The short-haired woman swallowed a bullet and drank from it, the bullet piercing her skull, and red blood mixed with her brain spilled all over the table. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She collapsed on the table, and even the wall behind her was stained a large shade of red.

The atmosphere in the room was quite silent, and everyone confirmed from the dead 050 the fact that a bullet from a revolver was certain to die.

Snow Man's cold and calm voice sounded: "Due to the death of No. 050, the first round of the game is over, please redraw lots to start the second round of the game." ”

As Table 2 sank into the ground with the dead 050, the remaining five people left their seats and headed for a small table with bamboo sticks.

The five people draw bamboo sticks in turn. A new round of order has been decided.

[Table 1: No. 004, taekwondo master Xu Qian. 】

[Table 2: No. 030, sitting unkempt man in school uniform. 】

[Table 3: No. 071, a young and beautiful girl with a ponytail. 】

[Table 4: No. 093, bald monk male. 】

[Table 5: No. 088, white-collar woman in gray uniform. 】

Xue Nan sat down at the position of the five people, and said, "Please go to the front desk 004 to get the revolver and start the game!" ”

In the center of the hall there was a glass cover, and naturally there was only one revolver in it, and the pistol in the glass cover was slightly different from the previous style, so there should be no difference in the power of the bullets.

Xu Qian clenched the cold revolver in her hand, returned to her seat and sat down, and the remaining five people also sat down according to the new order.

Originally, the position of Table 2 was vacant, and the blood stains on the floor and walls were clearly visible, and the five people deliberately avoided this horrific scene.

Xu Qian raised her revolver and quickly approached her temple, quickly pressing the trigger without hesitation or hesitation.

"Click!"

Maybe it was Xu Qian's decision that brought good results, or it was just pure luck, in short, Xu Qian was safe for the time being.

This time, the bullets that did not shoot from the pistol left Xu Qian in the present world, and also added a little worry to the rest of the people.

[To confirm that No. 004 has completed firing, please hand over the revolver to No. 030.] 】

Xu Qian got up and crossed the blood-stained ground and handed the pistol to the unkempt man in the school uniform. After that, she turned her back to the original table 2 and returned to her seat.

This time it was the man's turn to be distressed, and he tried to look straight ahead, but from time to time his eyes glanced into the open space of table 2.

The man in the school uniform is far less resolute than Xu Qian, and he is not as crazy as the maroon short-haired woman, but he is a little hesitant and unpredictable.

Xue Nan's urging didn't give him much time to hesitate. He raised and lowered the revolver, and after much deliberation, decided to use the only chance.

"Snow ...... Yukio, I'm going to use the chance to spin the chamber. The man in the school uniform whispered.

Xue Nan nodded: "Roger, please rotate the chamber at will, and then start shooting." ”

The man in the school uniform rotated the chamber of the gun several times, sometimes clockwise, and then counterclockwise. After debugging for more than ten minutes, I don't know if I want to adjust my mentality by this, or if I have discovered some secret of the bullet chamber.

In the end, he couldn't withstand Yukio's repeated urgings, and finally aimed the revolver at his head and pulled the trigger.

"Click!"

The luck of the boy in the school uniform is not bad, and after adjusting the chamber many times, he is still unharmed.

[Confirm that No. 030 has completed firing, please hand over the revolver to No. 071.] 】

The man in the school uniform took a relatively wide stride, picked up the body of the revolver with his thumb and forefinger, and threw it onto table No. 3.

The ponytailed girl lay on the table and shook her head, oblivious to the revolver in front of her, scratching her scalp with both hands and looking distressed.

She sat up after a few minutes of distress, picked up her revolver with tears in her eyes, and shouted: "Ah, mother, bless your daughter!" ”

"Click!"

The ponytailed girl's prayers seemed to have an effect, and she also swam around the Ghost Gate Pass and returned to the human world.

[Confirm that No. 071 has completed firing, please hand over the revolver to No. 093.] 】

"Thank you, Mom, thank you." The ponytailed girl muttered to herself, handing the pistol to the monk.

The monk took the pistol and began to recite the unknown scriptures, and also raised the pistol at the urging of Yukio.

"Amitabha, good, good. Buddha, Buddha, please bless me safe! The monk said something, and then he pulled the trigger.

"Click!"

[Confirm that No. 093 has completed firing, please hand over the revolver to No. 088.] 】

The monk's prayer once again saved him from danger, and he knelt down in the open space and thanked the Buddha for his favor.

The white-collar woman took the revolver from the monk, and she returned to her seat, also wondering whether to use the only right.

While it may be an inconsequential psychological comfort to rotate the chamber, it is a probable way to avoid bullets.

The man in the school uniform took the revolver from the hand of the monk who worshiped God's grace, and he laughed at the monk's ignorance as he went to his seat.

The boy in the school uniform sits upright in his position and adjusts his sitting position. His brow furrowed and his eyes wandered, as if he was thinking about something.

After a dozen seconds, he shook his head, as if he had given up thinking. He then raised his gun and fired it at his own head.

"Click!"

[To confirm that No. 030 has completed shooting, please hand over the revolver to No. 004.] 】

The man in the school uniform got up slowly, walked slowly towards Xu Qian's position, and coldly dropped the revolver on her seat.

Xu Qian just took the pistol, didn't say anything, and let the boy in the school uniform leave alone. She sat quietly, looking at her revolver, not intending to shoot for a moment.

After a few minutes of silence, she raised her revolver and aimed it at her forehead before Yukio could urge her.

What should I do now, should I shoot immediately now or choose to rotate the chamber?

Whether it's a rotating chamber or a direct shot, the risks are almost the same, so don't waste this precious opportunity.

At the moment, it seems that there is only one gamble!

Xu Qian didn't have much time to sort out her thoughts, and after more than ten seconds, she immediately made a decision.

"Click!"

[To confirm that No. 004 has completed shooting, please hand over the revolver to No. 088.] 】

Some crazy uniformed women picked up their revolvers, and there was another burst of maniacal laughter, and her laughter grew louder and smaller.

Her laughter stopped, and another mysterious smile appeared, and her appearance no longer looked normal.

The uniformed woman kept her mysterious and inscrutable smile and raised her revolver to her head.

"Click!"

[To confirm that No. 088 has completed firing, please hand over the revolver to No. 093.] 】

The uniformed woman did not stop, she stopped smiling, calmly as if she was not afraid of death, and pulled the trigger again.

"Click!"