"My friend." Han Haoxuan's face is already ugly to the extreme. Not to mention that today is his, Han Haoxuan's birthday party, his Han family's face is about to be completely lost today.
"You actually dare to use a gun in my Han family's territory, is this a provocation to our Han family?"
"Tsk tsk, actually, I really don't have such an idea." Qin Dynasty shrugged his shoulders, took out a cigarette with his left hand, put it in his mouth and lit it, and then said, "But if you say so, then so be it. I heard that you, young master Han Haoxuan, have always been very powerful, bullying people and taking women, just like the underground king of Zhongchuan city. "
"Since you know my strength, you still dare to come and provoke me?" Han Haoxuan stared at the man in front of him, he really wanted to directly see through Qin Dynasty's seemingly gentle appearance, to see what kind of idea is hidden inside.
"Your strength?" Qin Dynasty smiled, "Sorry, I really don't know what kind of strength you have. No matter how powerful you are, in front of me, you are nothing. "
With that, Qin Dynasty slowly raised his hand and pointed the muzzle at Han Haoxuan, "You say, right?"
Facing the black muzzle, Han Haoxuan's pupils constricted. But after all, he is the man who secretly manipulated Zhongchuan city, he only tensed for a moment, but his face quickly calmed down.
"If you kill me here, I can guarantee that you won't be able to walk out of Zhongchuan city alive."
"Look at what you're saying, no matter what, today is your young master Han's birthday, how can you mention these unpleasant things like fighting and killing."
Qin Dynasty didn't seem to be threatened by Han Haoxuan's words, and continued to say with a smile, "But since it's your birthday, I should prepare a gift. Dear young master Han, I am a boorish person, I don't know what kind of gift to prepare. How about this, I'll play a game with you, how about it? "
With that, Qin Dynasty put the gun in his hand on the table next to him, and then turned it, making the muzzle spin.
The people next to him were all scared, their faces pale as they quickly retreated, afraid that the gun would suddenly fire and hit them.
Han Haoxuan was a smart man. When he saw the revolver spinning on the table, he couldn't help but blurt out.
"Russian roulette?"
Some of the rich people present more or less knew about this famous gambling game.
"That's right, the Russian Roulette." Qin Dynasty swaggered into the chair and gestured to Han Haoxuan, "I wonder if Young Master Han has the guts to play with me?"
"Qin dynasty?"
Luo Qinglin was also shocked, she never thought that the Qin dynasty would actually cause such a ruckus. But Qin dynasty just waved his hand at her, signaling her to rest assured.
He must have his own ideas.
The longer she knew Qin Chao, the more she had a blind trust in this boy. It seemed that with him around, there was nothing to be afraid of even if the sky collapsed.
Luo Qinglin no longer spoke, and quietly stood behind Qin dynasty, like a well-behaved little wife.
Han Haoxuan rolled his eyes. This game was too risky.
What was his identity? He was the governor's son, the underground leader of Zhongchuan City!
To let him bet his life with this strange man, damn it, only a fool would agree.
"What, Young Master Han doesn't dare?" Qin dynasty's eyes were filled with mockery, and his voice carried a hint of disdain. "What? Is Young Master Han afraid that today's birthday party will suddenly turn into a funeral?"
Han Haoxuan suppressed his anger and gave Zhang Jiwei a look.
When the so-called Young Master Zhang saw this look, his entire body trembled. But soon, he summoned his last bit of courage and said to Qin Chao while trembling with fear.
"I, what the f * ck!" His body was somewhat stiff, as if he was a robot, swaying as he sat opposite to Qin Chao. At the same time, his face was a little twisted, and his voice was trembling.
"You, who do you think you are? You actually want to risk your life with Young Master Han! What kind of person is Young Master Han? How could he care about someone like you? I, I, Zhang Jiwei, am going all out today. I will lower my status and gamble with you! You, if you win me, then you have the right to challenge Young Master Han! "
"Sure, sure." Qin dynasty looked indifferent. "Anyway, it's the same no matter who comes to die first."
As he spoke, he reached for the revolver and flicked his wrist. Immediately, the cartridge box popped out, and five golden bullets fell out with a crackling sound.
Only one was left, and as Qin dynasty threw the cartridge box back, it spun inside.
Zhang Jiwei's beady eyes followed the spinning cartridge cartridge, darting about in all directions.
This guy was probably trying to find where the only bullet had been transferred to. Unfortunately, the cartridge box was too fast, it almost pulled out a silver afterimage. Zhang Jiwei's eyes almost popped out, but he couldn't find the position of the bullet.
"Pa!"
After finishing the cartridge, Qin dynasty slapped the revolver on the table.
"Okay, let's start." Qin dynasty said as he turned the revolver on the table. The muzzle slowly moved, and finally pointed at himself.
"My luck isn't bad. The first shot is mine."
Qin Dynasty completely taught Zhang Jiwei a lesson. He picked up the revolver and pressed the muzzle against his temple, then laughed and said, "Young Master Zhang, you better watch carefully. The next shot will be yours."
After Qin Dynasty finished speaking, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Pah!"
The firing pin let out an empty sound, and Zhang Jiwei directly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
F * ck, is this guy a lunatic or what?
He felt that this man called Qin dynasty didn't seem to be afraid of death at all. No matter what, there was a one in six chance that he would explode his own head.
Luo Qinglin also secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
She could now see that the Qin dynasty had indeed made arrangements. He probably already knew the location of the bullets in the gun.
However, if Zhang Jiwei really died here, wouldn't it be troublesome for him?
But Luo Qinglin remembered that Qin dynasty had said that he was from the Seventh Section. Later on, Luo Yufeng had also told him that the Seventh Section was a department with a lot of power. In China, there was almost no one that could contend against this department.
This was because this department was directly responsible to the chairman and had the right to kill.
Luo Qinglin was also very curious about what exactly happened to the Qin dynasty during the period after graduation.
In just a few short months, he had turned a graduate who could barely afford to live in a house into a powerful existence that could take someone's life with a wave of his hand.
Although Luo Qinglin understood the pride of the Qin dynasty, she also admitted that the conditions of the Qin dynasty were indeed not very good. Otherwise, Yang Shanshan wouldn't have run away with that fatty Ling Tian in the end.
However, the current Qin dynasty was so powerful that it made all women palpitate.
Even Han Xiaofan, who was standing at the side, was subdued by the aura of the Qin dynasty.
This beauty who had a feminist inclination in her heart had already begun to change for this man.
This was something that even Han Xiaofan himself might not have realized.
"Alright, it's your turn."
Qin dynasty didn't know what the two girls were thinking. What he needed to do now was to establish his might in the upper echelons of society and let everyone know what kind of person he, Qin dynasty, was.
This way, he would be able to smoothly support Di Liu and the others.
If he didn't sweep Han Haoxuan's face, it would be very difficult for Di Liu to develop in Zhongchuan City in the future.
"I, I …"
Zhang Jiwei swallowed his saliva.
He stared at the revolver that had been pushed in front of him, his heart thumping like a drum.
This pistol wasn't a toy … It was a real gun! Moreover, there was a Reaper's Bullet that could take one's life hidden inside. Qin dynasty had already fired a shot just now, so he still had a one in five chance of being killed by the bullet …
One in five … This usually seemed like a very small number, but now it sounded so terrifying!
Everyone in the hall followed the movement of the pistol.
"What, could it be that Young Master Zhang is afraid?"
Qin dynasty held a cigarette and said with a smile, "That's right, this is human nature. If you're afraid, you don't have to force yourself, you can just go down. Let your Young Master Han do it. "
"Me? I … "
Zhang Jiwei only said two words again.
Han Haoxuan, who was standing at the side, suddenly opened his eyes wide.
From Young Master Han's eyes, Zhang Jiwei saw a murderous intent.
His body instantly turned cold.
If he continued to play with Qin dynasty, he still had a chance of survival.
If he gave up playing the game, not only would he die, even his family would be blamed by Young Master Han.
Being forced to this point, he could only fight.
The only thing that Zhang Jiwei regretted now was that in order to show off in front of Young Master Han, he actually took the lead!
Of course, he hated Qin dynasty even more. F * ck, why did you, this madman, play this Russian roulette game! In Zhongchuan City, who would dare to mess with Young Master Han! Isn't that courting death!
Zhang Jiwei gritted his teeth, used his trembling hands, picked up the revolver, and then slowly pressed it against his temple.
Feeling the coldness of the gun, Zhang Jiwei's lower body had the urge to pee.
'God bless me, this gun must not have any bullets … .I, I really don't want to die ….'
Zhang Jiwei silently prayed as he used his finger that was about to lose all of its strength to pull the trigger.
"Pa!"
The sound of the firing pin missing.
That Zhang Jiwei let out a long sigh of relief, feeling like he was really hanging at the gate of hell.
The so-called feeling of escaping from death, was nothing more than this.
He simply wanted to kneel on the ground and loudly sing the praises of God.
From now on, Zhang Jiwei planned to become a devout Christian and believe in God.
He put down the pistol and pushed it to Qin Chao, who was standing opposite of him.
"I'm not dead, hehe, I'm not dead! It's your turn! "
Qin dynasty shrugged his shoulders, casually picked up the revolver, and this time pressed it against his forehead.
This time, there was still a quarter of a chance, and the mortality rate had greatly increased.
However, Qin dynasty didn't seem to care at all. Before anyone could react, he hooked his finger and pulled the trigger.
"Pah!"
There was a sound of impact in the air.
Luo Qinglin heaved a sigh of relief once again. Even Han Xiaofan, who was at the side, didn't know why, but he also felt relieved.
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