My Wife Can't Be a Liar

"Yes, people will die, but Heroic Spirits won't die. I have calculated that even Ms. Medea, who has the worst physical body among Heroic Spirits, can perfectly withstand bullets and bullets. So you can rest assured , no one will be killed! So, let's start our game now!"

Following Meili's words, Saber removed the tray, revealing six bright silver revolvers and pistols.

Seven, six, five, four, three, two, every revolver and pistol has a different number of bullet holes.

The revolver is very brand new, with a silvery brilliance on it, and it looks very cold and threatening.

This was specially made for the Holy Grail War of the Seven.

In order to allow the seven people to have a fair chance to decide who the winner of the battle is.

"Come on, you guys get ready to shoot!"

Meili said to everyone.

Looking at her with a smile on her face, Cu Chulainn took the pistol from the tray with some puzzlement and aimed it at his temple.

"This thing, what can it measure? From my point of view, it all depends on luck!"

he asked Melly.

"Isn't luck the most important thing? Do you know? How many heroes in history have won by luck, and how many people have lost by luck? If you don't believe it, let me tell you Find a very lucky son of the plane to show you what is called the lucky victory method!"

Facing Cu Chulainn's question, Mei Li replied.

"Tsk, well, I agree with your answer!"

Hearing what Meili said, Cu Chulainn nodded to express his understanding.

Then, he lightly pulled the trigger.

"Then, I'll be the first to try!"

boom!

The bullets and bullets went straight through Cu Chulainn's brain.

After this shot was fired, the people present were suddenly silent.

"..."

"..."

"Meili, did you put all the bullets in and play?"

Medea complained to Meili.

And Mei Li also had a helpless expression on her face.

"Do you know? How much I want to see each of you servants tremblingly put the revolver and pistol on their heads, then jerk off tremblingly, and finally find that they are the lucky ones who escaped the bullets. I breathed a sigh of relief. I really want to see this kind of scene. But whoever let Cu Chulainn's luck is really bad. According to the script, the first one to shoot is usually fine. I didn't expect Cu Chulainn to break this rule. Ah~ It's really a big headache!"

"Ugh, this guy is so unlucky! Nag and Yebu, you two guys, remember, you must never use a long gun in the future!"

Seeing this, Shabu covered his mouth with his hands and complained.

"Well, we got it."

Nag and Jebu, who were standing next to Shabu at the moment, nodded at the same time.

On the side, Ilya and the others also nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Mei Li was the first to wake up from Cu Chulainn's bad fate, looked at him with compassionate eyes, and then said:

"Okay, okay, now our hostess will dispose of Mr. Cu Chulainn's 'corpse', and we will continue with the rest of the competition. Come on, let's change to a six-hole pistol."

"What do I do with this guy?"

Saber asked her teacher.

"You can do whatever you want, if he doesn't stand up later, you can eat it for dinner!"

Mei Li waved her hand and said.

And as soon as she said this, Cu Chulainn jumped up immediately.

"Stop! I'm fine, I'm fine!"

You can still live if you get hit by a pistol, but if you get eaten by a saber, you really can't live.

So, Cu Chulainn walked back with blood on his face.

Now, six into five starts.

"So, which of you will be the first to shoot yourself?"

Mellie smiled and raised her pistol.

Perhaps it was because Cu Chulainn's tragic "death" just now made everyone feel lingering fear. Looking at the revolver and pistol at this moment, no one wanted to be the first to go first.

But none of them were simple people. This hesitation only lasted for three seconds before Shabu twisted his waist and walked up.

With a charming face, she directly took the revolver and pistol from Meili.

"Hee hee, I believe that with the blessing of my child's father, I will be able to guarantee that nothing will happen."

Sabu teased Melly with a smiley tone.

Then, she aimed the revolver and pistol at her temple, and pulled it straight down.