"Holy shit, shit! Qing'er, you didn't lie to me, did you? I worked so hard to kill 99 with my fists, and you actually told me that I can pick up guns in this game!"
Qing'er touched her forehead speechlessly, and then she said something: "Brother, if you don't pick up a gun when you play chicken, what's the difference between playing king and not buying equipment?"
"..."
