Wu Fan pulled the trigger directly, and with a click, it was an empty gun.

"It's your turn." Wu Fan handed the pistol to the hands of another aristocratic family.

The boy was trembling and did not dare to hand over the gun into his hand.

At a certain moment, his eyes flashed, but it dimmed in an instant. His plan was obviously not good, and the probability was a bit low.

"If you abstain from power, it is equivalent to giving up your life. If you have some thoughts, you might as well try it!" Wu Fan said lightly, with a slight joke in his eyes.

The family of that aristocratic family trembled and picked up the gun and pointed it at his head.

At that moment, he thought of many things in his mind, accomplished nothing, and spent half his life. Although he never lacked money and never swears to pick up girls, it always seemed like something was a shortcoming. The next moment, he might not have any hope to do the big things he wanted to do when he was young, and his entire brain was filled with unprecedented regret.

"Goodbye Mom and Dad...ahhhh..." The index finger pulled the trigger.

"Click!"

Empty gun.

"Ah... I'm not dead, I'm not dead..." The excited tears flowed down her cheeks. Fortunately, it was not too embarrassing. I only shed a few tears and didn't wet my pants.

"There are two shots left, and there are still 6 shots left. One of the guns has bullets, which means that one of the remaining six people will get bullets."

"You choose for yourself. Who is going to fire this shot? I give you absolute freedom, but you don't have to think that no one can escape this shot. It depends on your luck?" Wu Fan said lightly, crossing his legs leisurely, shaking his wine glass. The scarlet wine formed a whirlpool inside. Under the refraction of the light, it seemed like a torrent of blood.

"I'll do it." Qian Jia said, he was shocked at this time, but his trembling hands betrayed his heart.

With a 1 in 6 chance, he doesn't believe he will have so many unlucky ones.

"Bang!"

Qian Jia was suddenly filled with horror. It was over and it was over and it was really unlucky. I encountered the probability of 16, and I was almost on the verge of incontinence, and I had even urinated a few drops.

What's going on? Why am I okay?

At this moment, everyone realized that the banging gunshot just now was actually fired from Wu Fan's mouth, and Qian Jia's shot was still an empty gun.

The sound from Wu Fan's mouth, combined with his Yiyinjue, could clearly imitate the sound of the bullet. It was just that when he heard the sound of the bullet, Qian Jia was already scared to death. It seemed that these playboys were just some erotic people, without any courage.

"I... am still alive?" After two seconds of numbness, Qian Jia fell into ecstasy. The feeling of being out of hell, the edge of life and death passed by. She tried hard to breathe the air, and had never breathed such sweet air. He picked up the chopsticks and ate a piece of beef sauce. The most common beef sauce was particularly sweet in his mouth.

Then she picked up the bottle of red wine, poured it into the wine glass, took a sip, and then her tears fell.

Wu Fan shook his head and said lightly again: "Qian Jia, can you talk about your life experience at this moment?" Wu Fan said.

"Seriously?"

"Well, I want to hear your truth."

"I plan to start doing some serious things tomorrow, for myself, the entire family, and even the dragon clan. I can't go on like this and live like a walking corpse. What I said is true, and I don't think what I said is a bold statement, but it is indeed my inner thoughts. I think I am lucky enough."

"I really didn't expect that I was so cowardly, and I was almost scared by a gunshot. I was very cowardly. Compared with my father and grandfather, I was simply insulted by their reputation. My death rate was only 16. My father and my grandfather had never been to die for a lifetime, going to the enemy camp alone without any power, but with their passion, they stopped the enemy's attack. As you said, I was not afraid of you who was resurrected from the dead, but I really felt that I should do something!" Qian Jia said, with no joy or sorrow on his face, as if he had seen through the world, and seemed to have lived past 100 years old and experienced the vicissitudes of the world.

"Yes, I will let you go, but for the sake of foolproof, I won't let you go now. Do you agree?" Wu Fan asked the other party in a questioning tone.

"It's okay, even if you kill me now, I won't be afraid!" Qian Jia said, his heart was very peaceful at this moment.

The young masters next to them also had a hot face. Are they talking about themselves?

"Who will shoot next?" Wu Fan said.

"I'll do it, I'll do it..." The remaining five people rushed to scramble.

Because they saw Qian Jia successfully saved his life, they also wanted to follow suit. After all, the probability of living is still very high, and there is a full 80 chance.

But anyone who has studied mathematics knows that the probability of life and death are the same.

"Okay, you can stretch your hand as fast as possible, so let me give it to you first!" Wu Fan gave Zhou Xiang the gun.

Zhou Xiang took a deep breath, pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger.

"Click!" empty gun.

"Zhou Xiang, do you have any comments on winning the award? If you survive, it is like winning the grand prize. Looking at your life. For me, for the people of the entire dragon clan, it is a waste of food and a disaster for people. I believe that after you die, many people will be very happy. There must be many people bullied by you. You may regard yourself as a superior person and demote other weak people to ants, but at this time, what is the difference between you and ants?" Wu Fan smiled slightly.

"I don't want to talk anymore. I am indeed very lucky. Although the probability is as high as 80, even if the probability is 99, I will not take risks. I would rather buy 1 billion yuan for a probability. So you are right. I won the lottery and won the jackpot. I don't want to talk anymore. What Qian Jia said just now is what I want to say. I have been wasting my time. Only at the moment of life and death I understand that I wasted too much time and insulted my parents' reputation. If God gives me such a chance again, I will be a good person. Fortunately, God gave me this opportunity and I finished talking." Zhou Kang did not speak out, but also performed very dullly.

"Only 4 bullets are left, who will come?" Wu Fan asked.

"I'll do it, I'll do it..." The remaining four people fought again.

"Come on." Wu Fan handed the pistol to another family of aristocratic families.

"Why did I give my husband my hand?" Yu Lei argued, and many of them were unwilling to accept it, but it was not easy to have an attack.

"What? If you have an opinion, if you want to die, I will help you later. There will be a very sour way to die, which I guarantee that you will never forget." Wu Fan smiled, showed his white teeth, and his smile was very kind, just like chatting with a friend.

"You...why don't you tell the rules?"

"Rules? Anyone can tell me the rules, but you don't have the qualifications for your family. How many families have been displaced in Qingbei, how many girls have been tragically destroyed and killed themselves, how many families have been disbanded, and how much money has been illegally gathered. Even if I beat you to death now, it is still the right thing to do. If you dare to defend yourself, the dead dog lying on the ground over there will be your fate!" He also turned his mouth to Ouyang De, who was lying on the ground and fainted.

Yu Lei's eyes were filled with resentment and he sat there without saying a word.

"Click", another empty gun.

The playboy who survived the disaster showed a happy smile. Xuan'er's expression faded again, as if he was an old monk who had entered into meditation and had comprehended the true meaning of life.

The remaining three people were very nervous because they were getting closer and closer to death and the probability of death was getting higher and higher.

"Are there any of you three competing for this pistol?" Wu Fan said lightly again, his eyes floating towards the three people.

"No, no, no, let them come first." Wen Bing refused, with a look of fear on his face. At this time, the probability that everyone was 13 years old. As long as one of the two people in front was dead, then he should be alive.
Chapter completed!