C432 Poison

Lu Shisan never thought that Chen Mo would actually have this kind of skill, but in this world, what kind of poison could it be?

This isn't a TV show.

Without waiting for her to speak, Chen Mo took something out from behind him and pointed at Lu Shisan.

It was a small silver pistol.

"I saw you touching the bottom for a long time. Were you looking for this gun?" Chen Mo pulled the safety catch