Only I Can Use Summoning

Song Hui stared at the silver pistol on the table, the corners of his eyes twitched, hesitant in his heart.

"It doesn't matter if you don't dare to play." Zhang Ze chuckled and said, "Tell your father to let us go, and when we are safe, I will let you go back too."

Lin Lin sarcastically said: "Look at him like that, he's scared out of his wits! Hahaha!"

"Who said I dare not play?" Song Hui glared. He is a second-level **** of creation, and he must not be looked down upon by these two guys!

"However, I have a request!"

Song Hui pointed to the pistol on the table and said, "I suspect that you have tampered with this gun. I request that I create the gun and bullets!"

His worry is not unreasonable, within Zhang Ze's divine domain, Zhang Ze can control everything.

In case the pistol and bullets created by Zhang Ze are ineffective against Zhang Ze, but they can kill him, wouldn't he have suffered a great loss?

Zhang Ze shrugged and said casually, "It's absolutely fine."

Lin Lin frowned: "Zhang Ze, why did you agree to him? What if there is something wrong with the pistol he created?"

"I believe in Young Master Song's character." Zhang Ze smiled lightly, and said, "He is a second-tier creator god, and he won't play tricks with us first-tier creator gods."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the pistol on the square table disappeared.

With a low snort, Song Hui created a revolver and a bullet in his mind, and then embodied them on the square table.

After loading the bullets, Song Hui turned the barrel of the pistol, the barrel rotated rapidly, and finally stopped slowly.

"It's time to start!"

Putting down the pistol, Song Hui said with a sullen face.

Zhang Ze glanced at Lin Lin next to him and asked, "Don't you want to play too? Come together?"

"No!" Lin Lin shook her head immediately. The gun was created by Zhang Ze before, and she dared to play with it, but now she dare not.

Once you are unlucky and the bullet hits your head, you will die!

Zhang Ze nodded slightly: "In this case, Young Master Song will be accompanied by me."

He looked at Song Hui, pretending to be modest and said: "Song Shao, I'm not good at the game, you will definitely beat me."

Song Hui snorted, and said impatiently: "You talk too much, start now!"

Games start!

"rock-paper-scissors!"

The two reached out their hands at the same time, only to see that what Zhang Ze pulled out was a stone, while what Song Hui pulled out was cloth.

"Haha! I won!" Song Hui's face was full of joy, and he said to Zhang Ze mockingly: "It seems that you are not lying, the game is really bad! Now, take the gun!"

Zhang Ze sighed, pointed the gun at his temple with a sad face, and said to himself, "There must be no bullets in this shot."

With that said, he pulled the trigger.

Click!

Really no bullets.

Zhang Ze smiled and said, "I'm really lucky today."

Lin Lin supported her chest and let out a long breath.

Song Hui kept cursing inwardly, and he shouted angrily, "Come again!"

"rock-paper-scissors!"

In the second round, Zhang Ze played scissors and Song Hui played rock.

"Oh, why did I lose again?" Zhang Ze held his forehead, looking extremely distressed.

But Song Hui laughed loudly, and urged: "Hurry up and shoot!"

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at his temple, Zhang Ze closed his eyes, and muttered: "There is no bullet in this shot."

Click!

Let him hit the mark again!

Song Hui's eyes widened immediately, and he thought to himself, "What luck is this kid? He didn't have any bullets twice in a row?"

Lin Lin poked Zhang Ze and said in a low voice, "Good luck cannot come three times in a row, so don't lose again!"

Zhang Ze looked helpless, and said: "I don't want to lose, but Song Shao is too good at playing, I can't beat him."

In fact, Song Hui is also muttering in his heart now: "The revolver has six holes. Now that the trigger has been pulled twice, the probability of the last bullet appearing is greatly increased. I also have to be careful, and I must not lose! "

Soon, the third round of the game began.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

For some reason, Zhang Ze lost to Song Hui again this time.

Lin Lin rolled her eyes angrily, and said, "Are you good at it? Lose three times in a row! Children are better at playing than you!"

Zhang Ze scratched his head, smiled wryly and said, "It seems that I really can't do this game."

"Then you still design it and cause trouble for yourself?" Lin Lin was about to go crazy.

"Don't be angry..." Zhang Ze comforted Lin Lin, "I said this time there are still no bullets."

Lin Lin raised her forehead: "Are you too confident in your luck?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Song Hui was overjoyed. He believed that Zhang Ze was going to die this time!

result…

Click!

Still no bullets!

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with this gun?"

Song Hui couldn't sit still this time, he stood up screaming, reached out to grab Zhang Ze's pistol, but was stopped by Zhang Ze.

"Song Shao, is it against the rules for you to do this?"

Zhang Ze put the gun beside him, and said with a half-smile, "You made the gun. If you didn't do anything, why should you suspect that there is something wrong with the gun?"

Song Hui froze, sat back resentfully, and said, "I just don't understand why there are no bullets three times in a row. It's unscientific!"

"Because I'm lucky, you say it's unscientific?" Zhang Ze snorted and said, "According to you, it's only scientific if I'm shot to death, right?"

Song Hui was speechless. Luck is very metaphysical. Zhang Ze is so lucky. What can he do?

Gritting his teeth, Song Hui said: "Okay, you are lucky, we will come again!"

He stared at Zhang Ze viciously, and said, "I don't believe it, your luck can continue to improve!"

"That might be true." Zhang Ze said with a smile on his face, "Sometimes, when luck comes, you can't stop it!"

The fourth round of the game, start!

"rock-paper-scissors!"

"Oh! I lost again." Zhang Ze looked at his cloth, then at Song Hui's scissors, with an expression of wanting to cry.

Lin Lin frowned, she thought it was strange that Zhang Ze lost four games in a row, but she couldn't find the reason.

Song Hui said with a gloomy expression, "This is the fourth time, I don't believe it, it's still empty!"

"Do you want to make a bet with me?" Zhang Ze tilted his head to look at him, and said, "I said there is still no bullet this time."

Click!

Facts have proved that Zhang Ze was right again this time, and still no bullets were fired from the gun.

Song Hui almost gritted his teeth!

"Why is this guy so lucky? There are no bullets four times in a row, could it be..."

Song Hui thought to himself: "What rules did he make? Every time it's his turn to pull the trigger, no bullets will be fired?"

Thinking of this, he suddenly became excited. If this is the case, then he only needs to change this rule, and Zhang Ze will be dead in the next round!

He immediately closed his eyes, used the creation technique, and changed the rules!

Lin Lin saw that Song Hui's face was beaming with joy and she closed her eyes. She suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly said to Zhang Ze: "Zhang Ze, he seems to have discovered your rules! What should I do?"

Zhang Ze was still relaxed, and said indifferently: "It's okay, let him change it!"

A few minutes later, Song Hui opened his eyes with a disappointed expression on his face.

He failed again, the creation technique fed back to him, and the modification of the rules failed.

"Why? Where is the problem?" Song Hui grabbed his hair with both hands, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Isn't Zhang Ze's rule [no bullets will be fired when he pulls the trigger]?"

Seeing Song Hui collapsed, Lin Lin knew that Song Hui had failed, and now she was even more curious, what rules did Zhang Ze make? Even the second-order creator **** can't change it?

"Young Master Song, I'll ask you one last time." Zhang Ze asked with a "for your sake" tone, "Do you want to admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat?" Song Hui clenched his fists tightly, and he roared loudly: "I will not lose to you!"

Zhang Ze shrugged: "Okay then, let's continue the game."

The fifth round of the game, start!

Lin Lin knew without guessing that Zhang Ze must have lost again.

Sure enough, Zhang Ze spread his hands and said helplessly, "I swear, I will never play rock-paper-scissors with others again."

Song Hui watched Zhang Ze pick up the pistol and pointed it at his temple, and heard him say, "It's still the same, this time there is no bullet."

Click!

Hearing this voice, Song Hui's body trembled involuntarily.

The probability of life and death is 50% each, and Zhang Ze was once again lucky to be on the side of life.

"Although the game lost five times in a row, the bullets failed to fire five times in a row... What kind of luck is this? What probability?"

Song Hui stared straight at the pistol he created. Now, the bullet is lying in the last hole, as long as the trigger is pulled, it will be fired.

"The last... loser will die!"

Song Hui suddenly raised his head, with a crazy expression on his face, and shouted: "Zhang Ze, let's play the last game!"

He can beat Zhang Ze five times in a row, and I believe he can win the last one too!

"To be honest, I'm really worried that you won't dare to play anymore." Zhang Ze said with a smile: "However, Feng Shui takes turns, I will definitely win you this time."

"rock-paper-scissors!"

The two reached out their hands at the same time, Lin Lin held her breath nervously, this was a battle of life and death!

"Haha, I finally won!"

Zhang Ze stroked the scissors and said, "Young Master Song, I have cut your cloth."

Song Hui looked at his five fingers with an extremely ugly expression, as if he had swallowed a cockroach alive.

Lin Lin was also very surprised: "Zhang Ze, you actually won! It's incredible!"

"Yeah, I can't believe it too." Zhang Ze said with a chuckle, "Young Master Song, I've accepted it."

Lin Lin looked at Song Hui and urged, "Hey! The surname Song, don't be dazed, hurry up and get the gun!"

Song Hui's movements were as stiff as a rusty robot. He picked up the pistol and slowly aimed it at his temple.

next moment.

He suddenly turned his gun and pointed it at Zhang Ze!

"Damn it! I want my father to commit suicide, it's a dream!"

Lin Lin's face changed drastically, and she shouted, "Song, you don't obey the rules!"

"Fuck the rules!"

Song Hui roared, like his father, he is also a sinister and shameless person.

If the rule is in his favor, he will fully defend it.

If it's unfavorable, sorry, it's bullshit!

Zhang Ze looked calm, and said calmly: "Song Shao, you want to kill me in my God's Domain? Do you think you can do it?"

Song Hui also sneered: "This gun was created by me, and it is not under your control. As long as I want to, I can kill you!"

As early as when he created this gun, Song Hui secretly manipulated it, and made a rule on the bullets-shooting will kill you.

Because Song Hui is a second-order **** of creation, the rules he created can have an effect on Zhang Ze.

This is also the reason why he must meet Zhang Ze. Only face to face can he attack Zhang Ze.

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Zhang Ze rested his chin on his right hand and said with a smile, "I said, there are actually no bullets in your gun."

"Hey, are you out of shock?" Song Hui sneered, "You saw it with your own eyes when I loaded the bullet."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense!" He pointed a gun at Zhang Ze's head, and ordered: "Disarm God's Domain immediately, quick!"

Zhang Ze was indifferent, shook his head and said: "I said, there is no bullet in your gun, if you want to kill me, just shoot."

"Damn it, you think I dare not?" Song Hui showed a hideous look on his face, killing Zhang Ze, although the God's Domain will collapse, but it is not a big problem for him, as long as he opens his own God's Domain, he will be safe.

"Zhang Ze, I have long disliked you. Since you want to die, I will help you!"

After all, Song Hui pulled the trigger!

Click!

There are no bullets!

Song Hui's eyes widened in shock. He didn't believe in evil, and pulled the trigger again and again.

Click! Click! Click!

Pull it more than ten times in a row, but still no bullets are fired.

He popped out the cartridge to check, and was surprised to find that it was empty.

This time, Song Hui was completely dumbfounded.

"How is it possible? There is obviously a bullet in my pistol, why is it missing!"

He looked at Zhang Ze and asked doubtfully, "Could it be that you made the bullet disappear? You are only a first-order **** of creation, how can you change the things I created?"

Zhang Ze snatched the pistol, looked at it casually, and said, "I haven't changed anything. Everything here is under the control of my rules, including this gun and you."

"I don't understand..." Song Hui looked blank.

Lin Lin also shook her head: "I don't understand either."

"Okay~www.readwn.com~ Let me explain and let you understand."

Zhang Ze said slowly: "First of all, before the game started, I said: 'You will definitely beat me.' So, I lost to you every game."

Song Hui immediately realized: "Could it be that what you said is the rule?"

Lin Lin also stared wide-eyed: "Sure enough, you made the rules yourself. Let me just say, how could someone lose five games in a row?"

Zhang Ze continued: "Before I picked up the pistol and pulled the trigger, I said again: 'There is no bullet this time'..."

Although he only spoke half of what he said, Song Hui and Lin Lin both understood what he meant.

"So, no bullets came out of the gun..." Song Hui's body was trembling, and he murmured: "I foolishly thought that it was your luck, but in fact, everything is the rules you made that are taking effect."

Lin Lin interrupted and asked, "So, Zhang Ze, you made two rules in the game just now, namely [Song Hui will definitely win you] and [No bullets], right?"