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Chapter 519: It's Your Turn

"This friend. Pen&Fun&Pavilion www.biquge.info||" Han Haoxuan's face was already extremely difficult to see, not to mention that today was his Han Haoxuan's birthday party, just to say that the face of their Han family was about to be lost today.

"You actually used a gun on my Han family's territory, is this a provocation to our Han family?"

"Tut-tut, I don't really have that idea. Qin Chao shrugged his shoulders, took out a cigarette in his left hand, put it to his mouth and lit it, and then said, "But you say yes." I heard that you, Young Master Han Haoxuan, have always been very bullish, bullying men and women, as if you are the underground king of Zhongchuan City. ”

"Since you know my strength, you still dare to come and provoke me?" Han Haoxuan stared at the man opposite, he really wanted to directly see through Qin Chao's sven-looking appearance and see what kind of idea he had inside.

"Your strength?" Qin Chao smiled, "I'm sorry, I really don't know what your strength is." No matter how powerful you are in black and white, you are nothing in front of me. ”

As he spoke, Qin Chao slowly raised his hand and pointed his gun at Han Haoxuan, "You say, right?"

Facing the muzzle of the black hole, Han Haoxuan's pupils shrank tightly. But in the end, it was the man who was secretly manipulating Nakagawa City, he was just nervous, but his face quickly calmed down again.

"If you kill me here, I can guarantee that you won't make it out of Nakagawa City alive. ”

"Look at what you said, how do you say it today, it's also your Han Shao's birthday, how can you mention such unpleasant things as fighting, killing, and killing. ”

Qin Chao didn't seem to be threatened by Han Haoxuan's words at all, but continued with a smile, "But since it's my birthday, I should prepare a gift." Dear Han Shao, I am a rough person, and I don't know what kind of gift to prepare. Well, I'll play a game with you, how about it. ”

Qin Chao said, put the pistol in his hand on a table next to him, and then turned it around, letting the muzzle of the gun rotate slightly.

The people next to him were frightened, and they swished back with white faces, for fear that the gun would suddenly go off and hit themselves.

Han Haoxuan was a smart man, and when he saw the revolver spinning around on the table, he couldn't help but blurt out.

"Russian turntable?"

Some of the rich people present are more or less aware of this famous gambling game.

"That's right, it's the Russian turntable. Qin Chao swaggered down on the chair and hooked his hand at Han Haoxuan, "I wonder if Young Master Han has the courage to play with me?"

"Qin Dynasty?"

Luo Qinglin was also taken aback, she didn't expect the Qin Dynasty to make such a big fuss. But Qin Chao just waved his hand at her, signaling her to feel at ease.

He must have had his own ideas.

The longer I have known the Qin Dynasty, the more blind trust I have in this boy. It seems that he is there, and there is no need to be afraid of the sky falling.

Luo Qinglin stopped talking and stood quietly behind Qin Chao, like a peaceful little wife.

Han Haoxuan's eyes rolled, this game is too gambling.

What is his identity, the son of the governor, the underground faucet of Zhongchuan City!

Let yourself gamble with this inexplicable man, damn, a fool will agree.

"What, doesn't Young Master Han dare?" Qin Chao's eyes were full of sarcasm, and his voice was also filled with disdain. "What, is Han Shao afraid that today's birthday party will suddenly turn into a funeral?"

Han Haoxuan suppressed his anger, and he gave Zhang Jiwei below a look.

The so-called Zhang Gongzi, when he saw this look, suddenly trembled. But soon, he trembled, mustered the last bit of courage, and said to the Qin Dynasty.

"I,!" he stiffened a little, as if he were a robot, and sat opposite the Qin Dynasty. At the same time, his face was a little distorted, and he spoke with a little trill.

"You, who do you think you are, you actually want to play with Han Shao! What is Han Shao, what kind of character, where would you care about such a thing. I, I, Zhang Jiwei, have opened up today, surrendered my identity, and will take a gamble with you! You, if you win me, you will be qualified to challenge Han Shao!"

"Yes, yes. Qin Chao didn't care, "Anyway, the two of you, whoever comes first to find death is the same." ”

As he spoke, he reached for the revolver, and with a flick of his wrist, the nest of bullets bounced out, and five golden bullets crackled out of it.

Only one remained, and as the Qin Dynasty threw the bullet nest back, it swirled in it.

Zhang Jiwei's small eyes followed the dripping and spinning nest, and there was a flurry.

This guy probably wanted to find the only bullet and where it went. It's a pity, the speed of the bullet nest is too fast, and it almost pulls out a silver afterimage, and that Jiwei's eyes are about to pop out, and he can't find the location of the bullet.

"Smack!"

Qin Chao finished the bullet and slapped the revolver on the table.

"Alright, let's get started. Qin Chao said, turning the pistol on the table. The muzzle of the gun moved slowly, and finally pointed at himself.

"I was lucky that the first shot was mine. ”

Qin Chao completely gave Zhang Jiwei a lesson, he picked up the revolver, put the muzzle of the gun on his temple, and then said with a smile, "Zhang Gongzi, you have to watch it, the next shot will be your turn." ”

After Qin Chao finished speaking, he didn't hesitate to pull the trigger.

"Smack!"

The firing pin made a hollow sound, and Zhang Jiwei swallowed a mouthful of saliva directly.

Holy, is this guy crazy?

He felt that this man called the Qin Dynasty seemed to be not afraid of death at all. Anyway, there's a 1 in 6 chance of blowing your head out.

Luo Qinglin was also secretly relieved.

She can see it now, the Qin Dynasty has really made arrangements. It is estimated that he already knows the location of the bullets in this gun.

It's just that if Zhang Jiwei really dies here, will he also be in some trouble?

But Luo Qinglin remembered that the Qin Dynasty said that he was a member of the seventh department. Later, Luo Yufeng also told himself that the seventh department is a department with a lot of power, and in this region of China, there is almost no existence that can compete with this department.

Because this department, which is directly accountable to the chairman, also has immunity from homicide.

Luo Qinglin was also very curious about what happened to Qin Chao during the period of time after graduation.

In just a few months, a graduate who can't even afford to live in a house has become a powerful existence that can take people's lives with a single move.

Although Luo Qinglin understood the pride of the Qin Dynasty, she also admitted that the conditions of the Qin Dynasty were indeed not very good. Otherwise, Yang Shanshan would not have followed Ling Tian's fat man in the end.

But the current Qin Dynasty is so strong that all women throb for it.

Even Han Xiaofan, standing aside, was impressed by the momentum of the Qin Dynasty.

This foreign beauty with feminist tendencies in her heart has begun to change her heart for this man.

This may not even be too aware of Han Xiaofan himself.

"Alright, it's your turn. ”

The Qin Dynasty didn't know what these two girls thought, what he wanted to do now was to be neutral in this upper society, so that everyone knew what kind of character he was in the Qin Dynasty.

In this way, he can successfully support Di Liu and them.

If you don't sweep Han Haoxuan's face, it will be difficult for Di Liu to develop in Zhongchuan City in the future.

"I, I ......"

Zhang Jiwei swallowed wildly.

He stared at the revolver that had been pushed down in front of him, and his heart pounded.

This pistol is not a toy...... It's a real gun! And, in it, hides a death bullet that can kill people. Qin Chao had already fired a shot just now, and he now had a one-in-five chance of being killed by a bullet......

One fifth...... This number, which usually seems very small, now sounds so terrifying!

The eyes of everyone in the hall followed the pistol.

"What, isn't Zhang Gongzi scared?"

Qin Chao held a cigarette and said with a smile, "That's right, is this human nature?" If you're afraid, you don't have to be reluctant, you can go down directly, and change your Han Shaolai. ”

"I, I ......"

Zhang Jiwei only said two words again.

Han Haoxuan, who was standing on the side, suddenly glared.

From Han Shao's eyes, Zhang Jiwei saw a murderous aura.

He shuddered.

If he continued to play with the Qin Dynasty, he still had a chance of surviving.

If you give up playing the game, not only will you die, but even your family will be angered by Young Master Han.

was forced to this part, so I could only fight.

Now the only thing Zhang Jiwei regrets is that in order to show off in front of Young Master Han, he actually became a leading bird!

Of course, he hated the Qin Dynasty even more. Damn, okay, what kind of Russian turntable game are you madman playing! Who dares to provoke Young Master Han on the bow of Zhongchuan City! Isn't that looking for death!

Zhang Jiwei gritted his teeth, picked up the revolver with trembling hands, and slowly pressed it to his temple.

Feeling the coldness of the muzzle, Zhang Jiwei felt a burst of urine under him.

God forbid, this shot must not have bullets...... I really don't want to die......

Zhang Jiwei prayed silently, and at the same time, with his fingers, which were about to lose all strength, hooked the trigger.

"Smack!"

The sound of a pin-hitting.

That Zhang Jiwei let out a long sigh of relief, feeling like he was really hanging on the gate of hell.

The so-called feeling of escaping death is nothing more than this.

He almost wanted to get on his knees and sing God's hymn out loud.

From then on, Zhang Jiwei planned to become a devout Christian and convert to God.

He put down his pistol and pushed it to the Qin Dynasty on the opposite side with some joy.

"I'm not dead, hehe, I'm not dead!

Qin Chao shrugged his shoulders and picked up the pistol very casually, this time in front of his forehead.

This time there is still a 1 in 4 chance, and the mortality rate is much higher.

But Qin Chao didn't seem to care at all, and before everyone could react, he hooked his fingers and pulled the trigger.

"Smack!"

There was a crashing sound in the air.

Luo Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief again, and even Han Xiaofan on the side, who didn't know why, let go of his heart to mention it.

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