1209: C1209 Two Seconds

C1209 Two Seconds

Ah …

Before he could finish his threat, a sharp pain shot through his finger.

"How about you?"

Lin Fann grabbed the thin man's extended finger and suddenly pulled down: "Tell me, let me see if you can do it."

"Pain …" Pain... "Let me go …"

The 'kacha' sound of his fingers was extremely clear, and the thin and weak man's heart that had just stabilized once again began to tremble.

The ten fingers connected to the heart, the left finger was broken, and then the wrist was broken.

He painfully knelt on the ground as tears streamed down his face. "You guys are awesome, your Chinese is awesome."

"Boss, be careful."

Ou Dawei, who had beaten up his four henchmen, walked over and whispered, "They have the chips from the casino, it probably has something to do with Tony."

"Casino chips?"

Seeing the chips in Ou Dawei's hand, Lin Fann looked curiously at the weak male and asked: "You are a gambler?"

"Small gamble, small gamble."

Lin Fann's tone gave the weak guy a fright. He quickly smiled apologetically: "Our Charm Town has a casino. If you want to play, you can go there. I'll make you rich overnight."

"From what you're saying, you've become rich overnight?"

Letting go of the weak guy's wrist, Lin Fann teased, "But you don't look like you are, you're already extorting money."

"Like, like your ball."

After finally gaining his freedom, the weakened man's remaining right hand suddenly pulled out a handgun from his waist.

He aimed at Lin Fann's forehead and crawled up from the ground with a ferocious expression: "You're not obedient are you? I shot you and you dared to break my finger."

"I hate it when people point guns at me. You'd better shoot for two seconds."

Lin Fann looked coldly at the weak guy and ridiculed him, "If you can't fire a gun in two seconds, you will be in great pain."

As if he had heard the funniest joke, the weak guy laughed out loud. "You're still pretending to be dead? Fine, I'll shoot you."

Although he was holding an air rifle, he still managed to shoot and kill people at such a close distance.

"Don't shoot, we have something to talk about."

When Ou Dawei saw the weak guy take out his gun, he quickly shouted: "If you shoot, my knife will kill you too."

"Hmph, if you have the ability, then chop it off."

Looking at the machete in Ou Dawei's hand, the weak guy ridiculed, "I'd like to see if your machete is faster than my gun."

"Dawei, this lousy spear is too weak."

Taking two steps forward, Lin Fann pressed his forehead against the muzzle of his gun: "Don't hesitate, open fire, and beat me to death."

"You are challenging my endurance limit. I will kill you."

Lin Fann's reaction angered the weak guy. He held the pistol firmly in his hand and pulled the trigger.2

However, in the short span of two seconds, Lin Fann's hand had already touched the gun once.

"I'll kill you with one shot, and see if you can still show off."

The weak man pulled the trigger three or four times in a row and cursed viciously.

However, the imaginary gunshot did not ring out. All he heard was a clatter.

Empty gun?

Stunned, the weakened man looked at the gun in puzzlement. His chin even dropped to the ground in the next second.

There was no gun, only a frame in his hand.

The bullets had all disappeared, leaving no reaction no matter how he pulled the trigger.

"This, this …"

He couldn't figure out what had just happened. No, to be more precise, it was impossible for something to have happened.

The gun was still there two seconds ago. How could it disappear in two seconds?

"Don't be surprised, I've already given you two seconds."

As he released his grip, bullets fell from his palm.

"How is this possible?"

Inconceivable screams of surprise, and the weakened man's mind was in a state of chaos.

What could two seconds do?

He wasn't even yawning enough, how could he take down his gun?

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