Chapter 180 Night Market 2

Click, click! !

There was only the sound of the trigger being pulled, and the gun had run out of snowballs.

The owner of the stall looked at the unfriendly Okamoto Dousuke who was still pulling the trigger and said carefully: "Miss, this gun is out of bullets!!"

Hearing this, Okamoto Dousuke turned his head towards the boss and stared at him with his sharp eyes!

"You wouldn't do anything to this gun, would you?!" Okamoto Dousuke glared at the boss with a bad look on his face.

"No, no, they're all the same guns. I've been setting up a stall in this night market for years and have never thought of tampering with it. Otherwise, there's no way I would have been able to set up a stall here for such a long time!!" The owner of the snowball gun immediately explained.

"Oh!" Okamoto Dousuke said. He felt that this boss would not do anything about this matter.

Because, because just now Fenghua Xiaoxue almost hit the last target with a gun he had used before and got the gift.

But nine out of ten shots missed, which really made him lose face!

Especially, it made Dousuke Okamoto, who had just made a boast, feel very ashamed.

And there was a large group of people gathered around to watch the show.

It may be that the title of the Red and White Fortune Lady spread too quickly, or it may be that beauties of Okamoto Dousuke and Fuka Koyuki's level are rarely seen in this night market.

Anyway, a beauty like Okamoto Dousuke was humiliated, and a large group of people who were eating the melons with gusto were howling on the side. It seemed that those who didn't know what was going on would think they were watching something.

Fenghua Xiaoxue was also cheering loudly for Okamoto Dousuke, since he was not short of money anyway.

When Okamoto Dousuke heard the howling sounds around him, his already ashamed mood became even more irritating.

"Ahh! Damn it!" Okamoto Dousuke was so angry that he threw the snowball gun to the ground.

Reach your hands directly into the basin of snow bombs.

Whoosh! !

One by one, the round snowballs flew towards the upright target at a speed faster than that shot from a snowball gun.

Boom boom boom! ! !

A series of voices came.

All the snow bombs that Okamoto Dousuke had just thrown hit the target, without a single one missing.

None of the targets escaped.

"Yeah, I won!" Fenghua Xiaoxue shouted happily for Okamoto Dousuke.

Okamoto Dousuke relaxed a little when he heard Fuuka Koyuki's cheers.

"Is this okay?!" Then Okamoto Dousuke turned around and found that the people around him who were originally just spectators were looking at him with terrified eyes.

At this time, Fenghua Xiaoxue, who was cheering, also noticed something was wrong.

Just now, if Dousuke Okamoto had hit a target with his snowball gun, the people around him would have screamed.

But now that Okamoto Dousuke had hit all the targets, no one around him cheered, and instead they began to scatter.

In the blink of an eye, we had almost reached the destination.

At this time, the owner of the snowball gun carefully walked up to Okamoto Dousuke, holding a large doll in his hand and said, "Mr. Ninja, this is the best prize in my stall."

Okamoto Dousuke looked at this doll which was obviously superior to other dolls in terms of workmanship and quality.

Plus the way the other person addresses you.

Okamoto Dousuke understood instantly.

"Brother Dousuke, what's going on with them!" Fenghua Xiaoxue also came up to Okamoto Dousuke and asked.

She didn't understand why the crowd that was so lively just now suddenly dispersed.

"Because I'm a ninja!!" Okamoto Dosuke said helplessly.

Ninjas are not necessarily bad people, but it is the consensus of civilians in most countries to stay away from ninjas.

Because of the involvement of the ninjas, many families were broken up and even some small villages were directly wiped out.

This is the tragedy of the weak.

In the ninja world, only the civilians and ninjas of Konoha get along relatively harmoniously, but there is also a huge gap.

After hearing what Okamoto Dousuke said, Fuhua Xiaoxue clutched the corner of Okamoto Dousuke's clothes.

"Ninja, what's wrong with ninja?" Fenghua Xiaoxue asked Okamoto Dousuke with wide eyes.

It is obvious that Fenghua Koyuki, who grew up with Fenghua Sayayuki and is now the daimyo of a country, does not understand the threat posed by ninjas among civilians.

"This requires your efforts, Xiaoxue!!" Okamoto Dousuke squatted down, looked up at Fenghua Xiaoxue and said.

Changing civilians' perception of ninjas is not a one-time thing.

"Hey, Mr. Ninja...!!" The owner of the Snow Gun, holding the huge snow bear doll in his hand, couldn't help but ask.

This doll is really too heavy.

"Forget it, just put it away! To be honest, I didn't even use the snowball gun! I don't want this!" Okamoto Dousuke waved his hand, indicating that he was not interested in the other party's doll.

Moreover, I just used my hands to throw snowballs instead of using a snowball gun, which was already a violation.

"Xiaoxue, can I help you get this doll next time?!" Okamoto Dousuke said with a little apology.

It seems that I won't be able to give this little girl a perfect farewell trip this time.

After saying that, Okamoto Dousuke bent down and picked up the snowball gun he had just thrown away.

A stream of water in his hand flowed along Okamoto Dousuke's arm and over the body of the snow gun, washing away all the dirt on the snow gun.

The owner of the snowball gun saw this scene and was even more shocked.

"You are indeed a powerful ninja." The owner of the Snow Gun has decided to spend money to avoid disaster today.

"Yes!!" Because of the skirt she was wearing and the wooden clogs on her feet, Okamoto Dousuke took small steps to the boss and handed the cleaned snowball gun back to him.

The owner of the snowball gun expressed his gratitude.

He reached out to grab the snowball gun.

Suddenly a big hand stretched out from the side.

He grasped the body of the snowball gun and took it from Dousuke Okamoto's hand and in front of the boss.

"Is it enough to just hit those targets with this gun?" A handsome young man in a brocade kimono appeared and asked.

"A lady's wish cannot be ignored!!" the young man said in a slightly greasy tone.

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 where there is fun.

But what does this guy mean between the lines? Is he trying to seduce him?

If it's so greasy, he wants to see who is blind! !

Okamoto Dousuke looked up in surprise! Mangosteen Blog!! How did this idiot appear here?

He almost didn't recognize that the guy who took off the familiar chakra armor and put on a brand new aristocratic kimono was the idiot from the Mangosteen blog.

Seeing Okamoto Dousuke looking at him, Shanzhu Blogger struck a pose that he thought was very handsome!

He smiled slightly, revealing eight snow-white teeth.