They climbed onto a slightly thinner branch, anxiously watching the cats below the tree.
Miyamoto Keiko took off the handgun and handed it to Jiang Guangrong: "Here, use this for self-defense. This gun is quite special. The bullets are small, but with great lethality. It holds 12 bullets, so you need to conserve them!"
"What about you?"
"Do you think I need this?" Miyamoto Shigeru said.
Jiang Guangrong still asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid I'll shoot you in the back?"
Miyamoto turned his head, looked at Jiang Guangrong coldly, "If I die, do you think you can survive the cat attack? Are you confident you can shoot me? Growing up, I've been shot at by countless people, yet I never got shot, those who tried to kill me usually got killed by me!"
Jiang Guangrong laughed and said no more.
By now, the cats were still under the tree but had not attacked Jiang Guangrong.
"What are they waiting for?" Mr. Jiang asked curiously.
