"Brother Tiannan, thank you for accompanying me during this time. I am very happy."
Yang Wanli seemed to be very satisfied with the joy that this victory brought him. He glanced at the unconscious Murong Shui, and then whispered in Xu Tiannan's ear: "I know you are a person who abides by the agreement. Since you have lost
So please, from now on, never see her again, take care."
After saying this, Yang Wanli patted the other party's shoulder again, and then led the other two people towards the foot of the Talbahatai Mountains in the distance.
"etc."
Yang Wanli, who had just taken two steps, stopped. He looked at Xu Tiannan, wondering what else he could say now that he had lost everything.
After a while, Xu Tiannan said: "You lost this bet."
"What?" Yang Wanli said dumbfounded after hearing this: "Did I hear you right? Could it be that I beat you silly? Have you forgotten our bet?"
Xu Tiannan gently placed Murong Shui on the ground, then struggled to stand up and said.
——"Our bet is whether you can take Lin Wanshan's life before the end of this month."
——"But it is now 1:30 in the morning on November 1st, and one and a half hours have passed since the date agreed with us, so... Yang Wanli, you lost!"
The two looked at each other like this for a long time, and Yang Wanli suddenly said seriously: "Brother Tiannan, is failure really so hard to accept for you?"
Xu Tiannan stared at the other party stubbornly and said: "But this time, you lost the bet!"
Suddenly, Yang Wanli's face no longer had the relaxed look just now, but was replaced by a look of frosty indifference. He raised his gun and put it against the opponent's forehead and said: "I ask you again, do you admit that you have lost?
"
Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Xu Tiannan still stubbornly shook his head.
In an instant, a lightning-fast kick hit Xu Tiannan in the chest. His body was kicked so hard that his feet almost flew off the ground, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
It was only then that Xu Tiannan truly felt the opponent's power, and finally understood what kind of terrifying opponent Zheng Jianghu and Murong Shui had just faced.
But the next moment, he still struggled to get up. At this time, one of his legs could no longer use force. He could only stand up crookedly and said with difficulty: "Yang Wanli... Even if you beat me to death, you are still... you
Lost!"
Another heavy punch hit him on the cheek. Xu Tiannan felt as if he had been hit on the head by a car. He fell down again in an instant. There was a strong smell of blood in his mouth, and then he spit out a long...
Crooked teeth.
However, the next moment, Xu Tiannan stood up again and smiled jokingly at the other party: "The wisdom teeth... finally fell out! Thank you..."
Yang Wanli's face became increasingly ugly. He would never allow himself to have an imperfect victory, even if he forced the other party to admit defeat by force, but he could not understand why the other party kept challenging him at such a desperate moment.
So this angry emotion gradually took over his heart, and he said coldly: "Do you think you are humorous?"
Another lightning-fast punch, but this time the fist stopped just before it hit the opponent. Yang Wanli said solemnly: "Now that the gun is in my hand, I have the power to kill and kill all of you."
In my hands, isn't this enough for you to admit your failure?"
For a moment, Xu Tiannan remained silent, and Yang Wanli said again: "But according to the provisions of our bet, you didn't catch Lin Wanshan, right? So you didn't win, right?"
Xu Tiannan said slowly: "That's right, you didn't defeat me this time, and I... didn't defeat you either."
Yang Wanli asked doubtfully: "Then what is the purpose of all your persistence now? Are you just trying to fight for a breath, and aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by me?"
Xu Tiannan staggered and almost fell to the ground, but then suddenly said to the other party: "Do you dare...to bet with me again?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Wanli was obviously stunned. He knew very well that all the advantages in the situation now were in his hands. So under such circumstances, what chips did the other party have that he could use as a bet? He couldn't help but wonder in his heart.
Feeling confused.
"Do you dare? Another...bet again!"
Looking at the other party's firm and confident eyes, Yang Wanli felt that the heat in his heart was igniting again. He could even feel that his body's blood pressure had begun to soar, and his brain began to secrete excessive endorphins and gonadotropins.
hormone.
Under the huge impulse, Yang Wanli finally asked in an almost trembling voice: "What do you want to bet on?"
Xu Tiannan pointed to the Type 54 police gun in the opponent's hand and asked: "How many bullets are left?"
Yang Wanli's heart sank. He originally thought that the other party wanted to play a game like Russian Roulette with him, but this was a magazine-type automatic pistol. It was impossible to play that kind of game, so he answered without any concealment.
: "There are 7 rounds in the magazine, and a total of 8 rounds including the pressure chamber. 6 rounds were fired just now, and now there are 2 rounds left."
"Very good." Xu Tiannan took two steps back and was several meters away from the other party. At this time, his vision began to blur, but he still said firmly: "Then let's bet that these two bullets... can
