Suddenly, Ouyang Yuande's face changed drastically, and he wanted to slap himself hard.
What did you say just now is fun? Isn’t this jumping into it by digging a hole?
So, Ouyang Yuande quickly shook his head and smiled bitterly, explaining: "Brother Fan, you...you misunderstood what I mean."
"Misunderstanding? Then what do you mean is that the death turntable is not fun?"
After that!
Ye Fan once again pointed the cold muzzle directly at Ouyang Yuande's forehead.
Suddenly, Ouyang Yuande's face became very embarrassed.
It’s not right to say boring, nor is it fun. Now he finds that everything he says is wrong, and he is being controlled by Ye Fan.
"Master Ouyang, are you ready? I'm ready to shoot!" Ye Fan grinned and said playfully.
"Don't...no! Brother Fan, I don't want to die, I...I haven't lived enough..."
Ouyang Yuande was so scared that his whole body shivered.
But the next second, Ye Fan still pulled the trigger.
At this time, Ouyang Yuande stared at Ye Fan's fingers in horror.
When he saw Ye Fan's fingers move, his head was so scared that he shrank back like a turtle.
His eyes were closed and his whole body was trembling. He felt that he would definitely die.
"Click—"
The next second, he heard not the sound of gunfire, but the sound of magazines being shot empty.
"Hu...huhu!"
"I'm scared to death...I'm so angry!"
Ouyang Yuande was so scared that his soul disappeared and his six souls broke out in a cold sweat on his back.
"Master Ouyang, it seems that you have good luck. It is probably the good deeds accumulated in your previous life." Ye Fan teased playfully and said.
"you......?"
Ouyang Yuande was so angry that he wanted to scold people, but he didn't dare to scold them because he was worried that Ye Fan would suddenly shoot him again.
I was lucky just now and avoided a shot by luck, but what about the next shot? Are I still so lucky?
So, at this time, he dared not speak out against Ye Fan.
Ouyang Yuande is fine, but it means Ouyang Dong is in trouble.
Because it's his turn next.
At this time, Ye Fan pushed the cold muzzle on Ouyang Dong's forehead.
"Swish--"
Suddenly, Ouyang Dong changed drastically, and he was so scared that he got dizzy on the spot. He saw a large piece of his crotch wet, and the yellow liquid dripped downwards.
An unpleasant smell spread in the air in an instant.
At this time, Ouyang Dong was not only scared, but also scared and cried.
I saw him crying and begging for mercy in horror, "Brother Fan, my dear Brother Fan! Please, don't kill me, I...I still have many dreams that have not yet come true,
I don't want to die so early..."
At this time, Ye Fan smiled playfully and teased lightly: "It's okay, you have to believe in your own luck!"
"No...no! I have always been unlucky. I think this shot is live ammunition." Ouyang Dong said in panic.
Ye Fan shook his head and said lightly: "Young Master Ouyang, do you know why you are not lucky?"
"Why?" Ouyang Dong was stunned and asked curiously.
Ye Fan grinned and said, "Because people who love to laugh will not have bad luck, but you are frowning all day long, and the goddess of luck scared you away." This chapter has been completed!