1081: C1081 I like to Keep Firing

C1081 I like to Keep Firing

0Everyone relaxed a little when they heard that.

They had brought a large group of underlings. Even if they died every round, it would be enough to kill more than a dozen rounds.

"Alright, let's begin."

The old master nodded and took out a box filled with bullets.

When everyone saw the thick bullets, their hearts were still pounding.

If they were shot, their heads would probably fart.

"Kacha!"

With a crisp sound, the bullet was loaded.

Ye Fan looked at it and saw that it was on the sixth bullet.

According to the sequence, it had nothing to do with him.

"John, you go first." The old master said lightly.

"Okay."

John took the gun and threw it to the bodyguard behind him.

"George, shoot yourself in the head. If you don't die, I'll give you one million."

George hesitated, but still put the gun on his head.

Because he knew that even if he didn't let go, John would help him.

At this moment, he could only pray that God would let him go so that he wouldn't die.

George's fingers, which had been pulling the trigger, were trembling, and his eyes were wide open.

With a single shot, he had a one-sixth chance of dying on the spot.

This matter needed a strong courage to support it.

"Ah..."

George roared.

"Ka!"

Empty bomb!

"Haha, I'm not dead, I'm not dead!"

"Not bad, next."

The gun was in Ivan's hand, and he also handed it to his follower.

This was not something they should do.

"You too, if you don't die, you can get one million."

"Understood, leader"

The follower closed his eyes.

He prepared to face death calmly.

But Old God's Favored Gu.

This time, it was still an empty bullet.

The gun was transmitted in the form of a dragon swinging its tail.

Ye Fan was in third place.

When the handgun was placed in front of him.

Meng Xincheng and Gao Baobao did not hesitate to fight for it.

However, Ye Fan stopped them.

"What are you doing? What are you trying to rob me for?"

"Boss, let me do it." Meng Xincheng was a little excited.

This was a quarter chance.

If he hit Ye Fan, how would he explain it to his brother?

How was he going to explain it to the leader?

How would he explain it to his sister-in-law?

"No, I'll do it."

"Boss."

"[Don't talk nonsense, I'll do it!]"

Ye Fan glared at them and said quietly, Obey my orders!

He was the instructor and the first commander of this operation.

As soldiers, their duty was to follow orders.

The two immediately stopped fighting.

But their eyes gradually turned red.

Boss, thank you!

For the country, for the glory, you are willing to take such a huge risk!

You deserve all of our respect!

The two of them did not dare to salute, afraid that the other party would discover their identities.

However, that sincere gaze stopped on Ye Fan, forever remembering this moment.

Ye Fan smiled slightly.

He knew where the bullet was, so he was naturally not afraid.

But to be safe.

He brought the turtle dragon jade and the pendant he made with double insurance.

"Haha, bringing protective items at this moment? Are you really f * cking afraid of death?" Thomson mocked without holding back.

Ye Fan sneered, "I'm afraid of death? The thing that I'm least afraid of is death. This time, I'll let you die."

After saying that.

"Ka!"

A crisp sound.

Ye Fan was safe and sound.

"Hmph, I was just lucky!"

"Is that so?"

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched.

"Ka, Ka!"

Another two crisp sounds were heard.

That's right, there were two.

After the first round, Ye Fan actually fired three shots in a row.

"Hiss!"

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

Is there something wrong with it?

It was originally a one-fourth chance.

Now that you've fired, it's 100%.

Are you really not afraid of death?

In order to take revenge, you are willing to sacrifice your own life.

Ye Fan revealed a cheap smile. "Oh my, I'm really sorry, my life is too big. Come, it's your turn."

Thomson took the spear, and his expression became extremely ugly.

How was this a gun?

It was a sign that he was going to die.

There are only six bullets in total, you guys shoot out five f * cking bullets.

"Hu!"

Meng Xincheng and Gao Baobao trembled and exhaled a mouthful of foul air.

It was too thrilling.

Their hearts were about to jump out of their chests.

They were scared to death.

On the other hand, Ye Fan had a calm expression on his face.

It was as if his life wasn't his at all.

"Good, you are very good!"

Thomson's expression was cold, and his hatred was overflowing.

"Isn't it just the death of one person? I can afford to die!"

He didn't want his little brother to shoot him.

He waved his hand and shot his own back.

One. His little brother was sent flying far away and crashed into the wall behind him before stopping.

And the place where he was hit also exploded into a deep pit, blood filling the sky.

So powerful?

Everyone was secretly shocked.

This was indeed a game that would risk one's life.

So scared.

"So exciting!"

The old master laughed loudly. He was obviously attracted by the scene in front of him.

"Come, the next one is Ivan."

"It's quite fair."

Ye Fan curled his lips.

"Of course the game is fair. After all, the first person who shoots will have a higher chance of surviving."

"Then let me tell you, what is unfair?"

"Ka!"

Ivan's spear ended.

He was still not shot.

"Big guy, your luck is not bad."

Ivan smiled. "Old God's Favored Gu!"

"Bullsh * t! I was the one who blessed you. You should be glad that you didn't stay behind me."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Ye Fan fired two shots in a row.

This time, the bullet was in the fourth hole.

In other words, Thomson's side would still have one person die.

As expected.

"Bang!"

A spear shot down.

Another person fell to the ground.

"Extremely Beautiful Ye, you're going too far!"

Thomson slammed the table and stood up.

Why?

Why did his men die every time?

Moreover, he had always been breaking the rules.

If everyone fired a shot, why did he shoot twice?

If it was in this sort of order, his subordinates wouldn't have to die at all.

Ye Fan spread his hands. "How did I bully you? I am bold. Can't I shoot a few more times?"

"The old master did not say anything. Why are you talking so much?"

"What's wrong? The death of two people makes my heart ache?"

"Pain? I'm human, but I don't want to stay behind you and be infected by your bad luck. That's all."

"Then go to your seat. No one will stop you."

Thomson was really tempted.

But he looked over.

Ivan and John did not dare to look at each other.

Neither of them was a fool.

Ye Fan obviously had his own way to know the sequence of the bullets.

If he went behind him, wouldn't he be sending himself to his death?

Thomson finally accepted the reality and took a few deep breaths.

Yes, magic.

Ye Fan's magic skills were amazing. He must have done something to them.

"Master, I think we should change the shooting method to prevent others from doing something."

"What do you mean?"

"Put the gun on the table and don't pick it up, what do you think?"

"Do you think Extremely Beautiful Ye could change it? You think too much." The old master simply accepted his suggestion.

Most of them were powerful people with extraordinary vision.

How could someone cheat by changing bullets in front of everyone?

Besides, this pistol was extremely precise. Even if an ordinary person gave him time, he would not be able to open it. It was almost impossible to change the bullet in an instant.

"Okay, the game continues! This time, Extremely Beautiful Ye will be the first one to do it."

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