Chapter nine hundred and thirty-eight only worthy of looking up
There were two people, three on each side, looking at each other with different expressions. There was only murderous intent in their eyes. When they meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. This is not an empty saying.
At this moment, what is being tested is courage, and of course the most important thing is courage.
Under the rotation of the pistol wheel, hundreds of people on both sides were silent at this moment, and the only sound heard at the scene was the clicking sound of the revolver wheel.
There was a bullet in each pistol. Fang Hao asked someone to go over and check it. After there were no problems, he let the three of them go. Before going, Fang Hao whispered to the three of them: "It's good to come back alive and win.
But if you lose, don’t lose your life.”
After saying that, Fang Hao said loudly to Ying Jiu: "Brother Jiu, I think it's better to let them hit you in the leg. Life is precious."
"Haha, brother Fang, if the two parties fight, one of them will die. If you are so kind to a woman, just give up. If you give up, I will let you leave safely, but this pier belongs to me.
Don't be dissatisfied." Ying Jiu laughed, but it was a bit sarcastic.
Fang Hao's expression remained unchanged. He didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Ying Jiu's words. He looked solemn and said seriously: "It's not that I don't care if your people die, but if my people don't die, of course it's best if my people don't die. But if Brother Jiu
If you like gambling on your life so much, as I said just now, how about we make a bet against each other and just gamble on your life?"
Ying Jiu narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Then I'll do the kicking as you said, but if you lose, then you will stay alive, how about that?"
"Haha, what do you mean, if you lose, you will also lose your life?" Fang Hao asked.
"If you want my life, you have to wait and see if hundreds of my brothers agree. Have you ever gambled? Everyone needs to bet on the same amount of capital. Now, haha, your capital seems to be much less than mine.
Half past one." Ying Jiu glanced at Fang Hao contemptuously.
"Then you lost, what about you?" Fang Hao asked again.
"If I lose, then I will take people away. If you lose, you will stay alive." Ying Jiu sneered.
"Brother Hao! Boss..." Wen Xiao and others looked anxious. This bet is too unfair.
However, Fang Hao naturally would not agree to it stupidly. He smiled indifferently and said: "It's better than this. I lose. I will challenge hundreds of you by myself. As for whether you can kill me, it depends on you."
Does anyone have that ability anymore?"
"You have such an arrogant tone. You are challenging hundreds of people by yourself. Since you have such courage, if I don't help you, others will probably say that I am unkind, so I will reluctantly agree." Ying Jiu looked cold.
He glanced at Fang Hao and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"It's true!"
"It's hard to chase a horse!"
At this moment, the rotation of the revolver stopped, and there were three groups of six. The three people on the other side signaled that the people on Fang Hao's side should come first. Dongzi Dasha and Mouse took the pistols. Dongzi and Dasha did not hesitate.
He shot himself in the leg, but there was no gunshot, so it was obviously a blank shot.
The mouse's face turned a little pale, and he held the pistol firmly, his body was shaking, and he appeared to be very scared, but with his trembling hand, he slowly pointed the muzzle of the gun at his thigh.
The person opposite him laughed and said: "If you're afraid, just admit defeat and I'll let you go."
"You're the one who's so scared!" The mouse gritted his teeth, looked sideways, and pulled the trigger directly.
But there was only a slight click, and it was obviously an empty gun. Mouse's face suddenly relaxed, and he felt as if he had experienced a big battle, and he was sweating profusely.
However, no one on Fang Hao's side looked down upon Mouse, because although he was scared, he did not retreat. This seemed to be another kind of courage!
The betting game started here, and Fang Hao and Ying Jiu kept looking at each other. It seemed that neither of them paid much attention to the betting game.
Just like this, Song Wenli, who was on the tower in the distance, looked grim: "Why hasn't Youshen fired yet? Now Fang Hao is sitting on that chair motionless. Youshen doesn't need such a good opportunity, so what are you waiting for?"
Meng Qinghu frowned, and he also felt a little strange: "Perhaps You Shen felt that it was not the right time yet, and he was not sure that he would hit with one blow, so he did not move because he was afraid of disturbing the grass and alarming the snake."
"Maybe!" Song Wenli's face was gloomy and his voice was a little impatient, because he wanted to see Fang Hao beaten to death immediately. He held a telescope and stared at Fang Hao, who was still alive and uninjured, and couldn't help but clenched his fists.
, seemed a little nervous.
That's right, Song Wenli, as a child of a noble family, has not felt nervous for many years, so now he does not admit that he is nervous at all, he just feels that he is excited, as if he is excited because he is about to see Fang Hao die.
But at this time, in the three groups of gambling fights in the square, Song Wenli and Meng Qinghu were both eagerly waiting for the Youshen to shoot. One of Song Wenli's trump cards was lying on a container. The scope was originally looking at Fang Hao's Youshen.
God, has already taken possession of him, and the gun is no longer aimed at Fang Hao in the distance, but at the person in front of him.
This man was about thirty years old, wearing a black leather jacket and holding a pistol in his hand. The most conspicuous thing was that there was a very beautiful bird on this man's shoulder.
"Who are you? What do you do?" You Shen, a man with short hair and a resolute but iron-blooded expression, shouted coldly.
"I'm a bodyguard. What did you think I came to see you for? By the way, people call me Lao Niao." The guy with the bird on his shoulder grinned, revealing teeth as white as Fang Hao's.
It turns out that this person is the guy nicknamed Lao Niao from the dark group Shen group, but he has always been with Lao Wang, but now he is alone, and he doesn't know what the other person is doing.
"You stopped me?" You Shen sneered.
"I did stop you, but now I have changed my mind and want to know why you didn't take action!" The old bird's eyes were very bright, and he was a little curious.
You Shen frowned: "How do you know it was me who didn't do anything?"
"Because there is no murderous intent in you, even if you pointed your gun at Fang Hao just now."
After these words, You Shen's expression froze, and he looked at the old bird deeply, and then his expression became solemn: "You seem to be very strong!"
"It's okay." The old bird smiled half-heartedly.
You Shen's face turned cold and he sneered: "Although I won't take action, it doesn't mean that others won't shoot."
"It's nothing, because they are already dead. If you have murderous intent, I will kill you directly and won't chat with you here! Don't you think tonight is too boring?" Old Bird laughed.
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At this moment, Youshen's face became colder and colder, and he was also afraid of the old bird. He said coldly: "I am very interested in you now, why don't we have a fight?"
The old bird was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said in confusion: "Since you don't regard him as a must-kill target, why did you come?"
"Because I want to see if he is still as admired as he was a few years ago!" You Shen put down the sniper rifle in his hand, clenched his hands into fists, and looked at the old bird with high fighting spirit.
Facing the high-spirited Youshen, Lao Niao laughed nonchalantly: "Our Highness, you only deserve to look up to us!" (To be continued)