Seeing that neither of them spoke, and was staring at each other, Brandi nodded, holding down the hand of the toy revolver and turning it hard.

The pistol grunted around the table a few times, then slowly stopped, and the large muzzle was aimed in Dwight's direction.

Edgar breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

"Dwight, hold on.

"We're not going to lose, come on."

Although the people of the Beta Brotherhood were flustered, they still cheered him on.

Dwight's eyelashes twitched, and he picked up the green toy revolver and raised his arm to signal the man behind him to be quiet.

"Edgar, I don't think you have the guts to play this game with me, I allow you to change to a younger brother."

Unexpectedly, Dwight was still playing psychological warfare with himself at this time, and Edgar grinned:

"Trust me, I won't miss the moment when you all over that thing, and it will make me very happy for the next few years."

Dwight gave him a middle finger and raised the thick muzzle of the revolver with his mouth directly on it.

"Come on, it'll be fine."

"Stuff it in."

The Brotherhood of Beta stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

His chest rose and fell sharply, his eyes closed fiercely, and his index finger jerked the trigger.

"Click."

With a crisp thud, Dwight's heart skipped a beat.

"Yay."

"Great, we're fine."

When the Beta Brotherhood crowd saw that Dwight was fine, they instantly cheered, and at the same time shouted at Edgar:

"Come on, it's your turn."

Dwight slowly pulled the muzzle of the gun out of his mouth, wiped the sweat from his head, and put the toy revolver back on the table with a trembling hand.

After he relented, he laughed, "It's your turn, Edgar, mom mess with Fark." ”

Edgar saw that the bullet hadn't exploded in Dwight's mouth, and he was annoyed and panicked.

He gritted his teeth and slapped the table:

"Come on."

"Well done, Edgar, put that damn muzzle in your mouth."

The man in the light blue cultural shirt standing behind him also clenched his fists and shouted.

It was Edgar who entered the battle, but the outcome of the victory or defeat was at stake for the entire brotherhood, and everyone looked at him nervously.

Brandi picked up the toy pistol, turned the nest again, and handed the pistol over.

Edgar quickly took the pistol and bit the muzzle.

"Ahh

He roared and pulled the trigger.

There was another crunch, and Edgar was equally unharmed.

Excitedly, he dropped his pistol, jumped up from his chair, and hugged the man behind him.

At this time, the people of the Beta Brotherhood became silent, and everyone looked at the table with trepidation, on which a toy revolver lay silently.

Dwight bit his cheek, and he jerked his head up and looked at Brandy, "One more." ”

"What did you say?"

Brandi couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Dwight's breathing intensified, sweat dripping from his hair: "I said, one more bullet." ”

"Shet, don't do this, it's too risky."

The explosive-headed man hurriedly put his arms around his shoulders and tried to dissuade him.

The people of the Beta Brotherhood also stepped forward to persuade that six bullet slots and three capsule bullets were put in, which was undoubtedly death.

Dwight made up his mind, and he sneered at Edgar and said:

"It's a game of bravery, and I'm proposing to add another one to it, unless Edgar doesn't dare."

Edgar was frightened by his fierce eyes, and then thought about it, plus it was Dwight who shot first, and the advantage was him.

So he also showed his white teeth and shouted at Brandy:

"I agree, plus."

Seeing the intensity of the game increase, everyone on the scene held their breath.

Seeing that both participants agreed, Brandi shrugged her shoulders and pulled out a chunky bullet from the box next to her.

She slipped the third bullet in and spun the nest of bullets.

Brandy grabbed the barrel and handed the handle to Dwight:

"Come on."

Dwight glanced at Brandi, then took the pistol, and he looked at the muzzle of the black hole, sweating profusely.

"Smack."

Brandi saw his hesitation and slapped him: "What are you hesitating about, pull that damn trigger." ”

Dwight was slapped in the face, anger swelling up, and adrenaline racing.

He gripped the handle of the gun tightly and shoved the muzzle into his mouth, but his arm trembled uncontrollably.

"Pull the trigger, don't hesitate."

The people of the Beta Brotherhood also let it go, and the explosive head standing next to Dwight was even more excited to directly pop the beer can in his hand.

When Edgar saw Dwight like this, he kept banging on the table to put psychological pressure on him.

Brandi slapped twice in a row and slapped it over:

"This is what you asked, do you want to be a?"

"Fake...

"Ahhh

Dwight gritted the muzzle of the gun and roared, his forehead burst, and he pulled the trigger hard.

With a crisp sound, the people of the Beta Brotherhood instantly boiled, and Dwight almost collapsed to the ground.

Seeing him escape again, Edgar's heart beat faster than he did.

Thinking of the three bullets in the nest, his legs trembled, and his gaze wandered uncontrollably.

Noticing that Brandi picked up the pistol and began to spin the bullet nest, his mouth began to tremble.

"It's going to be fine."

"Believe in yourself."

When the nerd fraternity saw him like this, they stepped forward to encourage him.

Edgar also kept reassuring himself at this time, he didn't believe that his luck would be worse than Dwight's.

He gritted his teeth and took the pistol, and from far away, Ethan could hear him breathing like a bellows.

Dwight also followed his example, and kept slapping the table and roaring:

"Shoot, shoot."

The Brotherhood of Beta also followed suit, shouting, "Shoot... ”

Brandi also slapped Edgar hard at this time, causing his adrenaline to explode.

Edgar's head was dizzy from the noise and his eyes blinked, and he pulled the trigger in a panic.

"Bang."

There was a muffled sound.

The scene was as silent as death.

Ethan reacted quickly, grabbed Poppy and jerked back.

Edgar was stunned for a second, then let out a grunt, and white slimy liquid erupted from his mouth and nose.

He turned into a fountain, and he sprayed slime everywhere.

The smell of fish was overwhelming, and everyone around them screamed, and their bodies were stained with stars.

Even the people of the Beta Brotherhood didn't bother to celebrate, and ran in all directions, as if the scene had been attacked by some kind of biological attack.

Everyone was far away from the sky, and even Thunder Winston no longer jumped away like a rabbit like an old man in his sixties.

The degree of agility has amazed many young people.

He announced the result of the match from afar: "In the fourth round, the Beta Brotherhood wins. ”

(End of chapter)