From the kitchen, Feng Xuechen came out with a bag of ingredients in his hand. Seeing that his cousins all had handguns, he rushed over, wailing, "Sis, am I your real brother or not? Why don't I have a handgun?""Your shooting skills are too poor. I'm afraid if I give you one, you might end up hurting me instead," Gabrielle McCarthy bluntly replied."Haha."The two Feng Xuejing brothers, who were fondling their guns, laughed unkindly.Feng Xuechen felt a bit embarrassed. The last time he used her gun, he missed the target on the first shot and was disarmed before he could fire a second. He gazed at the guns in his cousins' hands with envy, grabbed her shoulder, and shook it, deliberately acting cute, "Sis, give me a gun. I promise I won't shoot recklessly, and I'll improve my skills as soon as possible."Gabrielle McCarthy had actually prepared one for him already. Too lazy to get up, she pointed to a room inside, "There are three more handguns in the safe. Choose one yourself."
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