"You ......"

Tong Ran was startled and wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly by Mo Nanjue, the man pressed the muzzle of the gun against his forehead, and his voice was low but firm, "Tong Ran, I'm giving you this opportunity now, if you shoot, I'll die, you can naturally leave." ”

“……”

"Pull the trigger and you'll be away right away. ”

Tong Ran shook his head and muttered, "Monan Jue, you're crazy......"

He was crazy to put his life in her hands......

"If you can't fire this shot, then it means that you don't want to leave," Mo Nanjue completely ignored her whisper, the expression on Jun's face was solemn and solemn, and his black eyes stared at her for a moment, "Tong Ran, this is my first and last chance to give you, the only chance If you miss it, don't think that I will let you go in the future!"

"I ......," Tong Ran shook his head and gradually stopped.

The only chance......

The only chance he gave her was to choose whether to shoot him......

Do they have to be so tense between them?

Or is his world like this, either losing or winning, either dead or alive, so he never knew what equality was......

"Now, the decision is yours. ”

When the words fell, the man decisively let go of his hand, her back was already against the pillar, at this moment, the two were facing each other like a life-and-death duel, the muzzle of the gun in her hand was pointed directly at his eyebrows, and he had completely blocked her retreat.

Some kind of dangerous fire flashed in the air, as if it only needed a little more, it could be directly detonated!

"Tong Ran, if you want to leave, then you shoot!"

His voice sounded again, cold without a hint of warmth.

Tong Ran inhaled heavily, feeling that every part of her body, every inch of skin, and every pore were trembling, her right hand still maintaining the posture of raising the gun at him, and her index finger was on the trigger.

The man moved slightly, and she seemed to feel his cold breath running through her fingers.

She never imagined that she would one day be able to point a gun at him......

Once, she wanted to kill him countless times, and wanted to escape from his side desperately.

Once, they suffered together, life and death together, obviously so close, but invisibly, there was always a big hand that pulled them away again.

Mo Nanjue's short dark brown hair was blown by the breeze, and when he looked down like this, he showed an arrogant posture, and the man spoke, his voice with some kind of persecution, "Tong Ran, don't you want to leave?

yes, she wanted to leave, she hated him......

But when it came to this moment, she no longer had any courage......

Does her departure have to be exchanged for his life?

"No......" she said tremblingly, her lips turning pale with fear, "No, I don't want to make this choice, I don't want to ......"

"Shoot!"

"Don't ......"

"Tong Ran, shoot!"

Mo Nanjue stretched out his hand and grabbed her trembling shoulders hard, and his five fingers were folded, as if to insert them into her shoulder blades, "Shoot me, and you can leave!"

"I don't want ......"

"I told you to shoot!"

"No-" He pressed step by step, and Tong Ran suddenly began to shake his head violently, "I don't want to, I don't-"