The girl's protagonist was still calm and even maintained an elegant smile.

"Mr. Huo, what do you mean?"

The man also laughed softly and leaned over to her.

"Girl, let's have a fun too, how about it?"

As he spoke, his breath burst into Yan Wu's ears, like a lover's whisper.

But, at the same time.

Some of the men in black behind him also turned their guns.

Obviously.

If Yan Wu refuses to play, she may have the same treatment as the Huo family and son.

"OK."

However, the girl's protagonist responded without any surprise or disbelief.

then.

The two pairs stood opposite each other.

Huo Chenyan and Huo Jin held the guns separately and started first.

The first shot.

Huo Jin was nervous and tried his best to raise the gun calmly, but he still shook unconsciously.

Opposite him, Huo Yirong gritted his teeth, and his muscles twitched slightly.

on the contrary.

Yan Wu and Huo Chenyan were both relaxed.

When the eyes are opposite each other, there is even an illusion of lingeringness.

The man looked at the girl with thin lips curled slightly, but said, "Guess what about this gun?"

The girl met his eyes and felt a little inexplicable.

"Empty gun."

"Ba"

The answer rang out with the sound of the empty gun.

really.

Not as expected.

"Father." The man raised his eyebrows, and was not surprised, and just shouted Huo Jin.

A plain sentence.

But Huo Jin trembled even more, and finally...

He pressed the trigger.

Huo Jin, who broke free from the brink of death, relaxed his whole body and realized that his back was soaked in cold sweat.

He hurriedly stuffed the gun into his son's hand.

He did not notice the despair in Huo Yirong's eyes at all.

The second time.

Death threat transfer.

Huo Yirong's palm was full of sweat, and he was also unable to raise his gun for a long time.

Yan Wu didn't even look at it, and pointed it directly at her temples and pulled the trigger in an instant.

"Ba"

A crisp sound.

Yan Wu smiled calmly at Huo Chenyan and handed the gun back.

The man also took it with a low smile and said to Huo Yirong: "Yirong, why don't you start?"

The latter had to raise his gun and carefully buckle it.

It's also an empty gun.

This time, Huo Jin's face changed.

then.

The third shot.

The fourth shot.

The fifth round.

After several rounds, it seemed as if there were blessings from gods and Buddhas, and there were empty guns on both sides.

but.

All luck ends here.

The sixth round.

That random bullet must be in it.

The pistol was transferred to Huo Yirong and Yan Wu again.

Huo Jin breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't want to admit it, the feeling of being able to survive was indeed like he had reached heaven.

Even... it comes at the cost of the son's life.

But these are all God's will, Huo Chenyan's arrangements, and they have nothing to do with him, right?

Thinking of this.

He seemed to have become more at ease.

But I didn't notice it.

The young man opposite looked at his unconcealed look of gratitude, and his eyes suddenly showed his hideousness.

Next second.

Huo Yirong fired the gun before the first time.

But... the direction is not towards yourself.

"Bang--" A gunshot.

Huo Jin widened his eyes in disbelief and fell straight down.

Blood splashed out from his temples.

The corners of his mouth were still holding the arc of ecstasy that had not yet been retracted.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Huo Yirong, who shot at his father, continued to pull the trigger like crazy and shot at Yan Wu and the others.

Of course, there are no bullets in the gun at all.

The man in black rushed forward and instantly controlled him.

The girl's protagonist looked at the scene in excitement and stopped for a moment.

But, that's that moment.
Chapter completed!