Now, the gun is in Wang Kuan's hands.

Human life has always been a process of choosing and being chosen.

It is fate to be chosen. Fate will determine what kind of situation a person is in, whether a person is born poor or rich, whether a person's path is smooth or rugged, and whether a person's luck is good or bad.

Fate is unpredictable, and no one can grasp it except God.

And the choice is made by human beings themselves. Do you choose to be poor and lowly, rich and noble, and mighty and unyielding? Or do you choose to live with the light and make a living?

Do you choose to live in peace and happiness and pick chrysanthemums under the fence, or do you choose to move forward bravely and fight to the death?

Every choice will write a life.

Every life is creating a variety of choices.

Now, Wang Kuan has undoubtedly reached a critical juncture in his life, and his current choice is heavy and decisive for his future. Do you choose to fight back and live to die? Or do you choose to admit defeat and beg for mercy and steal your life?

Do you choose to be a coward, or do you choose to be a warrior?

It's a tough choice.

Wang Kuan fell into a painful entanglement. This tangled state invisibly lengthened Wang Kuan's time, making Wang Kuan's seconds like years.

But time waits for no one.

Ten seconds, fleeting.

When Lin Changlong counted to the seventh second, Wang Kuan, who was extremely entangled, had already aimed his gun at Lin Changlong's head. In reality, the power of firearms is very huge, and it is not as light as described in film and television dramas, and a headshot is not a joke. If Lin Changlong pulls the trigger, within 0.001 seconds, the bullet will fly out, with strong kinetic energy, and shoot into Lin Changlong's skull.

Although the human head can be said to be the hardest part of the human body, if you want to resist a bullet, it is like using an egg to smash granite. If Wang Kuan dares to shoot, there is a high probability that Lin Changlong's skull will be blown off by Wang Kuan's bullets.

It is definitely that Da Luo Jin Immortal can't save Lin Changlong when he goes down to earth, and Taishang Laojun's Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill can't save Lin Changlong. That's definitely dead, can't be dead anymore.

But the corresponding consequence is that Wang Kuan will have to engage in a dangerous shootout to see if he can escape under the bullets of the eight gunmen, which is very unlikely, but there is indeed such a possibility.

"Eight ......"

When Lin Changlong counted to the eighth second, Wang Kuan's fingers had already pressed on the trigger of the pistol, and the muzzle of the gun was swarthy, like the deep pupils of the dark night death, projecting a longing for death in his eyes, drawing the desire for life. Lin Changlong's fingers trembled slightly, and his whole body was weak, as tired as if he had been tossing with ten women for a night.

Press?

Don't press it?

What to do?

What to do??

What to do???

In Lin Changlong's brain, there was a dense pile of question marks, and this pile of question marks then turned into a pile of fragmentary mosaics, stacked together, making Lin Changlong's head dizzy and unable to think. In Lin Changlong's heart, there was a battle between heaven and man. Just like those idiot TV series depicted, Lin Changlong has two angels in his heart, a dark angel and a light angel.

The Angel of Light and the Angel of Darkness are engaged in a heated debate, which represents the war of two thoughts in Lin Changlong's heart.

The angel of light said: "Endure for a while, calm the wind and waves, take a step back and open the sea and the sky, Han Xin can also endure the humiliation of his crotch back then." Anyway, the blue and white club has no future, so it is better to admit it and save your life, reform yourself in the future, and be a new person. Maybe after this incident, you will have a great understanding, your talent will grow by leaps and bounds, and you will become a great rapper comparable to Mu Ye!"

The dark angel said, "What can you endure? Don't be cowardly, dogs! Fuck it! People die and birds will not die for thousands of years! Go to the ball! Count the ball! You are a dignified seven-foot man, standing up to the sky and the earth, a straight man of steel, how can you retreat? Go and fight! Don't be afraid! Your head has fallen off a bowl and a big scar! Fuck! You can throw anything, and a man's face can't be thrown away!"

The confrontation between these two thoughts became more and more intense, and Lin Changlong had already counted to the ninth second.

Everyone's eyes fell on Wang Kuan's body, no one knew what kind of thought Wang Kuan had in his heart, and no one wanted to know what kind of thought Wang Kuan had in his heart, everyone just expected Wang Kuan to make a choice!

The Luo family brothers and sisters only feel sad, especially Luo Huijuan, she has slept with many men, so she also knows a lot about men. In Luo Huijuan's opinion, Wang Kuan will definitely be cowardly. A truly manly man can either get out with wisdom, just like those witty figures in history. Either get out with bravery, and the real brave people have already fired directly at the moment when Lin Changlong dropped the robbery!

If you want to fight back, you can't hesitate, you have to be fast and ruthless, and you have to be lightning fast!

But Wang Kuan is a mother-in-law, tangled like a young man, Luo Huijuan is very disdainful of this, she thinks that Wang Kuan is better to go to the moon to blow the flute than to be the boss of the blue and white club! These people ...... Hehe......

"Ten!" Lin Changlong's voice was unhurried, and he counted to the tenth second. Lin Changlong's eyes didn't even deliberately look at Wang Kuan, Luo Huijuan's eyes were vicious, and he could see that Wang Kuan was a big coward, and Lin Changlong could naturally see that Wang Kuan was a big coward!

This kind of cowardice, hesitation, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, long-winded, destined to be difficult to become a climate!

Really......

Just when Lin Changlong counted to the tenth second, Wang Kuan's face changed greatly, he twitched like an electric shock, suddenly threw away the snatch in his hand, and threw the gun away, and then he looked at the gun on the ground, like looking at a demon!

He coaxed! He flinched! He didn't have the courage to fight! He understood, he was afraid of death! He risked his life to become a hero, and that was not him!

Wang Kuan's tears flowed down uncontrollably. And the members of the Blue and White Society, looking at Wang Kuan, their eyes also turned into contempt and disdain, and from now on, they will no longer treat Wang Kuan as their own boss. When Wang Kuan was rapping, he kept bragging, saying what "fighting the emperor defeated the sky" or "sweeping Yanjing and shaking China", boasting that he was rare in the sky and unparalleled on earth. Everyone really thinks that Wang Kuan is a ruthless person, comparable to the Fan Debiao in the north, who knows that Wang Kuan is a Xibei goods, he can brag when he fights a little, and he will become a dog when he sees a big battle!

Lin Changlong had expected this, he picked up his pistol, and said coldly: "Wang Kuan, the boss of the Blue and White Club, the godfather of the rap industry, I'll give you a chance to use it! I thought your lyrics were so good, you are a powerful character! But this is normal, the only death through the ages, you are afraid of death, it is normal!"