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It was as if what was pressed against his forehead was not a gun that could fire at any time, but just a toy gun with no plastic bullets.

"Let go!" the anger on his body slowly released.

The feeling of coming out of hell doesn't have to be Watson's weakness at all.

This is the second time in the past two days that a gun has been pointed at the temple.

So Ye Rin's heart is very unhappy now!

Seeing that Watson didn't move, Ye Rin said coldly again: "I don't like to repeat what I say!"

Three, two, one.

Counting three words silently in his heart, Watson still didn't make any moves.

Ye Rin directly reached out and grabbed his gun.

A pull, a carry, a throw.

Ye Rin directly slapped Watson to the ground with lightning speed.

The gun in his hand also flew out.

Swirling in the air a few times, it fell gorgeously.

Watson got up and flew towards the gun that was falling underneath.

Night Rin also dispatched at the same time, like a swift cheetah.

Every step is carried with a sharp wind.

The moment Watson's hand touched the gun, Rin kicked him sideways and kicked him directly in the hand.

The gun was kicked upwards again, spinning in the air.

At the moment when the gun fell, Rin and Watson jumped up at the same time.

The slender arms reached out to the black 'colored' silencer gun.

At this point, Watson kicks Rin hard in an attempt to get Rin to dodge.

But Rin was not to be outdone, and at the same time kicked away at him.

When touching the other person's 'leg', the other 'leg' is not to be outdone.

The two sides kept making moves, and finally you came and went in mid-air.

When the gun was between the two, the two stopped at the same time and grabbed the gun.

After some snatching, the gun was held in both hands at the same time.

Watson pulled the gun in front of him with all his might, but Rin Yarin's hand clasped it even harder.

It's a contest between power and power.

It's different from the 'flower' punches and kicks just now.

This time, whoever has the most strength will be the winner.

Watson pulled the gun closer, and Rin pulled it back with all his might.

Finally, the two face each other.

"Let go!" Rin warned coldly.

Watson replied with a mocking smile: "Why should I let go?!

After he finished speaking, as soon as his feet moved, the person pressed hard towards Ye Rin.

Night Rin couldn't stop backing away.

But the gun was still tightly held in his hands.

Because everyone knows very well that this time, it is not only a competition between guns, but also a contest of strength between them.

Whoever loses will bow his head when he speaks.

At the same time, this is also a battle to explore the opponent's virtual reality.

Although Rin was able to evade Watson's pursuit every time, Watson didn't know where Rin was.

Maybe he's just good at 'hide-and-seek'.

But now, after this battle, Watson realizes that things are really more fun than he imagined.

Rin slammed his back against the wall, and he snorted in pain.

The next moment, Watson's elbow pressed directly against Yarin's neck.

"Night-Rin, admit defeat!" Watson put his elbow against Night-Rin's neck, constantly exerting force, as if to 'got' him 'go'.

Rin felt less and less air in his lungs, but instead of letting that out, he raised his hand and grabbed Watson's hand hard, trying to pull his hand away from his neck.

But the hand that pressed Ye Rin's neck kept pushing hard, hard.

It was as if all the air in the lungs had been stripped away.

Ye Rin directly bit his 'lip' to regain some clarity in his consciousness.

The strength in his hand seemed to be taken away, and he tried to break free of Watson, but he could only let him hold against his neck like this.

Consciousness gradually becomes trance-like.

Ye Rin's eyes became hazy, and he only heard Watson whispering in his ear: "Ye Rin, beg for mercy, beg for mercy and I'll let you go!"

The sound was floating, as if it had come from far away.

Again bit on the wound on the 'lip' flap.

Rin bit hard this time, and the blood even sprayed directly onto Watson's face on the other side.

Now, the pain made Rin completely awake.

With all the strength of his body poured into his hands, Yerin pulled Watson's arm forward hard.

His elbow burned on his neck, and he pressed his throat and pulled it over.

The throat was pressed again, and Rin felt as if it had shifted its place, and a rush of pain rushed to the 'door' of her brain.

But he didn't pay attention to it, and instead pulled Watson's arm away even harder, completely.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" As soon as he pulled it away, the air rushed into Rin Yarin's lungs, making him cough in pain.

But his movements also stopped, and while Watson was not paying attention, he directly strangled his hand around his own neck.

Pull back hard.

Originally, coughing should have made him lose his strength, but the anger in his heart made him stronger.

Holding Watson's hand harder and harder.

Ye Rin doesn't look like Watson, but just has the mentality of having fun, wanting to see how far Ye Rin can last.

At this moment, Ye Rin is really killing with 'dew', and he really wants to take Watson's 'life'.

Therefore, he showed no mercy at all.

Watson's face turned pale, and his blue pupils began to roll upwards.

Rin Yarin's hand continued to exert force.

The whites of Watson's eyes became more and more, more and more, as if the next moment his whole body would soften and give up resistance.

Realizing that death was coming, Watson made a final resistance.

His hands clasped Yarin's arms, and his nails were 'inserted' into Yarin's 'flesh'.

But Rin didn't seem to feel anything.

It's just that when Watson exerts force, the strength in his hands increases.

All the oxygen in Watson's lungs has been 'pumped' away.

He used the most conscious of his mind to clasp Rin Yarin's hand fiercely.

Blood ran down his arm.

Rin still looks like a robot with no feelings.

Nineteen, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.

Rin counted ten seconds silently in her mind.

Suddenly, let Watson go.

Watson fell directly to the ground and coughed violently.

At that moment, he truly felt the threat of death.

The breath of death was all around us, so strong.

I don't know when the gun has fallen to the ground, and Rin picks it up.

The gun was loaded.

Expressionlessly, Rin turned his gun on Watson.

"Do you still want to play?" Rin Yarin's voice was so flat that it didn't rise or fall at all.

Watson patted his chest, and when he turned his head, he saw the muzzle of the black 'hole' and 'hole'.

For so many years, he often pointed a gun at others, but not many were pointed at others with a gun.

Now, looking at the muzzle of this black 'hole' and 'hole', and looking at Rin Yarin's expressionless face, he knew that Rin Yarin would really shoot.

However, he smiled.

"Ye Rin, I dare to grab a gun from you, am you not prepared at all? I am sure you don't dare to shoot!"

Watson said confidently.

But Rin had already figured it out just now.

Since he can't reach an agreement with Watson, then let him not exist.

"When I was in the hospital, I was thinking that if my friend's 'leg' was gone, no matter where you were, I would pay for your 'leg'!"

Rin said, pointing the gun at Watson's 'leg'.

"I think, you must have offended a lot of enemies, if you don't have a 'leg', you should also be hunted down by a lot of people!"

Night's voice seemed to come from hell, exuding a chill.

"Yarin, if you have the ability, you can shoot!" Watson looked indifferent.

Even a provocation that is not afraid of death: "After you shoot, no matter where you are, I will hunt you down to the end!"

"A person who has no 'legs'?" Rin sneered.

The eyes are facing each other.

The eyes of both of them were very cold, without a trace of emotion.

It's as if killing is just a common thing.

Eye 'waves' flow.

It was as if countless sparks had been stirred up in the air.

At this point, Rin unloaded the gun.

Obviously, he could directly take Watson's 'life', because he obviously didn't want to resist.

But Ye Rin just put the gun away, leaving Watson stunned.

"Rin Night, you ......"

This is obviously an opportunity, a chance to understand everything, but Yerin just let it go?

Directly dismantled the gun, and the corner of Ye Rin's 'lips' smiled coldly.

Sure enough, the guess was correct.

"You chose the wrong gun, this model of gun, I often use it in the gun club, an empty gun and a loaded gun, I can tell the difference between a loaded gun. ”

"And you're still saying those things and acting like you're going to kill me?!" Watson thought he could see Rin stunned when he found out that the pistol had no bullets, but Rin Yarin's calmness made him feel like he had been slapped in the face.

"I really want to kill you, no one likes someone who wants to kill him all day, but at the same time, I don't think you deserve to die!"

Rin threw away the parts of the gun one by one.

"You have always killed people who should be killed, and you are a professional killer, just for this, I should keep you!"

Throw the last part away.

Yerin turned his back to Watson.

"Watson, I'm going to keep that person, and when the dust settles and he testifies in court, I can give it to you!"

After saying that, Ye Rin raised his feet and left.

Even with his back to Watson and the person who was plotting against him all the time, Yerin's footsteps did not have the slightest flustery.

Watson looked at his back, his expression becoming more and more complicated.

There was a constant feeling of pain in the throat.

Burst after burst.

Finally, Watson chuckled lowly.

The smile, like the bright moon in the sky, was a little desolate.

Yerin drove straight back to the villa.

The bleeding on Watson's hand has stopped, but the red mark on his neck is very obvious.

After taking a bath and taking the 'medicated' ointment and rubbing it, Ye Rin came directly to Ye Zhenzhen's room.

She was asleep, but she was restless.

Constantly twisting his body, like a nightmare.

He was muttering something in his mouth.

Ye Rin reached out and grabbed her hand, and she suddenly buckled it.

"Don't go!" the whisper was loud in the quiet room.

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