The main god of the girl was still calm, and even maintained an elegant smile.

"Mr. Huo, what do you mean by this?"

The man chuckled and leaned over to her.

"Girl, let's have a game too, how about it?"

As he spoke, his breath sprayed in Yan Yan's ears, like a lover's whisper.

But, at the same time.

Some of the men in black behind him also turned their guns around.

Obviously.

If Yan Yu refuses to play, I am afraid that the treatment will be no different from that of the Huo family's father and son.

"Okay."

However, the girl lord god was not a little surprised or incredulous, and went straight down.

Thereupon.

Two pairs of people stand opposite each other.

Huo Shenyan and Huo Jin took their guns separately and took the lead in starting.

First shot.

Huo Jin tensed his nerves and tried his best to raise the gun calmly, but he still trembled unconsciously.

Opposite him, Huo Yirong gritted his teeth, and his muscles twitched slightly.

Opposite.

Yan Yu and Huo Shenyan were both relaxed.

Looking at each other, there is even a lingering illusion.

The man looked at the girl, his thin lips slightly hooked, but said, "Guess how this gun is?" ”

The girl met his eyes, and there was something inexplicable in her smile.

"Empty guns."

"Smack-"

The answer rang out along with the sound of empty guns.

Really.

As she expected.

"Father." The man raised his eyebrows, but he was not surprised, and only shouted Huo Jin.

A bland word.

But it made Huo Jin tremble even more, and finally ......

He pressed the trigger.

Huo Jin, who broke free from the brink of death, was relieved, only to realize that his back was soaked in cold sweat.

He hurriedly shoved the gun into his son's hand.

I didn't notice the despair in Huo Yirong's eyes at all.

Second shot.

Death threat transfer.

Huo Yirong's palms were sweaty, and he couldn't raise his gun for a long time.

Yan Yu didn't even look at it, aimed directly at her temple, and instantly pulled the trigger.

"Smack-"

There was a crunch.

Yan Yan smiled calmly at Huo Shenyan and handed the gun back.

The man also took it with a low smile, and said to Huo Yirong: "Yirong, don't you start yet?" ”

The latter had to raise his gun and carefully buckle it.

Also empty guns.

At this moment, Huo Jin's face changed.

Then.

Third shot.

Fourth shot.

Fifth shot.

After several rounds in a row, as if blessed by the gods and Buddhas, there were empty guns on both sides.

But.

That's where all the luck ends.

Sixth shot.

That random bullet must be in it.

The pistol was transferred to Huo Yirong and Yan Wei again.

Huo Jin breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't want to admit it, but the feeling of being able to survive was indeed like going to heaven.

Even if...... It was at the cost of his son's life.

But this is all God's will, it is all Huo Shenyan's arrangement, and it has nothing to do with him, right?

Think of it this way.

He also seemed to be at ease.

But I didn't notice.

The young man on the opposite side looked at him with an unconcealed look of joy, and his eyes suddenly revealed a trace of hideousness.

The next second.

Huo Yirong shot ahead of that side for the first time.

It's just that...... The direction is not towards oneself.

"Bang-" A gunshot rang out.

Huo Jin's eyes widened in disbelief and he fell straight down.

Blood splattered from his temples.

The corners of his mouth still hold the arc of ecstasy that has not yet been retracted.

"Ahhh!!h

Huo Yirong, who shot at his father, continued to pull the trigger like crazy and shot at Yan Yan and the others.

Of course, there were no more bullets in the gun at all.

The man in black immediately swarmed up and instantly controlled him.

The girl looked at this scene with great interest, and stopped moving for a while.

But, that's the moment.

The man pressed suddenly, grabbed her hand, and forced the trigger -