Chapter Eighty-Four: Lack of Luck, Strength to Make Up

Chen Zun is not unfamiliar with the more common firearms. Although Chen Zun had never been in contact with him in his previous life, because before, Zhang Dongxiu took Chen Zun to try out his collection of firearms.

Therefore, Chen Zun is still quite skilled in shooting or something.

After taking the revolver, Chen Zun did not hesitate, raised his hand to his temple, and directly pulled the trigger.

There was no expected impact, just a "click" like the doctor just now.

Interesting!

Now that he has not been shot, there is only one vacant space left in the gun.

Handing the revolver to the doctor, Chen Zun looked at the doctor's face trembling with fear.

"Hey, it's your turn, haha, I'm afraid!"

After a long while, the doctor did not react, Chen Zun could only remind, and at the same time, motioned to him to take the revolver in his hand.

After Chen Zun's reminder, the doctor trembled and took the revolver from Chen Zun's hands with trembling hands.

Now, he can only bet that his next shot will be the last vacant spot.

This shot is also the one that determines the outcome of the shot.

If he is really lucky and hits the last bullet vacancy, then what is left for Chen Zun is 100% live ammunition. Therefore, in this game, the doctor wins!

Of course, the doctor knows such a simple theory, but at the same time, the probability of him being shot in this shot is also very high.

After taking the revolver, the doctor raised his hand and slowly aimed it at the back of his head.

The doctor had already made up his mind that even if he died, he would splash Chen Zun's blood and disgust Chen Zun.

Although, he didn't know, could the bullet directly penetrate his head?

"Ah~"

With a daring roar, the doctor pulled the shot, which would determine his fate.

……

I didn't have any pain, I didn't fall down, so I was right, I really didn't get shot!" ’

After pulling the trigger and thinking for a short time, the doctor came to this conclusion.

"Hahaha~ I won! I won! Chen Zun, I see how you die......"

The doctor danced excitedly, with tears in his eyes, and proudly handed the revolver into Chen Zun's hands. Then, getting carried away, he didn't forget to taunt Chen Zun.

But at this time, after Chen Zun took the revolver, he did not aim the gun at himself, but raised the gun to aim, the doctor who got carried away.

"Ugh!"

The doctor looked at the black muzzle of the gun aimed at him, and the mouth full of trash talk, and suddenly stopped in his throat.

Oops, I'm too complacent, I forgot to guard against this guy, and I'll pull myself to the end!

"Ah, kill someone, save me, kill ......"

Instead of sitting still, the doctor screamed in horror and ducked nearby, behind the executor.

But when he hid behind the executor and wanted the executor to shoot Chen Zun.

Turning his head to look at Chen Zun, he actually saw a scene that made him scratch his head.

I saw that Chen Zun was no longer aiming at others with a gun, but aimed it at his temple.

At the same time, he also showed a playful sneer at the doctor who was hiding behind the executor.

As if to be laughing, the doctor's courage is really small, and with a slight start, he ran away.

Seeing Chen Zun's expression, the doctor was angry, you are going to die, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me?

But the doctor thought about it again, in this case, Chen Zun didn't even break the net, did he really want to shoot himself with this death-defying shot?

Forget it, it's just a dead man, don't worry about him!

At this time, Chen Zun's side was already ready to pull the trigger.

Today is too much for Chen Zun. No matter what the game, rock-paper-scissors, guess odds and evens, Russian roulette, Chen Zun has never won a game.

And in the end, Chen Zun carefully designed his chances of winning a Russian roulette wheel that was twice as good as that of the doctor.

In this situation of Chen Zun's superiority, he still came to this point.

Today, it's either the doctor's kid who is favored by the goddess of luck, or Chen Zun himself, who is possessed by the god of decay!

But no matter what kind of god he is, in this kind of world without transcendence, Chen Zun is the real god.

Since you don't have enough luck, you can only use your own strength!

"Bang~Bang~Bang!"

Facing his temple, Chen Zun fired three shots in a row, draining all the bullets of the revolver.

Shooting at such a close distance, coupled with a very powerful revolver, Chen Zun still felt a slight tingling sensation in his temples.

It's exactly the same as the feeling of rubbing your temples when you do eye exercises.

"Ding Ding~"

Three flat bullets fell at Chen Zun's feet.

The doctor hid behind the executor, and when he heard the deafening gunshot, he was relieved, feeling that Chen Zun's monster was finally dead, and it was really not easy for him.

But after the gunshot, he saw Chen Zun, still standing firmly in place and not falling.

Not only that, Chen Zun can still move!

I saw Chen Zun casually throw away the revolver and walked straight towards him.

What do you mean? Why isn't he dead yet?

Could it be that the revolver is a fake prop pistol? Tricked again?

It shouldn't be! The touch and the sound of gunfire are exactly the same as the real thing.

Just as the doctor was thinking about what the situation was now, Chen Zun had slowly approached.

When Chen Zun approached, the doctor found that the staff in front of him had a momentary tremor in their bodies.

But before he could think carefully about why the staff were trembling, Chen Zun had already stood in front of him.

"You've won, you've got marbles!"

Chen Zun stretched out his hand to the doctor, and in the palm of his hand were Chen Zun's last remaining 5 marbles.

Although the doctor had too many questions in his heart at this time, when he saw the last 5 marbles, he involuntarily reached out and took the marbles.

After putting the last five marbles into his small cloth pocket, the doctor came back to his senses with satisfaction.

I want to question Chen Zun about the fake revolver.

But at this time, after handing over the marbles, Chen Zun did not stop and continued to walk behind the doctor.

The doctor couldn't react and was hit by Chen Zun and stumbled.

"Damn, what are you doing? Do you want to escape, you've already lost, get ready to eat guns! ”

was hit by Chen Zun, the doctor held back the words of questioning the fake gun, and roared angrily at Chen Zun.

At the same time, he also cast a plea for help to the executor beside him. The Executor, like the other squads in the vicinity, wanted to execute the man who had lost the marbles with a gun.

But at this time, the doctor heard Chen Zun, who had already walked out a few steps, say something that surprised him very much.

"No, now you're losing, number 111!"

Chen Zun turned his back to the doctor, and while speaking, he raised his small cloth bag above his head and shook it gently.

What!?

The doctor reacted instantly, and although he said that it was impossible, he still opened it just in case, and the small cloth bag with marbles that he had been holding in his hand wanted to confirm again.

But this look......