The first shot, the empty gun.

Huo Qiu didn't give up, and turned another shot, against Qi Xingyan, Qi Xingyan raised his eyebrows, and greeted lightly: "This second shot, I bet on it or an empty gun, do you believe it?" ”

What he said was arrogant enough, but only Yi Zhantong knew that as special forces, they heard the faint sound of the rotation of the revolver and the live ammunition very clearly, and their discernment was much stronger than that of ordinary trained killers.

What's more, she moved slightly when she checked the revolver......

Sure enough, the second shot was still empty.

The people around Huo Qiu pressed Qi Xingyan again.

This man is not simple!

Can you listen to empty guns and real guns so really?

This kind of posture is admirable, you know, Russian roulette, gambling on their own lives!

It was Qi Xingyan's turn to roll the dice, he threw it on the table casually, as long as a 4 came out this time, there was no doubt that Huo Qiu would end this bet with death.

But if it is three, Huo Qiu is not dead, there is no doubt that he will be the one who dies.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring at the numbers on the dice, he turned slower and slower, slower and slower, like a girl dancing on a music box, just spinning, people could feel the oppression and fear brought by blood and death, their hearts were in their throats, and they were inexplicably nervous with Huo Qiu.

The dice finally set, as he expected, "4".

Needless to say, Qi Xingyan won, Yi Zhantong took all the chips in the past, and quickly went over to exchange them for cash.

Qi Xingyan glanced at it, lightly picked up the gun, his narrow black eyes strolled intently at the appearance of the gun, and the corners of his lips hooked, and suddenly pressed against Huo Qiu's head. As soon as the cold gun touched his skin, Huo Qiu was like a frightened bird, his face was hideous, and he stepped back, "Brother, let's talk about it, okay?" ”

"Nope."

Qi Xingyan was stubborn, and his eyebrows were cold.

The man's posture is long, the man holding the gun is very domineering, and there is a faint awe-inspiring meaning between his eyebrows.

There was a rare silence in the air, as if death had descended, depressing, dull, faint, and with a touch of cruel blood.

"Come on, take him down!"

Huo Qiu was a scoundrel, and the eight security guards instantly drew their guns and aimed them at the two of them.

"Boss Huo, you don't want to live anymore, do you?"

Yi Zhantong gently hooked her lips, and her casual tone revealed a bit of terrifying taste, like a knife on her neck, she moved her wrist, and her bones made a slight noise.

"Boss Huo, if you kill "Black Jack", be careful that the flower soul will chase you to the ends of the earth. What's more, she is on the scene! ”

When a visitor wanted to leave, he couldn't leave, and said anxiously.

The people around him echoed it again and again.

As soon as the words fell, a chip came quickly, and with a trace of blood, it directly bent Huo Qiu's knee, he stumbled, and Qi Xingyan took advantage of the situation to shoot it.

Empty guns!

But the people around him were scared enough, and Huo Qiu even sat directly on the ground, sweating profusely.

I don't know who saw the chip and kept pointing: "Flower soul, flower soul, flower soul is here!! ”

The bright red "1" written in blood on the chip is a special symbol of the flower soul.

She is the most arrogant killer on the road, she is not afraid of others coming to her door after the task, a bloodstained "1" is her signature, she is arrogant and domineering, and her means are clever, and her superiors have sent many people, but they have not caught her.

However, the flower soul only kills hateful and killable people, and what it asks for is only ill-gotten and illegal gains.