Wang Yong pointed at Lin Qianyan, and his tone could not be refused.

Zhang Jie stared at Wang Yong, and grinned after a while: "It's interesting, it's all like this, old captain, you still think about others." Can't you think of yourself for once?"

Wang Yong's eyes flickered, and he replied coldly: "Yes." It will be when I face you. ”

Zhang Jie smiled, but didn't say anything more.

With a wave of his hand, he motioned to the person who was in charge of Lin Qianyan to push Lin Qianyan up.

And Lin Qianyan couldn't see any emotion on his face, his eyes kept staring at the revolver on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

Walking to the table, Lin Qianyan touched the revolver and looked at it, then stretched out his hand and asked Zhang Jie for bullets.

Zhang Jie casually threw a bullet to Lin Qianyan, and said with a hint of ridicule: "It seems that Captain Wang trusts you too much, are you so impatient?"

Lin Qianyan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Of course." ”

As he spoke, he shook off the magazine and pressed the bullet in.

Lin Qianyan glanced at Wang Yong, and suddenly the corners of his mouth smiled charmingly, as if he was saying goodbye to Wang Yong.

Then everyone saw her fingers move slightly, and the wheel spun rapidly, and finally stopped in a certain position.

And in that position, a warhead was impressively facing the hammer.

Next time it will be Wang Yong's turn, as long as Wang Yong picks up the gun and pulls the trigger, Wang Yong will inevitably die with a headshot.

The soldiers watching around sighed in their hearts, lamenting that such a beautiful girl was such a femme fatale. Wang Yong gave up the first position to her, but she put Wang Yong together and directly put Wang Yong to death.

This game is a vivid embodiment of the good and evil of human nature.

In the face of death, what is the true quality of a person, there is no doubt, and all of them are naked in front of everyone.

Zhang Jie didn't seem to expect Lin Qianyan to do such a desperate thing, he was slightly stunned, then raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Interesting." ”

Then he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Yong. signaled that it was Wang Yong's turn.

And Wang Yong, who had been standing behind, couldn't see Lin Qianyan's movements, and he didn't know anything about Lin Qianyan's death.

As soon as Wang Yong raised his head, he was about to step forward to test the gun.

At this time, when he saw Lin Qianyan, who was supposed to leave the table, suddenly retracted his wrist and quickly touched the revolver on the table.

The lightning-fast action made everyone not react, and the next moment Lin Qianyan had already aimed his gun at Zhang Jie.

As long as the trigger is gently pulled, Zhang Jie will die here.

Lin Qianyan had a sneer on his face, as if he was mocking Zhang Jie for being cocooned and self-restrained. Even if Lin Qianyan risked his life, he would kill Zhang Jie.

Zhang Jie's face changed dramatically without being frightened by the sudden scene, and it was too late to dodge.

Seeing that he was about to be shot dead by Lin Qianyan.

But when he saw a figure faster than Lin Qianyan, when he was still a few meters away from Lin Qianyan, he suddenly rushed up, his arm poked out like an ape, and suddenly held Lin Qianyan's wrist.

With a bang, Lin Qianyan pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out. Instead, it shot into the air, punching a dimple in the ceiling.

"Why do you want to stop me, I'm going to kill him!" Lin Qianyan said angrily.

It was Wang Yong who held her wrist.

Wang Yong didn't explain, but slowly shook his head at Lin Qianyan and gently snatched the gun from her hand.

On the other side, Zhang Jiewu, who was a little pale, was frightened, Lin Qianyan was so fast that he almost killed him.

If it weren't for Wang Yong's obstruction, I'm afraid he would have turned into a corpse at this moment.

"Damn!" Zhang Jie's eyes erupted with rage as he looked at Lin Qianyan.

He was ready to teach this unruly woman a lesson.

"Zhang Jie, for the sake of the face of his former comrades-in-arms, let her go once. I promise she'll not be impulsive anymore. Wang Yong said with a bit of pleading.

He would never bow to the enemy, but for the sake of Lin Qianyan, he still bowed his head.

Zhang Jie naturally knew Wang Yong's temperament, and seeing Wang Yong bow his head was tantamount to another pleasure for him. His originally angry expression changed instantly, and he looked at Wang Yong with an interesting smile.

His mouth kept making a slurping sound, as if he had seen something rare.

After a while, he waved his hand with a hint of satisfaction: "Then give you a face, don't take it as an example." If you two dare to make the slightest move, I won't show mercy. ”

Zhang Jie stepped back slightly, letting the two soldiers stand in front of him, and at the same time picked up the previous two micro charges in his hand and pointed at the two of them.

Kunde used riot shields to make city walls, and Zhang Jie made them from soldiers' flesh. For people like Wang Yong and Lin Qianyan, it is impossible to take too many precautions.

"I didn't count that time just now, but now I'll do it again!" Zhang Jie said coldly.

Then someone handed over a bullet again and handed it to Lin Qianyan.

Zhang Jie was so frightened that he didn't even dare to do the work of handing out bullets. Always keep a certain distance from Lin Qianyan.

Lin Qianyan glanced at Zhang Jie hatefully, then took the bullet and pressed the bullet into the runner again.

Snapping shut, Lin Qianyan quickly retreated.

Wang Yong walked up, didn't look at it, and directly aimed the pistol at his head.

Everyone looked at Wang Yong with some expectation, wanting to see if Lin Qianyan had made the same choice as last time this time.

In the distance, Kunde had a happy smile on his face, staring at this side with wide eyes, and his expression was like watching a circus.

Wang Yong and Lin Qianyan are the two monkeys he captured, and everything must serve his fun.

Wang Yong's fingers touched the trigger, slowly pressed down, and exerted force on the trigger a little bit.

This process is an ordeal for the people involved, and it is also a torment for the onlookers.

They want to hear the sound of bullets exploding, but they are afraid of them exploding.

Because once that's the case, it means that the game is over, and there is no fun to watch.

These people suddenly became more nervous than Wang Yong, staring at Wang Yong's fingers nervously, and some even shouted: "Hurry up!

Wang Yong was unmoved, and continued his slow movements.

The finger pressed down little by little, and when enough force was applied, I saw that the trigger was completely pressed down, triggering the hammer.

Everyone's hearts instantly rose to their throats, and their eyes widened, for fear of missing the exciting scene.

Click!

I heard a crisp sound from the pistol, but no bullets were fired.

Lin Qianyan didn't make the same choice as last time, but moved the bullet away from the hammer position.

The onlookers sighed a little disappointed, and then looked at Wang Yong with great interest.

Because it was Wang Yong's turn to load the bullets. Will Wang Yong harm Lin Qianyan for his own life?

Wang Yong seemed to understand the thoughts of these people, so he didn't cover it up, and slowly loaded the bullet into it.

Then the index finger flicked lightly on the runner, and the runner slowly rotated, and finally stayed in the hammer position impartially.

Wang Yong was also shocked by this coincidence, but then he smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he agreed with this providence, clicked the chamber of the gun, threw the gun on the table, and left.

Seeing this scene, everyone's emotions were lifted at once.

Wang Yong was so protective of Lin Qianyan before, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't overcome the fear of death at the moment of life and death, and chose the Dead Dao Friend to Immortal Poor Dao.

What would Lin Qianyan think if she knew that Wang Yong had pressed the bullet on the hammer? Would she resent this man at the moment of death?

Everyone looked at Lin Qianyan with anticipation.

Lin Qianyan was very relaxed, she picked up the pistol, shook it slightly in her hand, and then glanced at Zhang Jie with slanted eyes.

This action also frightened Zhang Jie's body, and he subconsciously hid back.

"Don't play tricks! Last time, Wang Yong pleaded with you, this time it won't be so simple!" Zhang Jie pointed his gun at Lin Qianyan and threatened.

Lin Qianyan smiled disappreciatively, completely ignoring Zhang Jie's words.

She hooked her slender fingers around the pistol and played a trick before she grasped the handle and aimed the muzzle at her head.

There was no hesitation, nor was it as slow as Wang Yong, but a short and powerful direct pull of the trigger.

Everyone only felt that their hearts were pounding, and their heartbeat rate reached its peak with Lin Qianyan's action of pulling the trigger, as if they were about to jump out of their chests in the next moment.

Because they had already foreshadowed the picture that was about to happen, Lin Qianyan was shot in the head, and the beauty of the flowers could not withstand the danger of human nature.

Click!

After hearing this voice, everyone was stunned.

How is it possible? Obviously, Wang Yong turned the bullet to the hammer position, but why did it make the sound of an empty gun?

It's not scientific!

didn't die, Lin Qianyan defiantly pointed a middle finger at the onlookers, as if mocking these people for their low IQ.

And the onlookers immediately felt insulted. The reason is very simple, if you are watching a circus in the circus and suddenly you are played by a monkey, and it also stretches out its middle finger to despise you, can you not be angry?

It's just that because of the majesty of Kunde, everyone didn't dare to attack, so they could only continue to watch the game continue.

Lin Qianyan loaded the bullet, pressed it into the magazine, and left immediately.

The whole process was fast and stealthy, and no one could see where she had pressed the bullet in.

But now there are three bullets in the wheel, which means that Wang Yong has half the chance of being shot.

Wang Yong Shi Ran stepped forward, touched the gun, and continued to use the same old tricks, teasing the people around him with slow movements.

Seeing that his fingers were about to completely press down the trigger, he suddenly let go of his fingers.

The feeling of being at a moment's notice, hanging but not sending, made everyone depressed.

Kunde, in particular, was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. I thought I could watch a good play, but I was tricked by the actor.

But if you don't look at it, you can't resist the temptation in your heart. I had no choice but to endure the unhappiness of being teased and watch Wang Yong perform there.

After repeating it several times, Wang Yong finally pulled the trigger.

At this time, everyone had only one thought in their hearts, and that was to pray that this shot would be a bullet and blow up the braincase of this bastard.

It's a pity that it backfired. The sound of empty guns is still heard, the so-called good people do not live long, and the scourge will last for thousands of years. At this time, Wang Yong was the "scourge" in the hearts of Kunde and others.