about to fight back, but was stopped by the female assistant hiding aside: "Zoe——"

The proprietress, who reacted immediately, wiped off the remaining wine on her neck, and said to the young man who was spraying champagne, "You can try it and treat your sister like this."

"I don't have a sister." The young man was proud.

"Then she is really lucky." The proprietress gave the order to evict the guests: "Don't come near here until you learn how to be polite, a total of five thousand."

"Are you crazy!" The young man was taken aback.Isn't it 10 lire per bullet?

"You don't know how to count, pig brain." The proprietress Zooey confronted her.

"Shut up and give her the money." Du Leixi, who was hiding in the crowd, took the opportunity to interject.

The youth had no choice but to admit defeat and pay.

"It's easy and simple to aim at the balloon. The people of Lugo work together." The proprietress Zooey, who took the money and stuffed it into her chest, repeated her invariable yelling.

Just as he was talking, suddenly an out-of-control bull broke into the crowd.

"Jesus! The cow's gone mad—"

"God!"

The galloping bull scattered the crowd of onlookers.Suddenly, it stopped in front of the proprietress who was huddled with the female assistant.

"It's staring at me." The proprietress Zooey's voice was trembling.

"Because you are wearing red clothes, take them off quickly." The young female assistant hiding behind her stood in front of the proprietress Zooey with a panicked face.

So the proprietress took the opportunity to take off her red blouse, and desperately stood in front of the young female assistant.

"Oh—" The men sighed from outside the screen.

At the critical juncture, the cowboy finally arrived.

"Come on, grab it." After a while of wrestling, the cowboy finally grabbed the bull.

"Well done, you are a hero." The proprietress cheered gratefully.

The cowboy beckoned to her pompously.The lady boss finally showed a smile on her face.

Just as he was about to turn around and put his shirt back on, the men all booed maliciously: "Don't put it back on!"

"Yeah, don't put it back on—"

Seeing the proprietress was unmoved, she generously covered the spring.The men took off their hats one after another, booing dissatisfiedly.

"Either you take the money to play the game, or fuck off."

"I bought size 13, size 5 and size 90." Someone in the crowd shouted showing off.

"Goodbye!" The lady boss drove away the crowd while arranging her coat.

etc.Didn't you say 70 tickets? How did you get the 90th ticket?

From the peeping perspective of the ticket dealer Yi Fu, Wu Chen was sure that the men were satisfied with this "inspection".Especially the bull's divine assist is the finishing touch.

hold on.The appearance of this bull seems to be quite dramatic.Could it be...

Thinking of the cowboy's expression when he left the field, Wu Chen seemed to have thought of something.