Chapter 289 Russian Roulette

"I'm convinced!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Song Tianque was convinced, a blind man as big as Du Zhenren was sitting there, he didn't even see it!

What he didn't see was that Du Zhenren raised an ear newspaper spirit boy, which was more upscale and mysterious than the three little ghosts he raised.

All the actions of his three little ghosts were under the gaze of Du Zhenren Spirit Child, but his three little ghosts were not aware of the ear report spirit boy at all!

That's the gap!

Song Tianque's game was not lost in the hands of Zhao Yan, but in the hands of this ear newspaper spirit boy.

His three imps, although they stole the ace of spades, but Du Zhenren's ear spirit boy had unknowingly stolen the ace of spades and replaced it with a square 3!

Song Tianque was convinced, and Zhao Yan also laughed and said, "Du Zhenren, I was also deceived by you so hard, I didn't expect you to be a blind man, saying that you are still so colorful, and you have won so much money, which is enough for you to soak a lot of girls!" ”

Saying that, Zhao Yan handed this Swiss bank promissory note to Du Zhenren, which was originally Du Zhenren's win!

Du Zhenren was also in a good mood, took the promissory note and said, "There are 100 million US dollars, just enough for me to buy the remaining few medicinal materials, and I can refine Zhuji Dan when I go back!" ”

"Then I wish you success in advance!" Zhao Yan opened his mouth again and asked, "Bunny girl, why don't you open champagne?" ”

Song Tian was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and Luo Lie, who was standing beside him, also spoke, "Master Song, if you don't gamble, let's just do it, I don't believe that he is not afraid of my gun!" ”

Song Tianque's face was gloomy, today he originally wanted to show his skills in front of his subordinates, play Zhao Yan, win Zhao Yan, and then take Zhao Yan down, and grab Zhao Yan's storage magic weapon.

But unexpectedly, his abacus failed, stealing chickens and rice did not make a loss, but instead lost the 100 million US dollars of his teacher Black Dragon King to Zhao Yan.

"No!" Song Tianque rejected Luo Lie, and said again, "I said that I had three bets, and this is the first one!" ”

After speaking, he adjusted his emotions and said, "$100 million is nothing, for a superpower like us, it just takes a little time to earn this money!" ”

After speaking, he pointed at Zhao Yan again, "I said before that I would bet three games, even if I lost the first game, now we will bet on the second game!" ”

Zhao Yan won a game, his confidence increased greatly, he opened his hands proudly, and said, "Okay, come on!" ”

Song Tianque raised his hand this time, took out a silver glittering revolver, and said with a cruel smile on his face, "Bet money in the first game, gamble your life in the second game, do you dare to bet?" ”

As he spoke, he pressed his fingers on the opening and closing of the revolver, opened the pistol, and poured out all the bullets in the revolver, and then poured out the bullets in the chamber.

After signaling that there were no bullets in the whole gun, Song Tianque took out a yellow bullet, put it into the gun's roulette, rotated the roulette wheel at will, clicked, and closed the gun.

"What should I be, Russian roulette!" Zhao Yan nodded, understanding what Song Tianque meant.

Obviously, Song Tianque had already lost urgently, so he gambled his life directly!

This revolver has only one bullet, and whoever hits it is unlucky, and this kind of gambling is more direct, whether it is a little ghost raised by Song Tian or an ear newspaper spirit boy raised by Du Zhenren, he can't be a ghost in it!

"Fair this time, right?" Song Tianque smiled cruelly on his face, picked up the revolver and put it on his temple, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Smack!"

With a very crisp sound, the firing pin hit a void!

A smile appeared on Song Tianque's face again, and he slid the revolver from one end of the table to Zhao Yan at the other end of the table, "It's your turn!" ”

Song Tianque originally thought that Zhao Yan would hesitate, but what he didn't expect, Zhao Yan picked up the pistol, didn't think about it at all, aimed directly at his temple, and pulled the trigger violently.

"Smack!"

It was also a crisp sound, and there were no bullets in this shot.

Zhao Yan smiled slightly, threw the revolver in his hand back to Song Tianque, "It's your turn again!" ”

This time, Song Tianque was a little nervous, as the left wheel rotated one by one, the danger became bigger and bigger, his fingers were pressed on the trigger, as if it took a lot of strength, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and slashed down!

"Smack!"

There was another empty sound, and Song Tianque, who was nervous, suddenly laughed, "It seems that God doesn't want to accept me, Zhao Yan, it's your turn again!" ”

As he spoke, he threw the revolver back, the danger at this time was already very great, the bullet was not in this shot, it was in the next shot!

However, Zhao Yan still had a relaxed expression on his face, took the gun, put it on his temple without hesitation, and then pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

This time the gunshots rang out, the loud gunshots, accompanied by the smoke of gunpowder, and several gamblers and bunny girls who had been brought to the hall all let out a scream and squatted on the ground!

Hearing this gunshot, Song Tianque, who was sitting opposite, had a cruel smile on his face, and the militants on his side also sneered.

And Du Zhenren, who was sitting on this side, was shocked by the gunshot, his face was frightened, and his eyes looked at Zhao Yan again.

However, Zhao Yan, who was shot in the temple, did not have a scene of blood bursting out of his brain.

Zhao Yan was still sitting there, calm, threw the pistol on the table, touched his temple and said, "If you want to kill me, the power seems to be a little insufficient." ”

"What?" This time, everyone in the hall was dumbfounded, they had never seen anyone shoot themselves in the temple at such a close distance, and they didn't even think anything happened.

Du Zhenren stretched out his hand and touched Zhao Yan's temple and said, "My God, how do you practice this exercise?" 13 Taibao horizontal training is not so strong, the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, can reach this level, but can practice the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt to the temples, then there is no one! ”

"Do you have a bell hood iron cloth shirt?" Song Tianque's face turned pale suddenly, and Luo Lie, who was beside him, was even more speechless.

Originally, he had been saying that no matter how high his martial arts were, he was afraid of bullets, but now he knew that the real strong are not afraid of bullets!

A shot hit the temple, and everyone died, but Zhao Yan was still alive, and even the bullet didn't hit the barrel, directly bursting the front end of the barrel of this revolver!

Zhao Yan looked at the shocked crowd, but he didn't take it seriously, threw the damaged revolver on the table, and said, "It seems that this second game is considered my loss!" One of us wins one game, what does Song Tian bet on the third game? ”

Song Tianque's face was gloomy, and he said word by word, "Everyone retreat, leave the hall to me and Zhao Yan, I want to bet with him for the third time!" ”

(End of chapter)