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Chapter 1082 The pistol misfired

The master loaded the bullets and put the pistol in front of Ye Fan.

But what a coincidence.

This time, the first shot was where the bullet was.

Depend on!
No way?
so bad luck?
"Cough cough!"

Ye Fan coughed a few times.

"Xincheng, why don't you come and experience it?"

Meng Xincheng shook his head: "Hey! Boss, don't make fun of me. Although I am not afraid of death, I don't want to feel the pain."

"Didn't you see that the hearts of the first two people were blown out? If this hits my head, it will definitely be a paste."

"makes sense."

Meng Xincheng continued: "Besides, you must know the distribution of the bullets! That way I can rest assured."

But talk and talk.

He suddenly remembered something.

I go.

No way?
He widened his eyes: "Boss, the bullet won't be the first shot, right? You want me to carry it?"

Was picked on.

Ye Fan smiled awkwardly: "How is it possible? I just want you to experience it. Since you don't like it, then I'll come directly."

Everyone could see that he was a little unnatural, and urged them one after another.

"Don't waste time, shoot quickly."

"Haha, don't dare to open it this time? Do you want us to do it for you?"

But I can see Ye Fan is deflated.

Everyone ridiculed without sparing any effort.

In fact, Ye Fan's situation is quite embarrassing.

If Meng Xincheng didn't see through, he would be fine with just one shot.

But now he can't be the one who betrayed his brother.

How to do?
Ye Fan thought about lightning.

suddenly.

He thought of something.

Didn't you get a lucky star a few days ago?
I don't know if it works or not?
No matter, there is no retreat left or right, it is better to give it a go.

Thinking about it, Ye Fan secretly took out the talisman and patted it on himself.

"Hey, are you okay? Are you going to shoot or not?"

"What are you thinking about for a while, the sun is already setting."

Ye Fan shrugged: "It's not that I don't want to shoot, but that it's boring."

"Oh? You have a better idea?"

"Of course, after these few rounds, only Thomson died a few insignificant subordinates, which is really boring."

"So I think we should put a few more bullets to increase the difficulty of the game." Ye Fan suggested.

"Hmph, even if you shoot more, you have to wait until you finish firing the shot. Don't try to play tricks." John said coldly.

"No problem, take this gun as my gift to you."

"Crack!"

Ye Fan shot himself in the head.

He was ready to use the turtle dragon jade, but he didn't expect that the gun would fail!

I go.

Is there such an operation?
Haha, sure enough, I bet right.

"It's really shit luck, and I met a misfire."

"Come on, let's start over."

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Others don't know that the first one has a bullet, but he does.

After I fired this shot, no one would be injured in the next round.

Not only can't kill the enemy, but also let Meng Xincheng know that the first bullet has a bullet.

Better to just start over.

Ye Fan's idea can be described as scheming.

The master was very satisfied with his proposal. When he picked up the bullet, he pondered for a while and asked.

"Ye Taimei, since you suggested adding bullets, how many bullets do you want to add?"

Without hesitation, Ye Fan stretched out five fingers.

"Five!"

"What? Are you crazy? Don't take us with you even if you want to die."

"It was originally a one-sixth probability, but you insist on raising it to five-sixths?"

"No, no, no!"

Ye Fan ignored the excited crowd and shook his head lightly.

"You misunderstood. I didn't mean to put five bullets, but to add five bullets."

Quiet.

It was surprisingly quiet.

Not to mention the several forces participating in the game.

Even the old man was dumbfounded.

Add five bullets, isn't that six?

That means, for every shot fired, one person dies.

What game is this playing?
Just kill yourself and it's over.

"Fart! You should play this kind of death game by yourself."

"Brother, did something happen at home? Don't drag us if you want to die."

Meng Xincheng was also worried.

"Boss, what are you doing? Even if you are not afraid of bullets, you can't play like this."

"What if I get injured? You can't make fun of your life."

Ye Fan waved his hand: "Just play, you have to have fun."

"How is it? Master, do you dare to play?"

"Uh……"

The master didn't expect that he would be raped.

"Hehe, it's not me who died, what am I afraid of? Come on, just six bullets."

"Do the rest of you have any objections?"

Thomson sneered and said, "I don't, but Ye Taimei must come first."

"Me too." John said lightly.

Ivan shrugged: "As long as everyone can play, I can play too. Isn't that my little brother? I have everything."

"Okay, let's get started!"

Ye Fan took the pistol stuffed with six bullets and placed it on his temple.

Everyone's face was full of anticipation, and they all wanted to see the scene of his head being smashed.

But Ye Fan smiled silently.

Anyway, his Talisman can last for a long time.

He is not afraid at all.

"Crack!"

One shot down.

There was no bullet ejected from the muzzle of the gun.

Everyone was startled.

what's the situation?
Misfiring?
How can you misfire at such a critical moment?

"Master, there is something wrong with your gun."

Thomson was in a hurry.

He was the next one, Ye Fan was not shot.

Then only his people will die.

The master's expression froze.

Ye Taimei's luck is really amazing.

None of the six bullets killed him.

But shooting is the end of the game.

Impossible to do it again.

"It's his luck to misfire, you can misfire the gun if you have the ability."

"This……"

Thomson had no choice but to take the pistol silently.

According to the entourage behind him is a shot.

The next round begins.

Thomson was first again.

Obviously he was not as lucky as Ye Fan.

Another follower died.

John was next, with no change.

So is Ivan.

It was Ye Fan's turn again, and everyone was ready to go.

Looking forward to seeing him shot.

"I don't believe you can escape this time."

Ye Fan smiled slightly.

"Do you dare to take a gamble?"

"What are you gambling?"

"If it still misfires, you will eat all the bullets in the next round."

"This……"

Thomson hesitated.

Six bullets kill six people.

It's too cruel for them.

And if this goes on, they won't last a few rounds at all.

But he still didn't want to give up.

After all, misfiring is rare in a thousand years.

Appears once, it is impossible to appear a second time.

"What if you don't misfire?"

Ye Fan shrugged and said, "Then I'll fire six shots in a row, whether it's dumb or not."

Thomson gritted his teeth.

"Okay, I agree."

A blatant side bet was going on.

All eyes are on this.

No matter who wins or loses, it will take six bullets.

Even they couldn't defend against six bullets in a short period of time, and they might really die.

(End of this chapter)