Dressed as a clingy gangster

Chapter 116 My time waits for no one

Guan Lao, "The little girl is too proud and will fall into trouble."

Feiyu and the others were tied to the target, and the rings beyond the tenth ring were all covered by heads.

Even if An Chumian was a master of darts, it would be difficult to keep them unscathed.

When a dart is thrown, it must either miss the target, or it must be ten rings.

This is no longer difficult to sum up.

The odds of hitting the bull's-eye are slim.

Feiyu and the others saw that An Chumian picked up a dart, and there was no tension on her delicate porcelain-white face.

It's like darts don't kill people.

"Don't overestimate yourself, don't vote..."

They were hoarse and trembling, "Admit defeat, if you really don't know the whereabouts of old son Guan, I believe he wouldn't kill us...!"

They were so afraid of death that they were tied to the target but could not break free.

An Chumian didn't react too much, holding a dart in her hand, her face was calm.

The young men and women around the venue smiled evilly, provoking An Chumian, "Little beauty, if you don't dare to throw darts, I'll grab your little hand and help you throw darts..."

"Fei Shao and the others are very unlucky. They are all regular customers of the club, but they are going to die here."

The clubhouse is a venue for entertainment to death, even scarier than the underground night city.

This is the base of the Guan family, and they are the relatively large black forces in Jiangcheng.

An Chumian's eyes brightened, "Trust me..."

"I beg you not to vote!"

Feiyu was so frightened that he regretted gathering in this club with his friends.

With a pale face, he said to Bai Yiyang and Qiao Xiamin who were beside him, "You don't want to die either, you know her very well, don't you, hurry up and persuade her...!"

An Chumian is very good at driving, a veritable car god, but they will not believe that An Chumian's dart skills can be used without exception.

However, Bai Yiyang and Qiao Xiamin trusted him blindly.

"Student Mian, we are not afraid of death."

You are not afraid of death, he is afraid of death...

Feiyu and the others looked ashen, and said to Guan Lao desolately, "Guan Lao, we are not with them, please spare your life."

Guan Lao's wrinkled face showed fierceness, and his tone was hoarse, "Hehe, little guys, I, Guan Lao, would rather kill the wrong one and never let him go. Either he wins me, or he doesn't give the clue to my son. This is the only way for you to survive!" Opportunity."

Seeing that An Chumian hadn't thrown yet, Guan Lao said, "Little girl, my time waits for no one."

The little girl was obviously scared.

Guan Lao regretted that he could only use the criminal law to interrogate An Chumian.

After receiving the signal, Guan Fu and the others rushed to arrest An Chumian.

But the little girl moved.

The sound of the audience also fell silent.

An Chumian threw the dart easily.

The darts have a deadly speed, and the trajectory cannot be captured by the naked eye.

"don't want!!!"

Feiyu and the others didn't care about their image, and cried out in despair.

They were drenched with terror and sweat.

The skin was aching, Feiyu and the others opened their eyes in fear, Bai Yiyang and the others who were tied up together were all intact.

Is this... off target?
After a narrow escape, Feiyu and his companions, two tattooed men, almost didn't cry.

"That's impossible."

Hearing the shocked exclamation, Feiyu found that all the men and women in the audience were dumbfounded
Puzzled in his heart, he moved his eyes slowly, and saw a dart stuck in the gap covered by his head.

Hit the bullseye! !
"It's all luck, right?"

"How did you do it? All these people are tied to the target, and if the woman wants to hit the tenth ring, she must test her psychological quality!"

"This is a game proposed by Guan Lao, but I didn't expect her to be a master of darts?"

"Old Guan is playing in her arms? I can't tell, this woman is so awesome."

"It's so old to pass the test, what is her background?"

There was a lot of discussion, and the young men and women in the clubhouse had stopped all kinds of entertainment, staring at An Chumian intently.

(End of this chapter)