1082: C1082 The Gun Went Silent

C1082 The Gun Went Silent

Master loaded the bullets and put the pistol in front of Ye Fan.

What a coincidence.

This time, the first shot was where the bullets were.

F * ck!

It can't be, right?

Such bad luck?

"Cough cough!"

Ye Fan coughed a few times.

"Xincheng, why don't you try it?"

Meng Xincheng shook his head." Hehe! Boss, stop teasing me. Although I'm not afraid of death, I don't want to experience that kind of pain. "

"Didn't you see that the first two people's hearts were blasted open? If this hit my head, it would definitely turn into paste. "

"You're right."

Meng Xincheng continued, "Besides, you must know the distribution of bullets! Then I am relieved. "

But as he spoke, he said.

He suddenly remembered something.

Damn it.

It can't be, right?

His eyes widened. "Boss, the bullet won't be in the first shot, right? You want me to carry it? "

It was pierced through.

Ye Fan smiled awkwardly. "How is that possible? I just want you to experience it. Since you don't like it, I'll come straight to you."

Everyone saw that he was a little unnatural and urged him to come.

"Don't waste any time. Hurry up and shoot."

"Haha, you don't dare to shoot this time? Do you want us to help you?"

However, he saw Ye Fan being defeated.

Everyone started to mock him without holding back.

In fact, Ye Fan's situation was quite awkward.

If Meng Xincheng didn't see through them, they would just take a shot.

But now, he couldn't be the person who sold out his brother.

What should he do?

Ye Fan thought.

Suddenly.

He thought of something.

Didn't I get a Fortune Star Glowing Talisman a few days ago?

I wonder if it's useful?

Forget it, there's no way out left or right, I might as well take a gamble.

While thinking, Ye Fan secretly took out his Talisman and patted it on his own body.

"Hey, are you alright? Are you going to open fire or not?"

"Just think about it for a while. The sun is setting."

Ye Fan shrugged. "It's not that I don't want to open fire. I just feel that it's boring."

“ Oh? Do you have a better idea?"

" Of course. After so many rounds, only Thomson lost a few unimportant subordinates. It's so boring. "

"So I think we should put a few more bullets to increase the difficulty of the game." Ye Fan suggested.

"Hmph, even if we put more bullets, we still have to wait for you to finish shooting. Don't think about cheating." John said coldly.

"No problem. Take this gun as a gift from me."

"Kacha!"

Ye Fan aimed a spear at his own head.

He had already prepared to use the Turtle Dragon Jade, but he didn't expect that the spear would actually become mute!

Damn it.

Was there such a method?

Haha, as expected, I made the right bet.

"Truly lucky to have encountered a mute flame."

"Come, let's start again."

Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief.

Others might not know that the first bullet was loaded, but he did.

After he fired the gun, no one would be injured in the next round.

Not only would he not be able to kill the enemy, he would also let Meng Xincheng know that there was a bullet in the first bullet.

He might as well start all over again.

Ye Fan's thoughts could be said to be wise and farsighted.

The old master was very satisfied with his suggestion. When he picked up the bullet, he pondered for a while and asked.

"Extremely Beautiful Ye, since it is you who suggested adding bullets, how many do you want to add?"

Ye Fan did not hesitate and directly stretched out five fingers.

"Five!"

"What? Are you crazy? Don't take us with you even if you want to die."

" Originally, the probability was one in six, but you insisted on raising it to five in six? "

"No, no, no!"

Ye Fan ignored the excited crowd and shook his head lightly.

"You guys misunderstood. I didn't mean to add five bullets, but five more."

Silence.

It was surprisingly quiet.

Not to mention the powers that were participating in the game.

Even the old master was dumbfounded.

Adding five bullets, wouldn't that be six bullets?

This also meant that with every shot fired, one person would die.

What kind of game was this?

He could just kill himself.

"Bullshit! It's better for you to play this game of certain death yourself."

"Brother, did something happen at home? Don't pull us if you want to die."

Meng Xincheng was also very worried.

" Boss, what are you doing? Even if you're not afraid of bullets, you can't play like this."

"What if you get hurt? You can't joke around with your life."

Ye Fan waved his hand. "It's fun. You have to enjoy yourself."

"How is it? Master, do you dare to play?"

"Er..."

The old master did not expect that he would be beaten.

"Hehe, it's not like I'm the one who died, what am I afraid of? Come, just six bullets."

"Do the rest of you have any objections?"

Thomson smiled coldly and said, "I don't have any objections, but I must let Extremely Beautiful Ye come first."

"Me too." John said faintly.

Ivan shrugged. "As long as everyone can play, I can play. Isn't it just a little brother? I have everything. "

"Alright, let's begin!"

Ye Fan took the gun that was filled with six bullets and placed it on his temple.

Everyone's faces were filled with anticipation. They all wanted to see the scene of his head being crushed.

However, Ye Fan just smiled silently.

In any case, his Talisman could last for a very long period of time.

He wasn't afraid at all.

"Kacha!"

A spear shot down.

The muzzle of the gun did not shoot out any bullets.

Everyone was stunned.

What was going on?

Was he mute?

At such a crucial moment, how could he be mute?

"Old master, there's something wrong with your gun."

Thomson became anxious.

He was next, and Ye Fan was not shot.

Then the one who would die would only be his people.

The old master's expression became serious.

This Extremely Beautiful Ye's luck was really amazing.

Six bullets did not kill him.

But shooting meant the end of the game.

It was impossible to restart.

"It's his luck to be mute. If you have the ability, make the gun mute too."

"This..."

Thomson was helpless and silently took the gun.

He aimed at the follower behind him and fired.

The next round began.

Thomson was the first one.

Obviously, he wasn't as lucky as Ye Fan.

Another follower died.

Next was John, but the result remained the same.

Ivan did the same.1

It was Ye Fan's turn again. Everyone was ready to fight.

They were looking forward to seeing him get shot.

"I don't believe you can dodge it this time."

Ye Fan smiled.

"Do you dare to bet once?"

"Bet what?"

"If it's still mute, eat all the bullets in the next round."

"This..."

Thomson hesitated.

Six bullets would kill six people.

It was too cruel for them.

And if this continued, they wouldn't be able to last more than a few rounds.

However, he still didn't want to give up.

After all, mute flames were something that couldn't be seen in a thousand years.

If it happened once, it wouldn't happen again.

"What if it doesn't mute fire?"

Ye Fan shrugged and said, "Then I will shoot six times in a row, regardless of whether it is mute or not."

Thomson gritted his teeth.

"Okay, I agree."

An external bet was being carried out brazenly.

Everyone's gaze was focused here.

No matter who won or lost, they would have to eat six bullets.

Even they wouldn't be able to defend against six bullets in a short period of time, right? It was very likely that they would really lose their lives.

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