An Ci froze in place, staring at the pile of colorful dolls with a depressed look on his face.
She took back what she had said, grabbing a doll was not easy at all.
"Try again and practice your technique." Shen Mo suppressed his laughter and encouraged her while inserting coins.
An Ci licked his lips and looked at the mechanical claw again.
Five minutes later, all the hundred coins were used up.
An Ci didn't catch any dolls and completely hated the claw machine.
She sighed tiredly and turned to look at Shen Mo, "How did you do it?"
How come he could catch the doll so easily, but when it came to her, this broken doll machine seemed to have a grudge against her and she couldn't even catch a hair.
Shen Mo smiled faintly, "I've practiced it before."
Hearing that he had practiced before, An Ci was instantly comforted. She was indeed not a newbie, she just lost because of lack of experience.
She asked him, "How many times have you practiced?"
Shen Mo thought for a moment and said, "Three times."
His father used to often help his mother play claw machines, and he also taught him how to play claw machines.
Anci, "..."
Three times is also called practice?
Then what about the dozens of times she did just now?
Well, she is indeed a novice in this area.
"Do you want to play more?" Shen Mo asked.
"I'm not playing anymore." An Ci resigned himself to his fate and jumped off the stool. "I might as well buy some ice cream with that money."
At least it can make up for her hurt little heart.
Shen Mo stuffed the little white bear into her hands, then held her hand, as if afraid she would get lost. "What flavor do you want?"
An Ci held the little white bear in one hand and looked up at the menu on the screen. "Strawberry."
Shen Mo looked at the clerk, "One strawberry ice cream."
Shop assistant: “Okay, please wait.”
There were no other customers in the store, so Shen Mo and his friend quickly got their packaged ice cream.
After paying the bill, the two came out of the dessert shop, but after taking only two steps, they were blocked by a tall figure.
The man was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, revealing only a pair of slender eyes. No matter how well he hid it, An Ci still sensed a hint of ill intent.
Shen Mo also noticed it and subconsciously pulled An Ci behind him to protect him.
"Are you okay?" he asked calmly, looking at the man standing in front of them.
"Little boy, don't be nervous." The man lowered his voice, looking past him and looking at An Ci behind him. His tone was a bit coaxing, "Young Master An, your mother suddenly had to leave for an emergency and sent me to take you back."
Hearing this, An Ci was certain that this man who appeared out of nowhere was coming for her.
"No need, we still need to play for a while." Shen Mo glanced at the children's clothing store where An Lan was, trying to delay time.
The man pretended to be embarrassed and said, "But Mrs. Song told me to take you back now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward and pressed Shen Mo's shoulder with swift movements.
Almost at the same time, Shen Mo and An Ci noticed the sharp blade hidden in his fat sleeves. A cold light flashed before their eyes, and the sharp tip of the blade pressed against Shen Mo's back.
"You two little devils, don't try to play tricks on me. Follow me obediently, or I will send you to see the King of Hell now." The man threatened in a low voice.
Shen Mo clenched his fists and winked at An Ci, signaling her to run quickly.
But how could An Ci abandon him? This man was coming for her, and there was no reason for him to block the knife for her.
She secretly looked at the man in front of her. Judging from the skills he displayed and the hostility that could not be concealed in him, he was most likely a martial artist.
If they fought head-on, they would definitely have no chance of winning. If he went crazy and killed both of them in a rage, it would be too worthless. Now they could only go along with him and then find a chance to escape.
After thinking for a few seconds, An Ci raised her head and looked at the man with tearful eyes, looking very scared. "Uncle, we will be good. We will go with you. Please don't be mean to us."
The man sneered with satisfaction, glanced around, and seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he dragged one of them away with each hand, still saying, "Let's eat the ice cream when we get home. Mom is already waiting outside. Let's get out quickly."
To outsiders, it looked like a father taking two naughty children home.
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