Lu Deshui laughed inexplicably, revealing two rows of yellowed teeth. He believed in his own level, and the death wheel could not be difficult for him.

As for this little brother, it is not necessarily, this revolver bet will definitely be lost by him. Lu Deshui threw the golden revolver to Zhang Fan and asked him to continue.

"Brother, it's your turn again!" Lu Deshui smiled proudly.

"Okay! Brother Lu! Zhang Fan also smiled slightly, without any worries. Youle is here, this time the death wheel bet, he will never die.

I just don't know how far this Lu Deshui can survive. Zhang Fan actually didn't have too much hostility towards Lu Deshui.

This time the death turntable is just a difference in their positions, and one person must die, and there is not much hatred.

Zhang Fan raised the golden revolver, aimed it at his head, and pulled the trigger. The moment the trigger was pulled, the click of the empty chamber resounded again.

Sure enough, as Zhang Fan expected, with the blessing of Lele's supernatural spirit, there was no danger at all.

"Brother, you go on!" Zhang Fan smiled and handed the revolver back to Lu Deshui. Seeing this, Lu Deshui was a little short of breath, and he was extremely shocked, he didn't expect that Zhang Fan would survive again this time.

How is this possible? This is completely out of science, no, it doesn't fit the definition of gambling at all. It's so fake.

Lu Deshui took the revolver with some trembling. first glanced at Zhang Fan, then looked at the revolver in his hand, slowly raised it, aimed it at his head, and pulled the trigger.

"Click" This time, there was another click, and the revolver did not fire again, and Lu Deshui finally managed to survive again.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed, and he understood now, this Lu Deshui must also have a powerful ghost like Lele who avoids evil and seeks fortune, helping him in the dark and avoiding the crisis of the death wheel.

Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for Lu Deshui to be fine so many times in a row.

"Congratulations, Brother Lu, you have survived again!" Zhang Fan smiled and waved his hand at Lu Deshui.

"Haha, it's just a fluke!" Lu Deshui smiled, touched his nose, and handed the revolver to Zhang Fan.

After Zhang Fan took it, he stared at the revolver in his hand for a while, raised his head to look at Lu Deshui and said, "Brother Lu, I feel that there is no point in us playing like this, why don't we change the way we play?" ”

"Oh?"|Hearing this, Lu Deshui was a little puzzled, and he didn't understand what Zhang Fan was talking about. "It's actually quite simple, that's ...... Let's not gamble again and again, each of us shoots ten shots in one breath to play!

It's so efficient and fast! Zhang Fan pretended to smile mysteriously and said what he thought in his heart.

As soon as these words came out, Lu Deshui was directly dumbfounded, and his breathing became extremely short.

"You...... Are you crazy?!! Lu Deshui's whole person was stunned in place as if he had been struck by lightning.

Good guy, no matter how lucky you are, you can't play like this, right? Ten shots in one straight shot?

It's no different from just sending you to death. I'm afraid that if it wasn't for the king of Hades, I would have to shake it on the spot.

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"No..... No way..... You ......" Lu Deshui hurriedly shook his head and refused, not wanting to go crazy with Zhang Fan.

If you really dare to play like this, even how many lives you have is not enough.

"Okay! Here I go! Zhang Fan didn't care whether Lu Deshui was willing or not, anyway, he started without saying a word.

Anyway, with Lele, he won't have any danger to his life at all. But this Lu Deshui can't say for sure.

Although I don't know what level of the fierce ghost he has, Zhang Fan slowly raised the revolver, pointed it to his head, and slowly pulled the trigger.

"Click!" The first pull of the trigger sounded with the sound of a hollow casing jamming inside the revolver.

"Click!" The second pull of the trigger is also empty-bore.

"Click!" The same is true for the third pull of the trigger.

"Click!"

"Click!" ...... Ten times in a row I pulled the trigger, but all of them were empty and jammed. Seeing this scene, Lu Deshui was so frightened that he was dumbfounded, his mouth was wide open, and he didn't know how to speak.

He didn't expect that Zhang Fan, this kid, really had the courage to shoot ten shots in one go, and each shot was jammed and couldn't be fired.

How is this possible? What kind of joke is this? Even if it's a dream, it shouldn't be so weird, right?

"Brother, don't worry, it's your turn now!" Zhang Fan smiled slightly, handed the revolver in his hand to Lu Deshui, and then stepped forward and patted him lightly on the shoulder, as if telling him that you are asking for more blessings.

Lu Deshui took the revolver with a blank expression, his heart was pounding, and cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead.

For some reason, he had a hunch that if he continued to play with Zhang Fan like this, he would definitely die in the end.

You can't play with him like this, or you're going to die. What to do? What to do? Lu Deshui's heart was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot.

That's right! How did I forget this! The rules of the game seem to say that the Wheel of Death game also has an upper limit of time, which is one hour.

As long as he insists on playing the Death Wheel for an hour, it can be regarded as a game clearance. Yes, just stick to it for an hour.

Thinking of this, Lu Deshui wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and his face showed surprise. I don't know how much time has passed, but I don't know how much time has passed, but I guess there is not much left, as long as I hold on a little longer, it will be completed.

Lu Deshui thought so in his heart, and then raised the revolver in his hand, pointed it at his head, and slowly pulled the trigger.

"Click!" The trigger was pulled down, and it was still empty and jammed. After Lu Deshui finished this shot, he hurriedly put his hand down, but he didn't dare to shoot ten shots in a row like Zhang Fan, a madman.

If you play this ten times and ten times, you will die 100 percent.

"Brother, I said ....." Lu Deshui swallowed his saliva and was about to return the revolver to Zhang Fan, but Zhang Fan waved his hand and refused, saying: "Brother, you are not righteous, I dare to shoot ten times in a row, how can I get to you, it won't work?" It's too cowardly, isn't it?! ”

"Okay, brother?!"

"As a man, you have to stand up to the sky, and a young man like me, what kind of heart do you want?" Zhang Fan sneered, shook his head and sneered.

"You ....." Lu Deshui was choked half to death by Zhang Fan when he heard this, and he almost didn't catch his breath.

Who can compare to you madman?

"Ahem! Brother, you don't know, brother, I'm old, and I can't compare with your young people, I really have more than enough heart and less strength! ”

"Brother, I am also old and young, you can spare me this time!" Lu Deshui cried with a sad face and begged Zhang Fan for mercy.

I said..... Brother, you're immoral! It's not good to play this set! Zhang Fancai didn't believe Lu Deshui's tricks, but continued to urge him to start quickly.

"If you delay, you'll be judged as stage fright in a moment!" Zhang Fan suddenly sounded something and said with a smile.

"You ......" Lu Deshui woke up suddenly when he heard this. Good guy, if Zhang Fan didn't remind him, he would have forgotten about it.

"Good boy, count you ruthless!" Taking a deep breath, Lu Deshui's face was extremely gloomy, he could understand that if he didn't shoot ten shots together according to Zhang Fan's request this time, I am afraid that this matter will not be over at all.

Thinking of this, Lu Deshui could only resign himself to raising the revolver in his hand again. This time, he hesitated slightly, but finally chose to pull the trigger.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!" ...... Counting the previous shot, Lu Deshui hardened his head and fired nine more shots in a row, which just made up for the total of ten shots.

After these ten shots, without exception, they were all empty and stuck, and not a single shot was fired.

"Sure enough!" Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's heart was completely firm in the idea just now. This Lu Deshui also has a powerful ghost who avoids evil and seeks blessings.

No matter how many shots were fired by the two of them, the result was the same, and the revolver would not go off.

"Dude, it's my turn again!" Zhang Fan snatched the revolver from Lu De's sailor, and without the slightest hesitation, he pulled the trigger on his head.

The same ten shots were fired in a row, but as before, they still didn't fire, and they were still empty. This time he pulled the trigger quickly, and it was over in less than five or six seconds.

Return the revolver to Lu Deshui and let him continue to start. Zhang Fan's eyelids jumped, and although he was very reluctant, he still took it.

He raised his revolver with trembling palms and began to pull the trigger on his head. At the same time as he pulled the trigger, the remaining survivors almost all ended the game and successfully survived.

When they saw Zhang Fan and Lu Deshui, who were still carrying out the death wheel, they were all shocked and full of disbelief.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't, even if this death wheel is played slowly, it can be over for fifteen minutes at most.

How do you look at the situation of these two people, it seems that they have been playing for most of the day, and they have never been able to distinguish the winner or loser.

"it!" There was a tall and thin young man who made a shocked sound, pointed at Zhang Fan and them, and shouted.

"How do they ..... How..... Playing so wild?! Shoot ten shots in a row without sounding? ”

"His uncle's! What shit luck is this?! "To be honest, this thin and tall young man was sour, and when he wanted him to play, he was almost scared to pee his pants, and now compared with Zhang Fan and their side, he is simply a younger brother.

"Their revolvers can't be broken, right?" Another survivor stood up, looking at Zhang Fan and they didn't shoot no matter what, he frowned, with suspicion, and asked in a low voice.