The dark grid on the ground was filled with sharp blades.

Under the light, it shines brightly.

Extremely dazzling.

A layer of sweat penetrated quietly from Yin Tianjue's pores.

The hand holding the cigarette froze.

But it was only a moment.

The woman kept observing Yin Tianjue's expression, but this man pretended too well.

But whether it is true or not, it doesn't matter.

What matters is...

"How do you want to play?"

While Yin Tianjue spoke, he took a deep breath of smoke and sprayed out the smoke. The misty smoke enveloped him, which was very unreal. It was a bit more confused and charming. It was hard to understand.

"Gun!" the woman said with a smile.

"Let's start!" Yin Tianjue said lightly and threw most of the remaining cigarettes in his hand on the ground and crushed them with his feet.

The woman raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't you ask about the rules?"

"Do I have the right to choose?" Yin Tianjue said.

Facing Yin Tianjue's questioning, the woman didn't say anything but the smile on her face became deeper.

She shook her hand and threw the pistol with the four letters engraved by you to Yin Tianjue, and then picked up the pistol that Yin Tianjue had just smashed to the ground.

She said: "These two are your guns, so let's compare loading and shooting. Each person has three bullets, whoever has the highest shot rate will win."

Yin Tianjue narrowed his eyes as deep as an eagle and said, "I will compete with you, but the condition is that I win, let him go!"

After Yin Tianjue finished speaking, the woman giggled.

She said: "Emperor Yin, Emperor Yin, are you singing a double act? Just now he looked like he had nothing to do with me, and then he looked like he was kind and loving his son? It really made me see

And! But I promise you!"

While the woman was talking, she took out the gun in her hand into parts, took out the bullets one by one and bounced them off, leaving only three left and placed them on the table.

Then he leaned on the table with both hands and leaned forward and rushed forward, "The target we are going to shoot is..." The woman said, "The tail sound is elongated here, then she smiled evilly and pointed her hand at the LCD screen, saying, "She!"

The person who appears on the four LED LCD screens is actually...

That's right, it's Su Tong!

Yin Tianjue's whole body stuttered again, and his brain became even blank.

Question: "What do you mean?"

"It means that 12 goals will appear in a short time, and six of them are virtual portraits and six are target characters. If you win, you and your son can leave safely, but if you lose, then sorry..." The woman

He paused and pointed to the rope that tied Xiao Yixuan's wrist. He didn't say it, but the meaning was clear, so she just said, "You understand."

Undoubtedly, she means that if Yin Tianjue loses, the rope breaks and Xiao Yixuan falls down, and what will be greeted by the bright and shining sword in the dark grid.

What a despicable means!

Yin Tianjue was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

But he had no choice.

Just said three words.

"Play with you!"

After saying that, he picked up the pistol on the table and removed it in three or two, leaving three bullets.

"Actually, I really want to know how you felt when your beloved woman was holding another man and jumping out of the abyss from you seven years ago?"

The woman's words undoubtedly pierced Yin Tianjue's heart like a sharp blade.

That scene was definitely an indelible nightmare for him.

However, just before Yin Tianjue could digest this sentence, the woman had already thrown a bullet in her hand into the air.

Immediately afterwards, a muffled sound of bullets landed on the ground and made a crisp collision with the cement floor.

Just as the sound was made, the woman had already started to install a gun at a speed that was lightning speed.

Undoubtedly, what she said just now was distracting Yin Tianjue from his attention.

And it was successfully dispersed.

Because Yin Tianjue's thoughts had not yet recovered when she started.

When he recovered, he was already half a beat later than the woman.

Damn it!

Yin Tianjue roared in his heart and speeded up his hands!

Beads of sweat as big as beans flowed quietly down his forehead and invaded his eyes.

But no matter how fast he is, he is still slow.

When he first got on the barrel, the woman had already pointed the gun at him.

Yin Tianjue paused.

At this moment, the woman curled up an evil curve on the corner of her mouth and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet brushed past Yin Tianjue's ear and made a crisp sound, hitting the scene!

When Yin Tianjue was still confused, he heard the woman say, "There are five more."

This voice pulled back Yin Tianjue's trance thoughts.

I immediately saw his eyes as deep as an eagle and searching around. After waving something flashed behind him, I immediately turned around and swung my gun.

However, when he looked at the target object with Su Tong's face, his hand that pulled the trigger hesitated for a second.

It's just like this one second.

Just listen...

Bang!

The sound of bullet explosion sounded in his ears again.

Yin Tianjue suddenly turned around and saw the woman shoot first again.

"There are four more," she said.

Yin Tianjue's eyes were closed and he was panting heavily.

A low voice kept saying two words: "Calm down!"

Yes, calm down!

He wants to calm down!

Must be calm!

If he continues like this, he will definitely lose.

That's not Su Tong, that's just a target object, just a target object!

Yin Tianjue, you can’t lose, you can’t lose!

Thinking of this, Yin Tianjue directly raised his gun and shot in the direction of one o'clock, but shot an empty gun.

It's a phantom!

Analysis error.

"Calm down, take care of yourself."

Yin Tianjue reminded him again in his heart.

There are four goals, she has already hit two, which means that if he wants to win, he must hit all the remaining four.

Thinking of this, Yin Tianjue quietly clenched the handle of the gun.

Closed his eyes directly.

The method I just adopted was adopted.

induction.

He mobilized every cell and every inch of his body to sense it, instead of looking at it with his eyes, at least in this way he could eliminate some of the phantoms.

The direction at six o'clock in the back.

Bang!

hit!
To be continued...