Aurora also shook her head. "It's too difficult and troublesome. I don't want it anymore. Let's go."

Seeing this, the stall owner quickly said, "Hold on. I haven't finished my sentence yet. You don't need to pay if you don't miss 30 rounds. Our guns are all very accurate. As long as you have a basic foundation in shooting, we can guarantee that you can hit every shot!"

Becoming more interested, Brendan weighed the toy gun in his hand.

"Are you sure you didn't do anything to the gun?"

The stall owner said confidently, "No way, we're a serious business!"

Brendan glanced left and right. "Is it okay if I try it? I'll start if I can confirm that nothing is wrong with the gun."

"Of course, of course!" The stall owner nodded. Who would refuse such a profitable deal?

When Brendan raised the gun, Deirdre realized that the two of them were still holding hands and subconsciously wanted to break free. Unexpectedly, Brendan grasped even tighter.

Deirdre was stunned for a moment, then she ra