"How can a vulgar person understand my pleasure?" Wang Qi finished speaking, and pressed it again on the remote control, and the numbers on the monitor began to move.

The young man's body had not yet cooled, and the blood was still spilling. The people standing next to him stayed away to avoid blood on their feet.

The numbers on the monitor didn't move, forty-nine, and everyone saw it.

"Okay, start with you, let's count. Wang Qi said to the man to the right of the dead young man.

The second round of reporting begins. One, two, three, four,... , xxiii, xxiv. It came to an abrupt end at twenty-four. Next came the twenty-fifth number of the Guan Ke newspaper, but the Guan Ke did not speak.

"If you don't report the number, I'm going to kill someone!" Wang Qi smiled and pointed a gun at a man's head. "Twenty-five. Guan Ke's clear voice sounded, and the numbers could continue to be transmitted.

"That's right. Wang Qi smiled proudly.

"What are we going to do?" I don't know when, Guan Lan had already grabbed Guan Ke's left arm. She had really felt the changes in Wang Qi, and recalling what Wang Qi had said to him before, Guan Lan felt that death did not distinguish between identities.

Guan Ke was a little unaccustomed to such intimacy, and Xue'er was still on the side, but thinking that Guan Lan was still young, he was scared, so he didn't push her away.

"The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, let's take a look again. In fact, the customs officer didn't know what to do, so he had to take one step at a time.

By the time the numbers were frozen, most of the passengers had already begun to calculate. Most of us are business elites who travel from south to north, and it is impossible for even such a small calculation to be wrong. As the numbers continued, most people already knew who was going to take forty-nine.

Even if there is a vacant seat in the middle, or if there is an extra person standing, you can estimate the approximate position.

All the passengers in the seventh row were frowning and pondering, eager to recreate all the jokes they had seen before.

Out of tacit understanding, everyone reported the number very slowly, just to stall for time.

Wang Qi should have seen it, but he didn't pay attention to it at first, but later the time to report the number dragged on getting longer and longer, and it took five or six seconds to report a number, which made him feel that it was too much.

"To play a game, you have to play a good game, and don't go too far. If it's still that slow, I don't mind killing a few people to get everyone to speed things up. Wang Qi threatened.

Forty, forty-one, the speed of the people quickly came up, and it didn't take long for it to report forty-eight. A woman in her thirties stood up, "Forty-nine. She said calmly.

"Tell a funny story, remember, be funny. Wang Qi said.

The woman who stood up thought for a moment, and then began to speak. She's telling a joke too, and it's slightly colored. Her thinking was clear, her speech was clear, her regular jokes were told by her funny, everyone was amused by her, and she successfully passed the test.

Wang Qi slapped his face dryly, "Not bad, not bad, it will be this level in the future." ”

Wang Qi pressed the remote control very casually, and the numbers on the screen moved again.

Since they were all prepared in advance, and all the people sitting there were people with some experience, the next few rounds of the game were able to tell interesting stories and make everyone laugh happily.

Three or four people were safe and sound, and there was no blood, and people's nervous hearts calmed down a little. I'm afraid that everyone in the cabin, except for Wang Qi, has already thought of a story, even if the numbers on the display really choose themselves, they are sure to pass the test.

"I suddenly felt that this kind of play was not exciting enough, not exciting enough. ”

Wang Qi took out another pistol from under the table. He slowly reloaded the pistol.

"Let's change the way we play. There were six rounds in this revolver, and I only got three. The next person to report to the number on the display, I'll give you this revolver, you just have to shoot yourself in the temple, and you're done. How's it going, isn't this gameplay exciting enough, fresh and interesting enough?"

Wang Qi seemed to be very proud that he could think of such a method, because his mouth was grinning wider.

With a revolver with three bullets, shoot at the head, and the chances of life and death are half the same, which is really exciting enough.

People had some peace of mind, but they lifted it up again. Whether everyone is lucky or not, the dead always make up the chosen half. After the change of the rules of the game, it is impossible to be safe for three or four rounds in a row as it is now.

"Since the rules of the game have been decided, they should be maintained and should not be changed easily. "Although Guan Ke doesn't care too much about other people's lives, he also hopes that there will be fewer deaths.

"I don't think you said it here. Wang Qi held a revolver in each hand, aiming in the direction of Wang Qi. "As long as my fingers move so lightly, your two little beauties will die. I know you have a gun in your hand, so why don't we shoot faster and more accurately?"

The gun in Guan Ke's hand has not been raised, and the speed is definitely not as fast as Wang Qi's. Without experiencing it himself, he also knew that he might have just raised the gun, and he was about to be beaten into a hornet's nest by Wang Qi.

"You're the boss, please. Guan Ke said.

"Those who know the times are Junjie, you know it very well. Wang Qi pressed the remote control again.

This time is different, half of the people who are selected by the numbers on the monitor are likely to die. Many of the passengers swallowed.

The numbers began to jump constantly, zero and nine were fleeting, and no one knew which two numbers would end up on the display.

Twenty-nine. The number is not very fast, but it doesn't take long either, and the person who learns that he has won the lottery has only a little time to prepare.

One, two, three, four,... , a middle-aged man reported twenty-nine.

Wang Qi smiled and took the two guns and walked over step by step. He handed the revolver to the middle-aged man's hand and said, "Congratulations, brother." ”

The middle-aged man took the revolver very calmly, but his hand was still a little trembling, revealing his fear. He slowly aimed his gun at his temple, his hands trembling even more.

"Don't be afraid, it's actually very simple, you just need to pull the trigger lightly, and you don't have to worry about anything after that. You just need to be ruthless in your heart, move your fingers, and it's all over. Wang Qi kept "encouraging" him in the ears of the middle-aged man.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he seemed to have finally made up his mind. He turned the muzzle of the revolver and was about to shoot at Wang Qi's young face.

But he was obviously a beat slower, Wang Qi's speed was faster than him, and when the middle-aged man turned the gun, Wang Qi had already shot the middle-aged man in the head.

A gunshot rang out, and the middle-aged man died. Wang Qi's face was covered with bloodstains, and there were spots of blood on his nose and eyes. He lifted the revolver in his hand and pulled the trigger on the corpse.

No bullets were fired.

If this middle-aged man had listened to Wang Qi's words, he would not have died.

"Why don't you believe me, if you believe me, you will live for at least thirty or forty years!" Perhaps blood was blocking his vision, and Wang Qi wiped his face to make his vision clearer.

"Please abide by the rules of the game, after all, there is a 50% chance of survival! If you resist, you will only die. As long as there is a little chance possible, we should all try to live, right? Wang Qi said to everyone a little sickly.

No one answered his words. People looked at him in horror as if they were looking at a demon coming out of hell.

Wang Qi didn't care, and pressed his finger on the remote control, and the next game was opened. In these ten seconds, Wang Qi's hand kept moving the magazine of the revolver, looking very leisurely.

The rain outside seemed to be getting heavier. From time to time, lightning flashed in the black clouds, like a long dragon that was in the middle of a rage. They kept roaring, as if they were completely venting their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

Every time the dragon appeared, the electric light would flash in the window, coupled with the thunder, which was enough to make people's hearts tremble with fear.

This time the number is seventy-nine, which is a large number, and it will take a long time to report the number. Starting from the eighth to last row, the last person reported forty-five, and the first person standing in the front row began to report forty-six.

Guan Lan counted quickly according to the head, and found that it was Guan Ke who wanted to report seventy-nine.

"Hey, you're next, have you thought of any good ideas?"

"Nope. ”

"And you're really going to put a gun to your head?"

The customs officer did not answer. He wouldn't end his life in such a way. Fate has always been fought for by oneself, and as for the result, it depends on whether God gives face.

Guan Ke thinks that his marksmanship is not bad, but in front of Wang Qi, he is not so confident, and with the blessing of the cyan giant baby, there is no chance of winning the shootout with Wang Qi.

Although he rushed forward knowing that he was going to die, he could be regarded as a hero, but Guan Ke still wanted to enjoy life, so he had no chance of winning, and he didn't plan to take it.

Another approach had to be found.

Even the safe had two ways to open it, and he believed that there should be other ways to deal with the killer.

If you can't think of another way, then you have to fight hard.

It's already seventy years old, Guan Lan's hand around her has become very tight, and Guan Ke can even feel her throbbing chest.

Seventy-eight. Guan Lan hesitated for a moment and whispered.

Seventy-nine. The customs guest answered without hesitation.

"You're in luck, I can't wait to see what choices you'll make. Wang Qile smiled and said, "Are you shooting at me, or shooting at yourself?" I thought about it for you, if I were you, I would choose to shoot myself, after all, there is still half a chance to live, if you shoot me, not only you, but your two sisters may also be shot." It's the beautiful years, are you willing to let them die like this?"