Chapter 180 Night Market 2
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Xi Huan Yao Zu Zhang Gu
Click, click! !
There was only the sound of the trigger being pulled, and the gun's snow bullets had also been fired.
The owner of this stall looked at Okamoto Dosuke, who was looking sour, and kept pulling the trigger, and said carefully: "Miss, this gun is out of bullets!!"
Hearing this, Okamoto Tosuke turned his head in the direction of the boss, staring at the boss with piercing eyes!
"You guys don't know what to do with this gun!!" Okamoto Doujie glared at the boss with an unkind expression.
"No, no, they are all the same guns. I have set up a stall in this night market all year round, and I have never thought of doing anything. Otherwise, I would never have set up a stall here for such a long time!!" The owner of the snowball gun immediately explain.
"Oh!" Okamoto Tomousuke let out a cry.He felt that the boss would not do anything about this kind of thing.
Because, because Fenghua Xiaoxue used a gun he used just now, he almost hit the last target and got a gift.
It's just that these ten shots and nine shots really made him lose face!
Especially Okamoto Dosuke, who just boasted about Haikou, felt very ashamed.
And a large group of melon-eating people gathered around.
It may be that the title of the rich woman who gives away money in red and white is spreading too fast, or it may be that there are very few beauties of the level of Okamoto Dosuke and Fenghua Xiaoxue in this night market.
Anyway, it was a beautiful woman like Okamoto Dosuke who was deflated, and a large group of people who ate melons with relish were yelling at the side, and those who didn't seem to know thought they were watching something.
Fenghua Xiaoxue was also loudly cheering for Okamoto Dosuke, since she was not short of money anyway.
Okamoto Dosuke heard the screams around him, which made his already a little ashamed mood even more annoyed.
"Ah! Damn it!!" Okamoto Masuke swung the snowball gun angrily and threw it to the ground.
Stretch your hands directly into the basin containing the snow bombs.
shhhhhh! !
The round snowballs flew towards the erected target at a speed faster than that shot by the snowball gun.
Boom boom boom! ! !
A series of voices came.
The snow bombs Okamoto Tosuke threw just now all hit the target impressively, and none of them missed.
None of those targets slipped through the net.
"Yeah, I got hit!" Fenghua Xiaoxue was loudly happy for Okamoto Dosuke.
Okamoto Tosuke relaxed a little when he heard Fuka Koyuki's cheers.
"That's okay!!" Then Okamoto Dosuke turned around and found that the people who were originally eating melons all looked at him with horrified eyes.
At this time, Fenghua Xiaoxue, who was cheering, also noticed something was wrong.
Even if Okamoto Dosuke hit a target with the snowball gun just now, the people around would shout.
But now Okamoto Dosuke hit all the targets, but none of the people around cheered, instead they started to disperse around.
It was almost gone in a blink of an eye.
At this time, the owner of the Snowball Gun walked up to Okamoto Dosuke cautiously, holding a big doll in his hand and said, "Master Ninja, this is the best prize at this stall."
Okamoto Dosuke looked at this doll, which was obviously superior in workmanship and quality than other dolls.
Plus the way the other party calls themselves.
Okamoto Dosuke instantly understood.
"Brother Dosuke, what's going on with them!" Fenghua Xiaoxue also approached Okamoto Dosuke at this time and asked.
She didn't understand why the crowd, which was still lively just now, suddenly dispersed.
"Because I'm a ninja!!" Okamoto Dosuke said helplessly.
Ninjas are not necessarily bad people, but they don't stick to ninjas. This is the consensus of the common people in most countries.
Because of the involvement of ninjas, their families were destroyed, and even some small villages were directly wiped out.
This is the sorrow of the weak.
In the ninja world, the commoners of Konoha and ninjas get along fairly well, but there is also a huge gap.
Hearing Okamoto Dosuke's words, Fuka Koyuki clutched the corner of Okamoto Dosuke's clothes tightly.
"Ninja, what's wrong with the ninja?" Fuka Koyuki asked Okamoto Dosuke with wide-eyed eyes.
Apparently, she grew up beside Fenghua Zaoyuki, and at this time, Fuhua Xiaoxue, who is also a famous country, does not understand the threat of ninjas among civilians.
"This requires your efforts, Koyuki!!" Okamoto Dosuke squatted down, looked up at Fenghua Koyuki and said.
Changing common people's perception of ninjas is not a temporary thing.
"Here, Mr. Ninja...!" the owner of the Snowball Gun couldn't help asking, holding the huge snow bear doll in his hand.
This doll is really too heavy.
"Forget it, put it away! Speaking of which, I didn't use a snowball gun either!! I don't want this!" Okamoto Dosuke waved his hand, expressing that he was not interested in the other party's doll.
Moreover, I used my hands to throw snow bombs just now, instead of using a snow gun, which is considered a violation of the rules.
"Xiaoxue, I'll help you get this doll next time, okay!!" Okamoto Dosuke said apologetically.
It seems that this time it is impossible to give this little girl a satisfactory farewell play.
After speaking, Okamoto Dosuke bent down to pick up the snow bullet gun that he dropped just now.
A stream of water in his hand flowed along Okamoto Dosuke's arm through the body of the snowball gun, washing away all the dirt on the snowball gun.
Such a scene was seen by the owner of the Snowball Gun, and he was even more horrified.
"Sure enough, he is a powerful ninja-sama." The owner of the snow bullet gun has decided to avoid disaster today.
"No!!" Because of the skirt on his body and the clogs under his feet, Okamoto Tosuke walked up to the boss with small steps, and handed him back the cleaned snowball gun.
The owner of Snowball Gun said words of thanks.
He reached out and wanted to take the snowball gun.
Suddenly a big hand stretched out from the side.
Squeeze the body of the snow bullet gun, and take the snow bullet gun from Okamoto Dosuke's hand in front of the boss.
"Is it enough to hit those targets with this gun?" A handsome young man in a brocade kimono appeared beside him and asked.
"Madam's wishes cannot be ignored!!" the young man said in slightly greasy words.
Okamoto Dosuke looked at the snow bullet gun that was suddenly taken away, and was suddenly startled.
Just now he noticed that there were people around, but he didn't pay attention. After all, anyone can come to the place for fun.
But what does this guy mean by what he said? Could it be that he wants to pick on him?
If it is so greasy, he would like to see who is not open-eyed! !
Okamoto Dosuke raised his head in surprise!Mangosteen Blog! !How did this idiot end up here?
He almost didn't recognize that the guy who took off his familiar chakra armor and put on a brand-new noble kimono was that idiot Mangosteen blogger.
Seeing Dosuke Okamoto looking over, Mangosteen made a pose that he thought was very handsome!
Slightly grinning, revealing eight snow-white teeth.
There was only the sound of the trigger being pulled, and the gun's snow bullets had also been fired.
The owner of this stall looked at Okamoto Dosuke, who was looking sour, and kept pulling the trigger, and said carefully: "Miss, this gun is out of bullets!!"
Hearing this, Okamoto Tosuke turned his head in the direction of the boss, staring at the boss with piercing eyes!
"You guys don't know what to do with this gun!!" Okamoto Doujie glared at the boss with an unkind expression.
"No, no, they are all the same guns. I have set up a stall in this night market all year round, and I have never thought of doing anything. Otherwise, I would never have set up a stall here for such a long time!!" The owner of the snowball gun immediately explain.
"Oh!" Okamoto Tomousuke let out a cry.He felt that the boss would not do anything about this kind of thing.
Because, because Fenghua Xiaoxue used a gun he used just now, he almost hit the last target and got a gift.
It's just that these ten shots and nine shots really made him lose face!
Especially Okamoto Dosuke, who just boasted about Haikou, felt very ashamed.
And a large group of melon-eating people gathered around.
It may be that the title of the rich woman who gives away money in red and white is spreading too fast, or it may be that there are very few beauties of the level of Okamoto Dosuke and Fenghua Xiaoxue in this night market.
Anyway, it was a beautiful woman like Okamoto Dosuke who was deflated, and a large group of people who ate melons with relish were yelling at the side, and those who didn't seem to know thought they were watching something.
Fenghua Xiaoxue was also loudly cheering for Okamoto Dosuke, since she was not short of money anyway.
Okamoto Dosuke heard the screams around him, which made his already a little ashamed mood even more annoyed.
"Ah! Damn it!!" Okamoto Masuke swung the snowball gun angrily and threw it to the ground.
Stretch your hands directly into the basin containing the snow bombs.
shhhhhh! !
The round snowballs flew towards the erected target at a speed faster than that shot by the snowball gun.
Boom boom boom! ! !
A series of voices came.
The snow bombs Okamoto Tosuke threw just now all hit the target impressively, and none of them missed.
None of those targets slipped through the net.
"Yeah, I got hit!" Fenghua Xiaoxue was loudly happy for Okamoto Dosuke.
Okamoto Tosuke relaxed a little when he heard Fuka Koyuki's cheers.
"That's okay!!" Then Okamoto Dosuke turned around and found that the people who were originally eating melons all looked at him with horrified eyes.
At this time, Fenghua Xiaoxue, who was cheering, also noticed something was wrong.
Even if Okamoto Dosuke hit a target with the snowball gun just now, the people around would shout.
But now Okamoto Dosuke hit all the targets, but none of the people around cheered, instead they started to disperse around.
It was almost gone in a blink of an eye.
At this time, the owner of the Snowball Gun walked up to Okamoto Dosuke cautiously, holding a big doll in his hand and said, "Master Ninja, this is the best prize at this stall."
Okamoto Dosuke looked at this doll, which was obviously superior in workmanship and quality than other dolls.
Plus the way the other party calls themselves.
Okamoto Dosuke instantly understood.
"Brother Dosuke, what's going on with them!" Fenghua Xiaoxue also approached Okamoto Dosuke at this time and asked.
She didn't understand why the crowd, which was still lively just now, suddenly dispersed.
"Because I'm a ninja!!" Okamoto Dosuke said helplessly.
Ninjas are not necessarily bad people, but they don't stick to ninjas. This is the consensus of the common people in most countries.
Because of the involvement of ninjas, their families were destroyed, and even some small villages were directly wiped out.
This is the sorrow of the weak.
In the ninja world, the commoners of Konoha and ninjas get along fairly well, but there is also a huge gap.
Hearing Okamoto Dosuke's words, Fuka Koyuki clutched the corner of Okamoto Dosuke's clothes tightly.
"Ninja, what's wrong with the ninja?" Fuka Koyuki asked Okamoto Dosuke with wide-eyed eyes.
Apparently, she grew up beside Fenghua Zaoyuki, and at this time, Fuhua Xiaoxue, who is also a famous country, does not understand the threat of ninjas among civilians.
"This requires your efforts, Koyuki!!" Okamoto Dosuke squatted down, looked up at Fenghua Koyuki and said.
Changing common people's perception of ninjas is not a temporary thing.
"Here, Mr. Ninja...!" the owner of the Snowball Gun couldn't help asking, holding the huge snow bear doll in his hand.
This doll is really too heavy.
"Forget it, put it away! Speaking of which, I didn't use a snowball gun either!! I don't want this!" Okamoto Dosuke waved his hand, expressing that he was not interested in the other party's doll.
Moreover, I used my hands to throw snow bombs just now, instead of using a snow gun, which is considered a violation of the rules.
"Xiaoxue, I'll help you get this doll next time, okay!!" Okamoto Dosuke said apologetically.
It seems that this time it is impossible to give this little girl a satisfactory farewell play.
After speaking, Okamoto Dosuke bent down to pick up the snow bullet gun that he dropped just now.
A stream of water in his hand flowed along Okamoto Dosuke's arm through the body of the snowball gun, washing away all the dirt on the snowball gun.
Such a scene was seen by the owner of the Snowball Gun, and he was even more horrified.
"Sure enough, he is a powerful ninja-sama." The owner of the snow bullet gun has decided to avoid disaster today.
"No!!" Because of the skirt on his body and the clogs under his feet, Okamoto Tosuke walked up to the boss with small steps, and handed him back the cleaned snowball gun.
The owner of Snowball Gun said words of thanks.
He reached out and wanted to take the snowball gun.
Suddenly a big hand stretched out from the side.
Squeeze the body of the snow bullet gun, and take the snow bullet gun from Okamoto Dosuke's hand in front of the boss.
"Is it enough to hit those targets with this gun?" A handsome young man in a brocade kimono appeared beside him and asked.
"Madam's wishes cannot be ignored!!" the young man said in slightly greasy words.
Okamoto Dosuke looked at the snow bullet gun that was suddenly taken away, and was suddenly startled.
Just now he noticed that there were people around, but he didn't pay attention. After all, anyone can come to the place for fun.
But what does this guy mean by what he said? Could it be that he wants to pick on him?
If it is so greasy, he would like to see who is not open-eyed! !
Okamoto Dosuke raised his head in surprise!Mangosteen Blog! !How did this idiot end up here?
He almost didn't recognize that the guy who took off his familiar chakra armor and put on a brand-new noble kimono was that idiot Mangosteen blogger.
Seeing Dosuke Okamoto looking over, Mangosteen made a pose that he thought was very handsome!
Slightly grinning, revealing eight snow-white teeth.
