"Are you first or me first?"
The white man looked at Su Yan with a relaxed expression, as if playing this kind of game was a kind of enjoyment for him.
The people around were watching attentively, with the same voice constantly, this kind of death game completely attracted everyone, even the bodyguards couldn't help taking a peek.
"Last time the white people suffered, this time the white people must come first."
"Yes, let the white people come first."
"I just don't know if this kid wants to."
The voices of the people around him kept coming and going, and it was not too big of a problem at all, it would only make noise.
Su Yan looked at the white man and said, "I am the most annoying wasting time."
The white man shrugged and asked, "What do you mean?"
"It takes so much time for one person to shoot one shot, just go ahead."
"Simply?" A coldness flashed in the white man's eyes. "If you want, then I will put another bullet in it."
The white man opened the magazine of the revolver and filled it with a bullet. Now there are two in it.
"How about this?"
The white man looked at Su Yan with a greater smile on his face.
But who knows that Su Yan shook his head, which made the people around him a little discolored.
"Why, two bullets are not enough, how big is this guy going to play!"
"Yes, with two bullets, there are only four empty slots, and the chance of death has increased by more than a little bit."
"What the this kid is going to do, it always feels something is wrong."
The white man opened his mouth and shouted: "This is not a simple bullet. It is made of special materials. Even if the strong man in the early days of Taoism is hit, he will die!"
The white people thought that Su Yan was so fearless, and that it was an ordinary bullet, even if the mid laner would be fine.
"Of course I know."
Su Yan still didn't change his words, which made the white man's face show fierce meaning.
"Then add one more!"
With three bullets, there are only three positions left, which can almost stop people breathing.
The people around were no longer roaring, they all looked at Su Yan firmly.
"not enough!"
Su Yan continued, this made the look of the people around him changed drastically, and they didn't understand what he meant.
"This kid is so courageous, three are not enough!"
"It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!"
However, Yun and the others were looking at Su Yan. They knew that Su Yan was tough, so if they dared to do so, they were definitely not afraid of the bullet.
The white man clenched his fists and looked at Su Yan and said, "Are you here to play the game or to find the fault?!"
Su Yan showed a smile, completely disregarding the anger of the white man.
"What, are you persuaded?"
The white man was furious, and shouted directly: "I will counsel, shit!"
"That's good, I thought you were persuaded, that would be boring."
"How many bullets are you going to add!"
The white man asked Su Yan directly, his whole body and spiritual power were extremely violent, making the people around him involuntarily retreat.
"Five!"
Su Yan stretched out a palm and said lightly.
Everyone on the scene took a breath, five. What kind of concept is this? It's a rhythm of death.
"Only one space is left, is this man crazy!"
"I think he just wanted to die."
"Whoever shoots first now will have a five-sixth chance of death!"
Everyone can't calm down, although the death game must kill one person, what can be played is the heartbeat, this time, if you install five, then it is not a heartbeat, it is completely seeking death.
The white man's eyes were violent, his face showed hideous meaning, and he stared at Su Yan firmly.
"You are here to make trouble!"
"I'm not here to make trouble. If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it."
Su Yan was still indifferent, and the white man disagreed, so he could shoot directly. When he stood up, the white man's ending had already been decided.
"Five, then you shoot first?!"
Su Yan nodded unexpectedly, which stunned everyone around him.
"Is this kid really not afraid of death!"
"Watching is here to find death."
Without saying anything, the white man loaded the bullet directly, dazzled the clip, and threw the revolver to Su Yan.
"You shoot, if you don't hit, then I am dead!!"
Su Yan took the pistol, without hesitation, put the gun on his head, his face was extremely indifferent.
The people around climaxed and began to shout constantly.
"Shoot, shoot, shoot!"
Even the hotel bodyguard couldn't help but ran over at this moment, and screamed together.
Yun and the others looked at Su Yan with great interest. They somewhat understood what Su Yan meant. This is called treating his body by his own way.
Su Yan held the pistol and looked at the white man and said, "By the way, we haven't said the stake yet."
The white man's face became cold, and he said directly: "Stop shit, I bet everything."
"It's not worth it, I want all your women too."
The white man looked violent, but he nodded his head. Everyone was dead, and women still had a fart.
Su Yan pulled the trigger, and everyone around him held his breath, waiting for the result.
They didn't hear the bang, but they heard a click, which meant that Su Yan was not shot.
Everyone has an unbelievable look, and it can be encountered with such a low probability.
"This!"
"This person stepped on shit!"
On the other hand, the white man's complexion has changed at this moment, cold sweat on his forehead keeps coming out, and his whole body is already shaking.
He knew that he had lost, it was his turn, and he would be shot as a result, he was completely defeated.
But he was not reconciled, and he managed to hold the beauty and win all the black people's fortune, but it was all at a loss.
Su Yan put the gun down, kept spinning in his hand, then threw it to the white man, with the same smile on his face.
"It's your turn."
The white man did not catch the gun and let the gun fall to the ground, his face was already pale.
The people around were unhappy at the moment, they were all booing, and some even looked down upon the whites.
"Why, are you persuaded?!"
If the white man could speak now, he would definitely curse this person, Mad, this is still not counseling, he will face death directly.
He wanted to escape. This was an idea that suddenly flashed through the mind of the white man, and then he acted.
The white man ran towards the door of the bar, so fast that everyone around him was completely unexpected.
But when he ran a few steps, he found that he couldn't move forward and could only run on the spot.
The white man was shocked. He knew that he was definitely controlled by someone and could not escape.
Su Yan walked to the white man's side and looked at him coldly. At this moment, there was killing intent in his eyes.
"Why, want to escape?"
When the white man saw Su Yan, his temper was completely lost and he was completely persuaded.
"It's not okay to escape, you must be willing to bet."
Su Yan spoke again and pointed the pistol at the white man's head.
