"Since you chose three, now our game can begin." After saying that, he opened his palm, and there were three copper-yellow bullets lying in it.

When Nie Tongsheng saw his actions, he felt something bad in his heart. His heart was beating fast, and it jumped into his throat within a few seconds.

Yi Chuanzong saw that he didn't understand what he meant, so he explained very thoughtfully: "The revolver has a total of six bullets. We have a deep relationship as brothers. I definitely can't let you choose to fill all six bullets."

"But the grievances between you and me are not small, let's use this guy in your hands to solve it."

"If you choose one, then there is one bullet in this revolver. You and I rotate the magazine and fire five times. If you don't die, we will naturally understand our grudges."

"If you choose five, then there are five bullets in this revolver, and I only need to shoot once. If you are not dead, then let's forget about it today."

Nie Tongsheng was so frightened that his face was trembling, and he begged: "Master Zong, don't! This game can't be played! It's my fault today, and I will apologize to you. Don't you want to talk about business? Whatever business you want, just say it!"

"

Yi Chuanzong chuckled, "Don't want to play? No! You do!"

He held up the gun and showed Nie Tongsheng the buttocks of the magazine. His thumb slowly turned the magazine. There were three bullet holes with bullets inside, but three bullet holes were empty.

"You see clearly, this is the number you choose. Shoot three bullets three times. I will spin the first and third times, and you will spin the second time!"

"Don't! Don't!" Nie Tongsheng begged with his face full, and then another gun was pressed against his forehead, the cold barrel of the gun stinging his nerves.

"Zizzi..."

Yi Chuanzong pressed his fingers, the revolver shaft sizzled, and with a clunk the revolver was loaded.

"Click!"

The revolver's safety was opened.

Yi Chuanzong looked at Nie Tongsheng expressionlessly, and then gently pulled the trigger with his finger.

The fine sweat on Nie Tongsheng's forehead continued to gather, and the whites of his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes. His expression was extremely nervous, and sweat slid down the bridge of his nose. He did not even dare to look into Yi Chuanzong's eyes.

The other party really dared to shoot!

crazy!

"Click!"

With a soft sound, Nie Tongsheng's mind went blank, and then he suddenly squatted down, and with a clanging sound, his body suddenly trembled.

"Good luck."

Yi Chuanzong chuckled, then turned to look behind him. Someone just couldn't hold the iron rod steady and dropped it to the ground.

That's what these people want to deal with, how can he lose it!

He looked at the thin young man very kindly and said kindly: "Don't worry, it will be your turn after he finishes playing."

The slightly thin young man shook his head desperately like a gangster, his eyes were full of fear, and he really fired! He felt that his body was weak! Where did this evil star come from, was he desperate?

Yi Chuanzong ignored him, turned around, raised his foot and lightly kicked Nie Tongsheng in front of him, "Brother, come on, it's your turn for the second blow!"

The bullets in the pistol can be taken out and put in. He is really just playing a game.

Nie Tongsheng begged eagerly: "Master Zong! I was so wrong! I can't see Mount Tai. If you have any orders, just tell me!"

Yi Chuanzong said expressionlessly: "There is an empty space in the middle of the three bullets. The one shot just now was empty, so the next one will be. We brothers had friendship before, so I won't change the last one.

This gun belongs to you, as long as you turn it once, then the matter is over!"

Nie Tongsheng begged heartbreakingly, "No! Master Zong! Just tell me! If you have any arrangements, just tell me! This gun can't be fired!"

Yi Chuanzong did not speak. He looked indifferently, raised the gun to Nie Tongsheng's forehead, and slowly pulled the trigger.

"I'll turn! I'll turn!"

Nie Tongsheng immediately became anxious when he saw this action. He still had a chance to survive, but if he shot directly, he would definitely die.

The kerosene lamp had long been thrown away when he was squatting on the ground. He held the revolver with trembling hands and raised his head to look at Yi Chuanzong's face, but there was only a blur of black shadow. Only a pair of eyes still reflected the light of the kerosene lamp.

Mars, obviously still staring at him.

After tremblingly turning one grid, Nie Tongsheng raised his head pleadingly again.

Yi Chuanzong sneered, flicked his gun-holding arm and knocked off both of his hands. With a pinch of his thumb, the revolver made a hissing sound again.

Nie Tongsheng's mind went blank. He just wanted time to pass more slowly.

With a clicking sound, the safety was opened again, and his pupils had shrunk to the shape of needles.

"Click!"

The trigger sounded.

The world becomes blank.

Nie Tongsheng only felt that his brain's thinking had slowed down. After a while, he felt his breathing become smoother, and then he realized that he was still alive.

Yi Chuanzong smiled gently: "It seems you are lucky!"

As he spoke, he took out all the bullets from the revolver, and then threw the revolver forward. It hit Nie Tongsheng's head, bounced back, and fell to the ground.

"This game is not exciting enough. If you are not convinced, let's play shooting next time to see who has better marksmanship or who has better luck!"
Chapter completed!