In the Middle Ages, European aristocrats considered themselves gentlemen. They would choose another duel if it was difficult to decide the outcome, or if a big fight was likely to cause a series of tragedies.
This method is to fill the revolver with bullets, leaving only one remaining space. Turn the wheels around and then pull the trigger. If the bullet hole is facing the bullet, there is no doubt that the bullet will be shot out after one shot.
It will smash the head of a person. If you turn a circle of bye, then you are lucky to be God's attachment and will become the winner.
Although this method is barbaric, it is often very effective and is called a game that only real men dare to play. But those who dare to play this game often have already put life and death aside or have thoughts of death. Because, the game itself is the real
A life-threatening life.
The second dish that Liao prepared for Qianjun is to die for a lifetime.
When he heard Liao's words, Weng Yaxin's pretty face turned pale instantly, and a trace of despair flashed: "You can't do this! Don't you take his life?"
Liao Kaikai opened his mouth and smiled: "I wanted his life, otherwise what do you think?! However, I don't want him to die sooner. I want to play him to death slowly and let him experience the pleasure before death."
Often, sudden death is just a moment of pain and will not cause much damage to the enemy's spirit. But when you know when you die and in what way you will die, that is the most painful and desperate thing. It is enough to taste the process of death.
It makes people collapse.
How wonderful it is to let the enemy taste death!
Weng Yaxin shouted: "You are shameless, you are hooligan."
Seeing Liao remained indifferent, Weng Yaxin turned her eyes to Zhang Xiaofeng again: "Zhang Xiaofeng, you dare to play like this. Do you know how much disaster you will bring to you and your family?! You will lead your family to the abyss... Lost path
Let's go back! I plead with you, Qianjun will let you go..."
"Shut up!"
Zhang Xiaofeng's face turned pale, he grabbed Weng Yaxin's neck and roared at Qianjun: "Beast, point the gun at your head, hurry up! If you have the fuck, shoot yourself in the head!"
Qianjun looked at Zhang Xiaofeng coldly and said in a deep voice: "Let your stinky hand go first! Otherwise, I promise you will die miserably later."
Not only did Zhang Xiaofeng not let go, but instead increased his strength and his face became ferocious: "Haha... I won't let go, what the hell can you do to me? Haha...haha."
Qianjun ignored Zhang Xiaofeng and turned his eyes to Liao: "Let Yaxin go first, okay?"
Liao nodded and signaled Zhang Xiaofeng to let go. Zhang Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, but finally let go.
Qianjun smiled slightly and said, "Next, what I want to talk about is the rules. If I shoot, no matter whether there are bullets inside, as long as the bullets are pointed at my temple and I am not dead, then I will pass the test.
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"This is natural." Liao nodded, and he didn't understand what Qianjun said at once.
When the bullet is out of the box, can his temple be stronger than the burst bullet? Or can he clamp the bullet? What an international joke.
Qianjun laughed: "Okay, that's what you said. You are the leader of the China Alliance, and I believe in you."
After saying that, he pointed his gun at his temple, and under the terrified expression of Weng Yaxin covering her mouth, Zhang Xiaofeng's joyful and serious face...
There was a loud "boom" sound...
Weng Yaxin's beautiful big eyes widened even wider, and tears also flowed out with the loud noise, and her heart was broken...
With a loud bang, Zhang Xiaofeng finally laughed out loud. Liao felt relieved in his heart. Qianjun must have no hope of surviving...
Because, out of ten magazines, there are not nine bullets at all, but ten!
In other words, Qianjun is not a life of death, but a life without death! Liao had no intention of letting Qianjun leave here alive, nor did he intend to play rules with Qianjun, so it was natural to load ten bullets.
However, the situation that everyone imagined that Qianjun fell to the ground and died with bloodshed and died did not appear. Qianjun was still standing in the large factory, with a faint smile on his lips, holding a gun in one hand and the other hand
Then block in front of the temple, and extend your fingers to form a "v" shape.
Weng Yaxin opened her mouth wide, Zhang Xiaofeng opened her mouth wide, Liao opened her mouth wide, and everyone opened her mouth wide and looked at Qianjun with a dizzy look.
I saw a black spot in the middle where Qianjun's two fingers clamped. Could it be a bullet?!
Zhang Xiaofeng licked his mouth dryly, swallowed, and wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound. He obviously felt his legs trembling.
Is this a hell...are you a hell?!
Weng Yaxin's tears became more and more, and the mix of five flavors in her heart eventually turned into a sense of joy, becoming stronger and stronger...
Liao stared at Qianjun with his eyes tightly, and Qiangzi held back a faint panic in his heart and said, "The rule is that you must let the bullet hit the temple instead of blocking it. You have broken the rules!"
"You broke the rules, too."
Qianjun laughed, threw the bullet in his fingers to the ground, and said calmly:
"If I remember well, this pistol is a classic Lamboren revolver developed in the Middle Ages, weighing 495 grams. It has specially developed bullets with a net weight of 30 grams per net weight, if it is nine in it
If there is a bullet, the net weight is 765 grams, but unfortunately, the weight of this gun has now reached nearly 800 grams. So, you are not nine bullets inside, but ten ones!"
After a pause, Qianjun's face looked very serious and said in a deep voice: "That is to say, you want me to die at all, and you don't plan to play a game of life-threatening death with me, but you have no life."
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Liao didn't say anything. He was still digesting the shock that Qianjun had just brought to himself. From the fact that Qianjun could hold bullets so close and say so accurately the weight and model of the Lamborun pistol was so accurate that Liao had actually admitted that
This man is by far the most terrifying opponent he has ever seen. This opponent is so powerful that it can even be compared with the mythical characters in the World Ultimate Organization that Liao has seen.
Liao didn't say anything, Qianjun continued: "Also, I doubt that the third level of yours is also false. You think I will die in the second level, but it's a pity that you were wrong, it was absurd."