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For an ordinary stalker, as long as he has a physical appearance after awakening, his body's recovery speed and physical strength will be enhanced. Ordinary gunshot wounds are not too serious for a high-ranking physical stalker, as long as he is supplemented with drugs With the treatment methods of some subterraneans, it can usually be cured in three to five days.

Of course, if there is a healing mystery like "Qihuang", it will be faster, and it will be cured in half a day.

But these situations are all based on the fact that the gunshot wound only hits an ordinary part. If it hits an important organ, such as the heart or brain, the treatment will be much troublesome, and it will even take a long time to save it. return.

Because it is much more difficult to repair important organs than muscles and bones, and the nerves and blood vessels inside are intricate and numerous. Even a magical mystical appearance like "Qihuang" is extremely difficult to heal.

On Chaoyinggang, Bai Shaoping was able to use three stages of "Qihuang" supplemented with Zinan Yuquan water to heal Zhuyuetong's chest penetrating wound, firstly because the heart was not damaged.

The second reason is that Zhuyuetong was injured for a very short time at that time, and he was treated almost immediately after being injured. For all injuries, the sooner they are treated, the better the effect.

The third is because Zhuyuetong has a six-stage physique, and the recovery speed of his body is already different from ordinary people.

But Zhu Han is going to shoot at the temple now, if he gets hit, his head will explode!

The danger in this is no joke!

Sun Wanjing couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and said to Bai Shaoping: "Ping, this is too dangerous, let me come? How can I say that I am also a sixth-dan."

"Put it down, your sixth stage is not an enhanced physical fitness, but a sense of smell, which is not much better than mine. If I lose the bet, only you can save me, understand?"

After saying this, Bai Shaoping stared at Sun Wanjing with burning eyes.

Sun Wanjing's eyes, Qiushui's bright eyes, and her pupils cut water, are slightly teary at this moment.

Zhu Yuetong also stood up, took a step forward, and said in a strong tone: "Bai Shaoping, this is my father's business. There is no reason for you to take this risk. If you want to come, I will come, and I am also a sixth-dan."

But Zhu Han stopped him aloud: "Hey, Ms. Zhu, the rules of gambling, those who are on the stage, can't bet for the second time, otherwise I will let Ah Wan three times in a row, how many times can you win?"

Zhu Yuetong ignored Zhu Han, and pulled Bai Shaoping's arm to go out.

"Go, stop gambling!"

In order to save her father's illness, she could cut off her little finger because of a chance to enter the door.

You can also break your own limbs in order to win.

You can even turn a blind eye to the charge of illegal possession of firearms, you know, she is the jealous Zhu Yuetong!

But if she wanted to risk someone else's life, then she couldn't do it.

But Bai Shaoping shook off her hand, pulled her behind him, turned around, and said with a helpless smile: "Don't be so impulsive, you act like I'm doomed."

Sun Wanjing also pulled Zhuyuetong back, but Zhuyuetong was still reluctant and said eagerly: "Sister Jing, don't stop me!"

"Listen to me, Yuetong, I'm here, and I won't let him have trouble."

The firm tone made Zhuyuetong calm down a little.

"Sister Jing, are you really sure?"

Sun Wanjing smiled and said: "Of course, if President Zhu loses, I will try my best to rescue him as soon as possible."

Zhu Han also smiled and nodded, of course he knew that Sun Wanjing was not caring about him, but cursing him for losing.

What Zhu Yuetong asked was, if Bai Shaoping really lost and shot himself in the head, would Sun Wanjing be sure she could save him.

Hearing Sun Wanjing's affirmative answer, Zhu Yuetong calmed down a little.

But what Zhu Yuetong didn't know was that Sun Wanjing's palms were already sweating.

Sweaty palms are a sign of a guilty conscience. In fact, she has no idea. The brain is the most complicated part of the human body. Whether Qihuang can be cured or not is hard for her to say. She can only comfort herself silently.

If it is the moment of shooting, immediately urge "Qihuang" to treat with all your strength, it should be ok, if not, add benevolence needles, in short, you can't let Ping have an accident!

"Are there any questions? If not, let's get started!"

Zhu Han's urging words came from the side.

Bai Shaoping walked across to Zhu Han, and stood opposite each other across a mahjong table. On the table was a revolver that had just been shot.

"Let's get started, President Zhu."

"Okay, I am the host and you are the guest, so I will come first."

After speaking, turn the wheel of the left wheel again, and then stop.

This is also the advantage of picking the bet, because if you can use the body shape, with the accuracy of hand strength, you can completely control the magazine when you rotate the magazine so that the magazine that holds the bullet is facing the barrel. , both of them are white men, so they definitely can't be that precise.

Zhu Han turned the revolver to his temple, looked at Bai Shaoping with a smile, and pulled the trigger.

click!

Empty, the magazine goes to the next compartment.

During the whole shooting process, Bai Shaoping noticed that the expression on Zhu Hanlian's face did not change at all.

I thought to myself: As expected of a veteran, in front of such a gambling situation, my mentality has not been affected at all, and my aura has not even been disturbed.

These young people are still a little tender.

"Luck seems to be good, it's your turn, Brother Bai."

After speaking, he handed the revolver to Bai Shaoping. Bai Shaoping took the revolver and pointed it at his temple.

Sun Wanjing, who was behind her, grabbed Zhu Yuetong's hand firmly, while Xilou turned her head, not daring to look at it, but couldn't help it, quietly squinting one eye to take a peek.

Bai Shaoping was a little afraid, and this fear was entirely out of a normal human being's fear of his own life.

Damn, I'm not married yet, and during the dozen or so seconds of hesitation in my dessert shop, Bai Shaoping thought a lot.

After holding his breath for a moment, Bai Shaoping finally pulled the trigger.

click!

Still empty guns!

call!Bai Shaoping and the three behind him all let out a long breath.

Then Bai Shaoping smiled and said: "President Zhu, it seems that you are not the only one who is lucky."

After speaking, he handed the revolver back.

Zhu Han took the pistol and praised: "You have courage!"

click!

As soon as the words were finished, Zhu Han fired the gun directly!

The decisiveness of the shot made Bai Shaoping unable to react, and his heart trembled!

Fuck!How ruthless!

Some things are about to end before you have time to be happy.

I just fired the gun after so long of ideological struggle, and now it's good, I'm not happy yet, and I'm about to start suffering again.

This is also Zhu Han’s experience in playing roulette. First of all, he overwhelms the opponent in terms of momentum. You have just finished shooting, and you are not given a chance to breathe and adjust your mentality, but immediately put pressure on you. If you are psychologically weak, I’m afraid the second shot I dare not open it.

Bai Shaoping had no choice but to take it again. This was already the fourth shot, and he actually became more nervous as he went to the back, because the probability of being shot was getting higher and higher.

He raised the revolver and faced his temples, and then there was another ten-second ideological struggle.

Damn, I'm not married yet, my dessert shop is fine

Xilou behind him opened his small hands to cover his eyes, but still peeked through his fingers curiously.

Sun Wanjing was still holding Zhuyuetong's hand tightly, leaning forward slightly, always ready to rush up and push Qihuang when she heard the gunshot.

But Sun Wanjing didn't notice that Zhu Yuetong on the side looked at Bai Shaoping with emotion and tenderness in his eyes.

click!

Still empty guns!

Xilou jumped up excitedly!

Sun Wanjing and Zhu Yuetong also smiled at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Shaoping's breathing was a little messy, but fortunately, the fourth shot was still empty, so the next shot was very important. If Zhu Han got shot, then Bai Shaoping would win.

If Zhu Han still fired empty shots, it would mean that Bai Shaoping lost.

Moreover, even if the fifth shot was empty, Bai Shaoping still had to fire the sixth shot! ! !

Bai Shaoping handed over the pistol, and Zhu Han took it. This time, he did not rush to shoot, but held it in his hand, hanging by his side, and smiled at Bai Shaoping.

"Brother Bai is proficient in the art of Yang Yuan, I wonder if you can help me and you to see, who of us will suffer from bloody disaster today?"

Bai Shaoping also smiled, and said: "President Zhu was joking. There are three types of people in the Taoist sect that are not counted, they are not counted as peers, they are not counted as themselves, and they are not counted as dead people. However, President Zhu's rank is too high and his life is too expensive. However, there is a sentence for President Zhu, fate is always counting and getting thinner, it is better to work hard than fortune-telling."

"Hahahahaha, it's better to work hard than fortune-telling! No matter what the outcome of today is, Brother Bai, you friend, I'm committed!"

After speaking, Zhu Han raised his hand to his temple and pulled the trigger!

silence

The expected gunshots did not appear!

Zhu Han sneered and looked at Bai Shaoping.

click!

Still empty guns! ! !

Zhuyuetong and Sun Wanjing who were behind them all had expressions of grief and determination on their faces.

This means that when they lost, not only could they not borrow lapis lazuli, but Bai Shaoping had to shoot himself in the temple knowing that there was a bullet. To a certain extent, this was no different from suicide.

Xilou was paralyzed on the ground with half of his body, his mouth was pursed, he was very wronged, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Bai Shaoping was somewhat upset.

Fuck!Is he really the last shot?so unlucky?Zhu Han's life is so tough!

Bai Shaoping turned around to Zhuyuetong and the other three, and said calmly: "Look at you, it's not like that, the unknown is the only fear. Now that you know the result, it's easy. You'll have to rescue me later, cheer up." Ok?"

Xilou sobbed and said, "Brother Wu Ping, pull it down, what's wrong with your legs?"

Sure enough, Bai Shaoping realized that his legs were trembling uncontrollably.

But what should come will always come. Turning around, he smiled wryly at Zhu Han and said, "Can you not face the temples, but the center of the eyebrows? I heard that if you open the temples, the eyeballs will pop out. It's not a good look."

Zhu Han handed the revolver to Bai Shaoping, and said with a smile, "It's up to you."

After finishing speaking, he sat on the sofa at the back, lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, somewhat like Versailles.

Sun Wanjing had already taken the elixir in her hands, Zhu Yuetong had already taken out a bottle of purple Nanyu spring water, and Xilou could no longer hold back her tears, and began to sob in fear.

Bai Shaoping took the revolver, held the gun in both hands, pointed the muzzle between his eyebrows, and swallowed.

Pulled the trigger!