Chapter 11: The Second Round
"Don't be so angry, it's just a joke with you, why bother making such a hateful expression. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info" The crow finally held back his laughter and put the pistol back in the middle of the table, "Gambling on life is such an exciting thing, it will make everyone's heart hang all the time, which is very bad for the body." So, making a joke and adjusting your mood is good for your physical and mental health. And, you think, if you're too nervous, your heart beats harder, your blood vessels constrict, and blood rushes to your head. This is very bad, when your head bursts open, there will be a lot more blood spurted than usual, and such a large piece will be splashed on the table on the ground, and then the bar will have to be cleaned up, causing people a lot of trouble, and people will inevitably scold you behind your back. Therefore, I will help you regulate your emotions, all for your own good. β
"X, you xx shut up. Grayback stood up, grabbed a pistol and pointed it to the crow's eye and said angrily, "Now it's my turn, you're the one who will be shot in the head and sprayed all over the ground." β
"Wow, really?" the crow shrugged casually, as if he didn't know that the weapon in front of him was lethal enough, and peeked into the barrel with his eyes wide open, pouting and said, "It seems that the gun oil was not cleaned enough during this maintenance, and it will be wiped again when I have time in the evening." β
"You don't have a chance. Grayback pressed his finger on the trigger, and his nose fluttered and he said loudly, "You're going to die soon, and you can't wait for night." β
"That's great, I've been waiting for this day for a long time. The crow smiled brightly, looked at the gray back expectantly and said, "I really hope you can make a promise, but unfortunately, it seems that you don't have the ability." Also, to tell you one thing, it's actually already night, so you say I can't wait for the night, that's impossible. β
Even if he was pointed at the eye by a gun for the second time, the crow still looked leisurely, with his hands and ten fingers crossed under his chin, not only calmer than Grayback, but even the dozens of onlookers were not as calm as Crow, at least they would hold their breath because Grayback's fingers were on the trigger, at least they still had a sense of expectation in their hearts.
"Are you nervous, are you looking forward to it, are you afraid? Hehehehehe, man, human feelings are quite wonderful, so many feelings can be blended together. The crow sat motionless, just as this hanging state would not bring him psychological pressure, and did not urge Grayback to shoot quickly, but chatted with Grayback very patiently, "Actually, in another algorithm, the two of us, each of us has three chances to kill the opponent, just now one person has consumed once, and now, each person has two more chances." Are you sure you're mentally ready to shoot now?hehe, once you pull the trigger and the gun doesn't go off, you know what that means, hehehehe, it means you only have one chance left to kill me, and I, tsk, have twice as many chances as yours. β
Grayback's face was pale, and his back was already soaked with sweat, in fact, the crow's words accurately said his heart now. Knowing that this shot would have a twenty-five percent chance of killing his opponent and accomplishing what he wanted to do the most now, however, at the thought of the consequences of not being able to shoot the bullet this time, the sensitive trigger became extremely heavy for him, so much so that his index finger was almost exhausted and he could not pull the trigger.
"Alas, it's really mud that can't hold up the wall, it is said that you should be a gambling master, do you usually play cards like this?" The crow sighed and said pityingly, "No wonder people like you can only be face-to-face, with this kind of psychological quality, you still expect the blood gun to treat you as a normal man? hehe, even you yourself don't think of yourself as a real man, who else will look up to you." β
"You don't have to stimulate me, the agitation method doesn't work for me. "Now that I'm in the driver's seat, I know you're talking to hide your nervousness." β
"Hehehehe, is that really the case?" the crow squinted and smiled, "How did you get from my ......"
"Click. The sound of the firing pin hitting the air made Grayback's expression freeze instantly.
β...... Do you see that I'm nervous?" The sudden pull of the trigger didn't even give the crow any signs of interruption in his words, knowing that he finished his words slowly, the crow sighed regretfully, and took the pistol from the grayback hand who pointed the gun at the crow's eyes but froze in place, and even forgot to put the gun down, shook his head and said, "Can't you be a little creative when you pick up people's teeth?
"Actually, it's not impossible to imitate, but, at least you don't even imitate the results, I put an empty gun, do you have to follow and learn to release an empty gun?"
"Look, look, it's hard now, the initiative is in my hands again, and my chances of killing you are twice as good as you, no matter how you think about it, it's hopeless. β
"Why don't we stop here and stop the game?" the crow suddenly laughed, pointing to the gray back and laughing, "Your pupils are dilated, hahaha, you really have expectations for my proposal, hahahaha, it's so cute, do you really think I'll agree?"
"Don't be naΓ―ve, man, no one can interrupt this gamble, even if the blood gun comes in person, in front of the rules of the chaotic city, you can only watch me shoot you to death, hehehehe, believe me, no one can save you. β
"A one-third chance, hehe, it's already a high mortality rate, how about it, I'm afraid. The crow licked his lips again, his eyes were crazy and excited, and he said with anticipation, "You know, what I like to see the most is that a person is obviously full of expectations for life, but he has to meet the unwillingness and regret of death, that's right, it's your expression now, hehehe, it's really intoxicating, it's so delicious." β
"A third is not high. Grayback was nervous and even his voice changed a little, "As long as I survive this round, next time you should face a one-in-half chance of death, don't look at your composure now, I guess you won't be able to cry when the time comes." β
"Hehehehe, yes, yes, very long-term. The crow held the gun, suddenly leaned forward, leaned in front of the gray back, and said in a cold voice, "But you can take a longer view, what if, the next round of your shooting is still empty?
The muscles on Grayback's face twitched, and under the strong psychological pressure, he couldn't even speak.
"Say goodbye to your good life now, this world will never belong to you again. Hehehehehe, goodbye, brother. The crow stared back to Gray without blinking, and his fingers pulled the trigger slowly but evenly.
"Click. β