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Chapter 118 Fireworks (2)

It takes time to release the big ones, so let's put the small ones first.In order to avoid blowing the northwest wind all the time, Yunduo made up his mind and squatted down, pulling the bag on his stomach to pick.

Mu Qi also squatted down curiously, looking at the movements of her hands, "Didn't you say that it won't be released until 12 o'clock?"

"Stupid, of course I put some small ones for entertainment first, don't you like standing in the north wind and whistling!!"

Mu Qi nodded. He didn't let off the fireworks himself, and he was full of interest immediately, with infinite longing in his eyes.

Yun Duo picked left and right, barely jumped out of two small aircraft cannons, ashamed, why did her mother buy large fireworks back, these two small aircraft cannons were probably put in by the shopkeeper kindly Bar.

Yun Duo put the aircraft cannon on a stand, holding a long stick of incense in her hand. She only played with these fireworks when she was very young, and now she can't help feeling a little nervous.

Although, the aircraft gun is nothing threatening.

She shook her hands and brought the incense close to the lead wire of the aircraft gun. The flame touched the lead wire and burned immediately, and Yun Duo quickly retreated to Mu Qi's side in two or three steps.

I saw that the fuse was burned out, and thick white smoke filled the body of the small aircraft gun, but it remained motionless.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this cannon?Yun Duo absolutely refused to admit that it was his own technical problem, but Mu Qi held his stomach and laughed, "No way, did you ignite it? If you are afraid, just say it, don't be brave."

Yun Duo was angry, she didn't want to be so hurtful anymore, she stepped forward and grabbed the aircraft cannon. Unexpectedly, the aircraft cannon suddenly let out a piercing sound, as if something pierced the night sky, and then flew up in a spin.

Yun Duo's hand was blown gorgeously.Mu Qi laughed even more exaggeratedly, tears were about to flow from the corners of his eyes, and he spoke intermittently, "Yun Duo...the plane cannon...he doesn't look down on you at all...hahaha."

Yun Duo was furious and threw a left uppercut, and the world became quiet.

11:50 pm.

Mu Qi sat on a small stool with a medicine box next to him, holding Yun Duo's finger, and carefully applied the medicine.

Fortunately, the power of the aircraft gun itself was not strong, and the injury was minor, except that the white fingers were a little black and red from the blast.

(End of this chapter)