Lightly loaded with a bullet.

Then turn the wheel and close the gun.

"I'm curious about your feelings for that beauty, you know? I suddenly discovered a surprising thing these days, that is, she is actually your sister. The clown grinned, then added.

"It's a pity, it's not my own sister."

Looking at him like that, if he is really his own sister, maybe the clown will let him do something.

"So, I want to see how much you love your sister." The clown opened the curtain, and Zhao Ziying lay on the bed, hanging a drip.

It seemed that the recovery was good, and Shi Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come on, play with me, even if you haven't played the Russian turntable, you should know the rules." The clown threw the revolver to Shi Mo.

"You shoot, I shoot, of course, in view of your sister and brother's affection, you can also shoot at your sister, like this... It's kind of shooting yourself~" The clown grinned and laughed.

Ruthless enough.

Poisonous enough.

Zhao Ziying and Shi Mo thought.

"Ding"

There are no bullets.

Shi Mo threw the gun to the clown.

He didn't shoot Zhao Ziying, that couldn't be, if he really did that, even if Zhao Ziying didn't say anything, then there would be a rift between the two of them.

It's almost impossible to go back to the way it was.

So Zhao Ziying didn't say anything, not even looking at Shi Mo.

Because anything said in this way can be misunderstood.

People are selfish.

If she says to Shi Mo, come and beat me, I don't blame you, it's okay.

What would Shi Mo think in that case?

Even if Shi Mo really planned to shoot her, he would stop because of this sentence.

And the most terrifying thing is that if Shi Mo really listened to her words and shot, then what would she think?

If she was still alive in the end, what would she do with this brother?

So Zhao Ziying ignored it.

In such a situation, everything is wrong.

"Alright, it's my turn." The clown took the revolver and then, like a curious baby, looked at the muzzle with his eyes.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Ding~"

There were no bullets, and just when Shi Mo wanted to take the gun, the clown suddenly raised his head and smiled at him.

"I am the prince of crime in the kingdom of crime."

"Ding~"

Another shot without bullets.

Shi Mo's heart sank, what the clown wanted to do, Shi Mo could guess.

The clown pointed a gun at his head, still smiling, and spoke to Shi Mo.

"Chaos"

"Ding"

"I am an agent of chaos, I was born to bring chaos to the world." After the clown finished speaking, he grinned again.

"Ding"

Still no bullets.

There were only 6 rounds of this revolver.

Shi Mo fired one shot, and the clown fired four shots.

Five shots.

Shi Mo caught the pistol blankly, and his hand holding the gun began to tremble slowly.

And the jitter frequency is getting bigger and bigger.

"Don't, don't." Zhao Ziying struggled to get up, but she was tied to the bed.

Shi Mo looked at the smiling clown, hesitated, and didn't dare to point the gun at the clown after all.

It's too close.

The clown is nominally an ordinary person, but with a high IQ.

But he's really not an ordinary person.

He doesn't have any abilities, but he can fight.

His fighting ability is also weaker than Batman's.

But he is proficient in all kinds of weapons, and it is not a problem to pick up arms and fight Batman for hundreds of rounds, and the Joker's fighting skills are really not blown.

It's not that Shi Mo hasn't played games with the role of a clown.

Just one bullet at a time, you can't do anything about the clown.

"Smack"

The left wheel was thrown to the ground by Shi Mo.

Shi Mo spread his hands.

"Well, I lost."

Then Shi Mo looked at the clown, looking like he wanted to kill or chop whatever he wanted.

"Hahaha"

The clown was stunned for a moment, then began to laugh.

"It's so much fun!"

The clown didn't look at Shi Mo again, he walked towards the window.

The building had just been built, and it was empty, with nothing but load-bearing walls.

As far as the eye can see, you can see the sea and the pier outside.

The clown turned his head and glanced at Zhao Ziying.

"I remember you once asked me why I was doing this?"

Without waiting for Zhao Ziying to reply, the clown said to himself.

"Create a little commotion, break the original order, and then everything becomes chaotic, and I'm the representative of chaos, you know chaos?" The clown turned his head to look at Zhao Ziying and asked.

didn't wait for Zhao Ziying to speak.

"It can bring fairness!"

The clown finished and grinned.

"Hahahaha"

"Neuropathy." Zhao Ziying scolded.

The clown ignored Zhao Ziying and Shi Mo

The clown looked at the sea in the distance, and the two ships did not leave the dock of Donghai City very far.

"Look at it." The clown said softly

"Madness is like gravity, and all I do is a gentle push."