When refueling, they all secretly look into the car. Unfortunately, the window is pasted with an anti peeping film. They can't see what's inside outside. However, although they didn't see anything, everyone was convinced that there must be more materials on the car.
The bald head smiled greedily, "little sister, didn't mom teach you to learn to share? What good things are there in the car? Otherwise..." the bald head took out a pistol from his pocket, which means self-evident.
The men behind him also took out guns and knives. Everyone had to look at Shen Wanqing.
Shen Wanqing in the driver's seat just glanced at them, and then she smiled gently.
Shen Wanqing took out a lollipop and looked down.
Gee, bad luck. It tastes like pineapple again.
She glanced at the bald head standing by the car, handed the lollipop to the bald head, and asked lazily, "do you want pineapple flavor."
Baldheaded, I didn't expect Shen Wanqing to be so calm. At this time, he even handed him sugar. Didn't she see a gun in his hand? Didn't she see herself surrounded by a group of hooligans?
"No?" Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows. She looked back at the lollipop in her hand and muttered, "look, no one likes your taste."
She turned her head and looked at the men around her bald head. "Do you want it?"
Those men looked at Shen Wanqing inexplicably.
The bald head couldn't stand it. Shen Wanqing didn't pay attention to them at all.
Baldheaded pulled the bolt of the gun, raised the gun and pointed it at Shen Wanqing. "Little sister, don't play with your brother! Those who know the truth quickly get out of the car. My brother only wants the materials on the car and doesn't want your life. Of course, if you insist on playing with your brother, my brother doesn't mind!"
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing shrugged, "just get off the bus and I'll get down."
She jumped out of the car, then turned around and saw a little boy. She picked her eyebrows and threw the lollipop to the little boy, "here, your sister gave it to you."
The lollipop was accurately thrown into the little boy's arms, and the people next to him looked at the lollipop in the little boy's arms.
Even a trivial lollipop is a rare thing for everyone now.
In the past, no one looked at a lollipop when it was safe, but now it makes everyone jealous.
Looking at the people staring at their eyes, the little boy shivered and quickly peeled off the sugar paper and stuffed it into his mother's mouth behind him.
"Mom, eat."
The mother holding the little boy behind her turned pale. She smiled and touched the boy's head. Although her stomach was hungry and spitting sour water, her mother shook her head, "eat."
The mother stretched out her hand and fed the candy to the little boy's mouth. She held the child tightly in her arms and was wary of those coveting around her.
There was not only the little boy, but also some children took a fancy to the sugar in the little boy's mouth and shouted that they wanted it too.
The child's mother was so noisy that she covered the child's mouth.
Here, Shen Wanqing threw out a lollipop and touched a lollipop in his pocket. This time, Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows with satisfaction.
Well, yes, it's milk.