Chapter 191 Stay At My Place Tonight

• In just a short amount of time, Juliet had popped several of the trickiest balloons on the board, one after another.
• At first glance, this type of game didn't seem hard—but anyone with a shred of experience knew the toy gun's sights and trajectory were rigged. The balloons themselves were super light, stuck only at the tied end. A small gust of wind was enough to make them sway. Even if you aimed well, hitting them was a different story entirely.
• But for someone like Juliet—a total sharpshooter—those "small issues" didn't matter at all.