My Adolescence

Wu Zongwei’s hand slowly let go, and Mao’s brush smashed the revolver in the holster.

Yinger thought that Mao Ang was going to kill me with anger and anger. She was scared to stop in front of me, and she said one thing, what do you want to do?

However, to everyone’s surprise, Mao’s six bullets in the wheel were withdrawn from the five, and then the wheel was turned, and finally ka-cha stopped and looked at me with a revolver. “Chen Yu, don’t hide behind the woman. Since you are here today, we are like a man who comes face to face to solve this problem.”

Xiaolongbao was afraid that Mao’s shot would kill me, so I was guarding me, but I stood up from behind her and looked at Mao’s eyes, excited and angry, saying, “How do you want to solve it, I am Play with you.”

Mao An suddenly raised the revolver to the side of his head and looked at me biting his teeth and said: “Russian roulette, starting with a bullet, we each pulled the trigger against our own head. Each round ended Add a bullet to the bullet until we have a person lying down.”

Mao Ang is going to fight with me!

The audience couldn’t help but stunned. Some reporters who used to bring a video recorder to report on Mao’s and Ying’s grand wedding saw this scene. Immediately, the eyes lit up. I thought this was a big news, so I quickly started. Take photos and records. Guo Xianglin and Wu Qingshan couldn’t help but frown, and things turned out to be such that they didn’t expect it, but it was about defending the dignity of his man. They are also not forcibly intertwined and can only look anxiously on the side.

I couldn’t help but frown when I heard Mao’s words, because I didn’t want to come up with Mao’s. It’s not that you are dead or that I live, and even if I am lucky enough to win. But if Mao is dead, it is estimated that Guo Xianglin will not let me leave here alive.

But after Mao announced the rules, like a wayward child, he bit his teeth and pulled a trigger against his own head. The sound of ka-cha was crisp and there was no bullet in the gun. The people around him have a long sigh of relief, and the blue gluten on the forehead of Mao’s forehead is also abruptly beaten. The cold sweat does not know when it has been left, although it is one-sixth of the chance of death, but To deduct this trigger, I really need a lot of courage.

I was sensitively caught in the depths of Mao’s eyes and I was afraid of it. It was estimated that he was also afraid. Everyone is afraid of death. Not to mention that he is such a young master who used to spend the flowers.

“it’s your turn!”

Mao Ang reached out and handed the revolver to me. The people around him were nervous again, especially the more than 300 private troops led by Wu Zongwei, who were afraid that I would use this gun to hold the hair. Guo Xianglin secretly told his men at this time: “Arrange the sniper. If Chen Yu is in chaos, or Mao is in danger, look at the situation and shoot.”

I hesitated and reached for the revolver. The bitter smile to Yinger said: “Shantou, you are really a scourge, we are so shocked every time we meet. The last time is Goman, this time is Mao.”

Xiaolongbao naturally knows that it is not easy for us to go out from Luming Manor. Even if the opportunity is embarrassing, Guo Xianglin and Mao Ang can’t afford this face. She still pulls my left hand and does not loosen. With a small face, he said, “If you are alive, I will leave with you. If you die, I will go with you.”

My heart couldn’t help but tremble. Her words are clearly saying that if I am dead, she will grieve with me. I feel that the revolver in my hand is a bit heavy, because from now on, my life and death are related. To the life and death of Xiaolongbao, I am not nervous.

My left hand clung to the right hand of the Xiaolongbao, and the right hand raised the revolver to the side of my head, hesitated for two seconds and directly pulled the trigger.

“ka-cha -“

A crackling sound, no bullets were fired, it seems that I am not too bad luck, one-fifth of the chance of death does not fall on my head.

Chapter 580: Tolerance

“carry on!”

Mao Ang looked at me loudly, the winds and waves I faced had gone, and in the purgatory, I learned the firearms course and I was familiar with the revolver. In fact, in purgatory, many of the special trainers in the firearms are very fond of the revolver. Without him, it is because the posture of the western cowboy is very handsome, and the movement of turning the gun back into the waist holster is also very Cool.

Of course, in addition to the relatively high ratio of the revolver, there is another advantage that it can be assisted by the hand to strike the iron, and the bullet is fired very quickly. The continuous speed of the pistol shot is maximized. In the film death squad, Stallone used his hand to quickly move the revolver to shoot the iron, and instantly knocked out all six bullets, five or six enemies in a second.

Therefore, based on the cool and practical meaning of the revolver, we have the most training in the infernal training. Of course, there is another practice that can be practiced by rotating the cartridge. For example, if you put a bullet in an empty cartridge, you can accurately grasp the position of the bullet when you stop it. This is qualified.

Although I have practiced it, I am not very skilled. I can’t grasp the position of the bullet very accurately. I can only feel the bullet where it is. Mao told me to continue, I opened the cartridge, then picked up a bullet from the side of the table, then added it, rotated it, and stopped by feeling. Then I pulled the trigger against my head. The sound of ka-cha was empty. There were only two bullets in the six holes in the bullet. The chance of living was 66%. I used less skillful techniques. It is not too difficult to avoid these two bullets.

“It’s your turn!”

I know that the next round of the revolver is also empty, so the face is very calm and handed Colt to Mao.

Mao An’s hand was a little trembling. He took the scalp and pulled the trigger. After discovering that he was fine, he couldn’t help but secretly relaxed. The people around could not help but scream.

The color of fear from the depths of Mao’s eyes, the cold sweat on his forehead, and his slightly trembling hand, I know that this guy is actually slowly scared. A lot of things are like this, and I started to make some big decisions with an impulse. But when the death threat is really coming, people can always be sober in the face of the threat of death, and realize what is what they really want, woman? dignity? Or is it simple to live alone?

Actually. I am so embarrassed now, of course I don’t want to die, but I don’t want Mao to die. If he is awkward, it is estimated that Guo Xianglin’s guy will not let me go out from here, so I’m licking Mao’s now. A little bit of fear and retreat, he took the opportunity to say to him: “Mao, if you want Russian roulette, stop here. In the face of reality, even if we win the game, no matter who died, you and Yinger can’t. Let’s put it together again?”

I guess it is right. Mao An really regretted and feared at the moment, because he found that he did not like Ying Ying in the imagination when he died. If he is fighting against me, it is to defend love, it is better because it can’t be lost. Start this person. He is very scared at this time. Although I want to quit, I underestimated his attachment to face and dignity. He gave me a sly look: “Whoever wins and wins, don’t know, do you think you really won? Today, I am either dead. Or you are dead!”

After that, he forcibly grabbed a bullet from the table and stuffed it into the cartridge, then quickly pulled the trigger against his head. Ka-cha is empty.

“it’s your turn!”

I was a little nervous at the moment, and I also buckled the trigger with my scalp, but fortunately it was still empty. The people around you saw these scenes, and everyone’s mood was like a moment of relaxation on the Ferris wheel. From time to time, a low-pitched voice was heard.

Mao Ang did not think that this duel had been so long. He had already had three bullets and had not yet won the game. He said to me, “Continue!”

I have had more tests of life and death in the past two years, and I have developed my strong psychological qualities, but the Xiaolongbao around me is different. She saw me adding bullets to the cartridge. This is already the fourth bullet. The only two holes left in the entire cartridge are empty, which means that if I don’t consider the factors that affect my ability to turn the cartridge. The death rate has already reached 60%, which means that according to the general situation, this gun is very likely to kill me.

Xiaolongbao’s emotions dragged me out of control, tears in my eyes, and pleaded with a crying voice: “Don’t continue… I beg you…”

Mao Ang’s face was very cold at this moment: “When it’s my turn to shoot, why don’t you stop, now it’s his turn to stop and not play, I tell you that there is no play, Chen Yu must continue.”

I looked at Mao’s disappointment and felt that he was a little crazy. He was not fighting for me, but for selfishness for his own face. I turned my head and comforted the Xiaolongbao and said, “Taro, don’t be afraid, I promise you can end the duel in this round.”

When I finished, I started to turn the bullets that had already loaded four bullets, and my eyes closed.

The cartridge is spinning fast. After closing my eyes, my hearing was more sensitive. I felt the sound of the rotation of the cartridge carefully, then the eyes suddenly opened, and the cartridge was stopped with a click.

Mao Ang looked at me with a sneer: “Don’t wear it. Shoot it!”

In fact, the moment I stopped the cartridge, I was able to feel it by experience. The gun was empty. The next shot was bulleted. Basically, at the moment I stopped, the outcome was already divided.

Therefore, I calmly lifted the gun against my head, and the brow did not wrinkle and buckled the trigger…

“ka-cha!”

Sure enough, the people around me cried out in surprise, Yinger saw me nothing, and couldn’t help but cry.

And Wu Qingshan and Guo Xianglin, a group of people, began to look dignified. Because it is the turn of Mao, and the death rate of this gun is 80%, pessimistic can even think that Mao is dead. Guo Xianglin secretly told his men: “Commander sniper, ready to shoot to save the Young Master.”

Mao Ang naturally knows that the next shot is almost a mortal result. He has been afraid and regretted since the last two rounds. It is just that self-respect has forcibly carried out the duel. Now, in the face of such a desperate situation, the whole person is a little bit embarrassed. His face was gray, his eyes were desperate, his body was trembling slightly, and he did not have the courage to take over the revolver from my hand.

I looked at him and said, “I have no courage, I will help you!”

When I finished, I lifted Colt in my hand and pointed the gun at him, and everyone around me was surprised. I thought I was going to help Mao to kill this gun and kill Mao. They hadn’t had time to exclaim. I had directly pulled the trigger. A shot of “嘭” gave a bottle of champagne on the table next to Mao’s. Also, Mao An himself was scared to sit directly on the ground.

I shot a champagne bottle with a shot, and everyone around me took a breath of cold air, because the gun should have been Mao’s own button on his own head, which means that I’m putting it in Mao’s head. , gave him a chance to live.