City Marshal

"To die, or to live?"

Perhaps it is because the manor has been established for too long, so even if it only rained for half a day, the storage room has an indescribable musty smell, coupled with the dim light, it is quite like the scene of Hitler hiding in the basement at the end of his life, but at this moment the storage room There is no last Yinggeyanwu.

On the contrary, there is also a kind of cold Xiaosha!

Chu Tian sat on a chair with a cigarette between his fingers. Opposite the misty smoke was a frog who had cleaned his wound. After putting on clean clothes, he was no longer in the twilight embarrassment and misery. But there was an unconcealable hatred in his eyes.

He seemed to want to destroy everyone, so when he heard Chutian's question, he became furious again, and rushed towards Chutian regardless of the two iron chains on his feet. Roaring like crazy: "If you have the ability, kill me, kill me!"

"Screaming like a shrew really puts me off."

Chu Tian revealed a touch of sarcasm: "Are you really so afraid of death?"

"you"

The frog stopped yelling instantly, and the corners of its mouth were bleeding from bites.

Die or die!

The blood on the frog's face faded and he became calm. He suddenly realized that since he had fallen into Chutian's hands, he had to accept the reality. Even if he died, he had to die like a man. Standing straighter, waiting for death to come.

"Come on, kill me"

The frog bit his lip, facing the blurred light on his face, he had a kind of transparent consciousness. Next to him, Nameless Nie raised his hand and raised his gun. It was a .[-] revolver that he found somewhere. It landed on the frog's head, as if it was about to shoot at any time.

"I can give you a way out."

Chu Tian lightly blew on the cigarette butt, and smiled calmly: "With this way of life, you will have the opportunity to take revenge. Kill me, the steward, and the three kings. Although you and I have already resolved our grievances, but You are so loyal to your dead companions, which makes me appreciate you."

The frog raised his head, his eyes were as firm as ever: "Don't try to persuade me to do things for you, and don't even try to dig things out of my mouth." The corner of his mouth curled up with a touch of contempt and ridicule, as if thinking of the bloody plot on TV, asking him to The seller seeks glory or kills to survive.

Chu Tian pondered for a while, and then said in a high voice: "I won't ask you to do these things, I just give you a chance to live."

The frog was slightly taken aback, and looked at Chutian subconsciously, wondering what chance he would give him, his pupils that had begun to slacken suddenly became more lively, he was not afraid of death, but at this moment he wanted to live well, He wants to avenge the death of his three companions.

That is the brother who gets along day and night and the lover of dreams.

At this time, Chu Tian lightly waved his finger. Accompanied by this movement, Nameless Nie withdrew his hand holding the gun. Then, with a shake, the revolver magazine holding the frog's head was thrown out. Nameless Nie held it down with his finger. For one, the barrel was raised, and the other five bullets slid from the magazine.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the golden bullet fell to the ground with a "jingle" sound, and then the magazine returned to its place. Around the finger, the whole magazine started to spin like a windmill, and the frog and the big circle brothers all understood. , which is to make the frog play Russian Roulette.

That is the game of death!

Chu Tian looked into the frog's eyes, and said seriously: "Frog, originally you are Bai Zhifan's confidant, that is, my enemy. Even if I don't think about myself, I still have to think about Fu Steward's safety. I really appreciate your friendship, so I am willing to give you a chance."

Although the death of the three partners cannot be separated from Chutian, Chutian continued to show appreciation for the frog, which made the frog less hostile to Chutian subconsciously. People are always so strange. He showed a certainty to himself,

Heart, will be close to him.

The frog narrowed his eyes and stared at Chutian, his eyes softened a lot, but he still didn't speak. Chutian leaned on the chair and said, "You also saw that there is still a bullet in this revolver, but this bullet is now in the What position, I am afraid only God knows."

"Whether you can survive or not depends on your own luck."

The corners of Chu Tian's mouth were slightly raised, like a cat teasing a mouse under its claws, Qinghan's eyes were emotionless: "Remember, it was five shots. If you are fine after five shots, I will spare you Once, and I will send you back to the white paper fan immediately, but you must not play tricks."

Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, and the frog suffocated for a while.

Six to one chance of survival, this probability is too low.

Chu Tian flicked the soot in his hands, and added meaningfully: "If you don't have the guts, you can also kneel down and ask Steward Fu to spare your life. If Steward Fu thinks that your crime is not worthy of death, I will not go against his will." Meaning, Frog, now, choose for yourself!"

The frog stood there, and his face showed obvious traces of ideological struggle: choosing the death roulette wheel has a one-in-six chance of survival, and choosing to beg Fu Butler, the chance of survival can be great or small, and he must have chosen the latter But thinking of those four empty guns gave birth to chills.

Butler Fu couldn't tolerate him anymore, just as he wanted Butler Fu to die.

After a while, the frog took the revolver from Nameless Nie's hand with a stiff and slow movement, and placed it on his head. He glanced around with nostalgic and desperate eyes, as if he wanted to engrave all of this in his mind Li-like, then suddenly closed his eyes and roared.

His facial features were distorted, and his fingers pulled the trigger hard.

Everyone held their breath, and even the wind that was blowing seemed to stop flowing.

"Da~~da da~~"

Following the three soft beeps, the frog was still standing there safe and sound, but his face was snow white, the expected headshot scene did not appear, the face of Brother Daquan couldn't help tense, Chu Tian took a big puff of cigarette, and there was nothing wrong with it. He shouted emotionally: "Hurry up! There are two more shots."

Brother Daquan hadn't let go of that breath, and then his nerves tensed up again.

The frog's hands were shaking violently as if they were swinging. The three shots just now seemed to have used up all his strength and courage. He felt that he had clearly reincarnated once in hell, and he still had two more shots. There are two guns, why are there two guns?

Aren't you no longer afraid of life and death?Why be afraid now?

It is precisely because of the possibility of survival that death becomes terrifying. This selective process is truly a torture that is more cruel than any torture!The frog suddenly yelled loudly, there was a kind of hysterical madness in his voice, and then he shook his head continuously.

"Dada~~"

There were two more soft beeps.

No sound!The gun didn't go off!Five shots in a row, the frog is still alive and intact, with its head still on its neck. Although there is strict discipline, the big circle of dragon cousins ​​standing still can't help but exclaim in unison: This kid, really The ancestral grave is smoking~~

"Not dead! Not dead! I'm not dead"

The frog collapsed on the ground, and the revolver fell out, his eyes were glazed over with disbelief. It took him a long time to believe this fact, his throat retched, his muscles began to relax, and he sweated. It was like rain, and then he burst into laughter: "I, he is not dead!"

"Come here! Let cousin He Sheng send him to the white paper fan."

Chu Tian casually gave orders to Nameless Nie, and then he walked up to the frog, bent down and stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, with a smile on his face: "This fate is hard to come by, it seems that God really loves you , go back, and tell the white paper fan by the way, the doom has come."

The frog didn't respond to Chutian, but laughed with tears in his eyes.

After he was dragged out by Brother Daquan, Nameless Nie picked up the revolver again, and with a touch of his finger, the last bullet was ejected. There was indeed a bullet in the magazine of the revolver, but it was a The bullet that fires the primer is also the bullet that keeps the frog alive.

"Young commander, let him go back, why bother?"

Nameless Nie's eyes showed a hint of bewilderment: "They both went back alive, so what's the difference?"

"Of course it's different! The frog will think it's his luck to be alive."

Chu Tian patted his clothes and stood up, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "In this way, the white paper fan will not think that I let him go on purpose, and will also believe that the frog was not bought by me, and will even believe that Butler Fu really shot him. Get rid of three spies, instead of me setting up a trick to let Lao Fu kill people."

"How the frog survives is related to the future destination of Lao Fu."

He laughed: "What's more, the life you won by yourself will always be cherished."

When Chutian stepped into the UK and met the butler, this game meant that the curtain of dark waves was lifted. Now everything is under his control. In the stalemate situation, he needs a restless pawn Disturb the situation, and the frog is absolutely suitable.

At this moment, Chu Tian saw the turbulent future.

At this time, Butler Fu was lying on the wine table, with indescribable helplessness in his eyes.

There was also an imperceptible unease.

Outside, the rain was pouring hard and it was shady. "To die, or to live?"

Perhaps it is because the manor has been established for too long, so even if it only rained for half a day, the storage room has an indescribable musty smell, coupled with the dim light, it is quite like the scene of Hitler hiding in the basement at the end of his life, but at this moment the storage room There is no last Yinggeyanwu.

On the contrary, there is also a kind of cold Xiaosha!

Chu Tian sat on a chair with a cigarette between his fingers. Opposite the misty smoke was a frog who had cleaned his wound. After putting on clean clothes, he was no longer in the twilight embarrassment and misery. But there was an unconcealable hatred in his eyes.

He seemed to want to destroy everyone, so when he heard Chutian's question, he became furious again, and rushed towards Chutian regardless of the two iron chains on his feet. Roaring like crazy: "If you have the ability, kill me, kill me!"

"Screaming like a shrew really puts me off."

Chu Tian revealed a touch of sarcasm: "Are you really so afraid of death?"

"you"

The frog stopped yelling instantly, and the corners of its mouth were bleeding from bites.

Die or die!

The blood on the frog's face faded and he became calm. He suddenly realized that since he had fallen into Chutian's hands, he had to accept the reality. Even if he died, he had to die like a man. Standing straighter, waiting for death to come.

"Come on, kill me"

The frog bit his lip, facing the blurred light on his face, he had a kind of transparent consciousness. Next to him, Nameless Nie raised his hand and raised his gun. It was a .[-] revolver that he found somewhere. It landed on the frog's head, as if it was about to shoot at any time.

"I can give you a way out."

Chu Tian lightly blew on the cigarette butt, and smiled calmly: "With this way of life, you will have the opportunity to take revenge. Kill me, the steward, and the three kings. Although you and I have already resolved our grievances, but You are so loyal to your dead companions, which makes me appreciate you."

The frog raised his head, his eyes were as firm as ever: "Don't try to persuade me to do things for you, and don't even try to dig things out of my mouth." The corner of his mouth curled up with a touch of contempt and ridicule, as if thinking of the bloody plot on TV, asking him to The seller seeks glory or kills to survive.

Chu Tian pondered for a while, and then said in a high voice: "I won't ask you to do these things, I just give you a chance to live."

The frog was slightly taken aback, and looked at Chutian subconsciously, wondering what chance he would give him, his pupils that had begun to slacken suddenly became more lively, he was not afraid of death, but at this moment he wanted to live well, He wants to avenge the death of his three companions.

That is the brother who gets along day and night and the lover of dreams.

At this time, Chu Tian lightly waved his finger. Accompanied by this movement, Nameless Nie withdrew his hand holding the gun. Then, with a shake, the revolver magazine holding the frog's head was thrown out. Nameless Nie held it down with his finger. For one, the barrel was raised, and the other five bullets slid from the magazine.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the golden bullet fell to the ground with a "jingle" sound, and then the magazine returned to its place. Around the finger, the whole magazine started to spin like a windmill, and the frog and the big circle brothers all understood. , which is to make the frog play Russian Roulette.

That is the game of death!

Chu Tian looked into the frog's eyes, and said seriously: "Frog, originally you are Bai Zhifan's confidant, that is, my enemy. Even if I don't think about myself, I still have to think about Fu Steward's safety. I really appreciate your friendship, so I am willing to give you a chance."

Although the death of the three partners cannot be separated from Chutian, Chutian continued to show appreciation for the frog, which made the frog less hostile to Chutian subconsciously. People are always so strange. He showed a certainty to himself,

Heart, will be close to him.

The frog narrowed his eyes and stared at Chutian, his eyes softened a lot, but he still didn't speak. Chutian leaned on the chair and said, "You also saw that there is still a bullet in this revolver, but this bullet is now in the What position, I am afraid only God knows."

"Whether you can survive or not depends on your own luck."

The corners of Chu Tian's mouth were slightly raised, like a cat teasing a mouse under its claws, Qinghan's eyes were emotionless: "Remember, it was five shots. If you are fine after five shots, I will spare you Once, and I will send you back to the white paper fan immediately, but you must not play tricks."

Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, and the frog suffocated for a while.

Six to one chance of survival, this probability is too low.

Chu Tian flicked the soot in his hands, and added meaningfully: "If you don't have the guts, you can also kneel down and ask Steward Fu to spare your life. If Steward Fu thinks that your crime is not worthy of death, I will not go against his will." Meaning, Frog, now, choose for yourself!"

The frog stood there, and his face showed obvious traces of ideological struggle: choosing the death roulette wheel has a one-in-six chance of survival, and choosing to beg Fu Butler, the chance of survival can be great or small, and he must have chosen the latter But thinking of those four empty guns gave birth to chills.

Butler Fu couldn't tolerate him anymore, just as he wanted Butler Fu to die.

After a while, the frog took the revolver from Nameless Nie's hand with a stiff and slow movement, and placed it on his head. He glanced around with nostalgic and desperate eyes, as if he wanted to engrave all of this in his mind Li-like, then suddenly closed his eyes and roared.

His facial features were distorted, and his fingers pulled the trigger hard.

Everyone held their breath, and even the wind that was blowing seemed to stop flowing.

"Da~~da da~~"

Following the three soft beeps, the frog was still standing there safe and sound, but his face was snow white, the expected headshot scene did not appear, the face of Brother Daquan couldn't help tense, Chu Tian took a big puff of cigarette, and there was nothing wrong with it. He shouted emotionally: "Hurry up! There are two more shots."

Brother Daquan hadn't let go of that breath, and then his nerves tensed up again.

The frog's hands were shaking violently as if they were swinging. The three shots just now seemed to have used up all his strength and courage. He felt that he had clearly reincarnated once in hell, and he still had two more shots. There are two guns, why are there two guns?

Aren't you no longer afraid of life and death?Why be afraid now?

It is precisely because of the possibility of survival that death becomes terrifying. This selective process is truly a torture that is more cruel than any torture!The frog suddenly yelled loudly, there was a kind of hysterical madness in his voice, and then he shook his head continuously.

"Dada~~"

There were two more soft beeps.

No sound!The gun didn't go off!Five shots in a row, the frog is still alive and intact, with its head still on its neck. Although there is strict discipline, the big circle of dragon cousins ​​standing still can't help but exclaim in unison: This kid, really The ancestral grave is smoking~~

"Not dead! Not dead! I'm not dead"

The frog collapsed on the ground, and the revolver fell out, his eyes were glazed over with disbelief. It took him a long time to believe this fact, his throat retched, his muscles began to relax, and he sweated. It was like rain, and then he burst into laughter: "I, he is not dead!"

"Come here! Let cousin He Sheng send him to the white paper fan."

Chu Tian casually gave orders to Nameless Nie, and then he walked up to the frog, bent down and stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, with a smile on his face: "This fate is hard to come by, it seems that God really loves you , go back, and tell the white paper fan by the way, the doom has come."

The frog didn't respond to Chutian, but laughed with tears in his eyes.

After he was dragged out by Brother Daquan, Nameless Nie picked up the revolver again, and with a touch of his finger, the last bullet was ejected. There was indeed a bullet in the magazine of the revolver, but it was a The bullet that fires the primer is also the bullet that keeps the frog alive.

"Young commander, let him go back, why bother?"

Nameless Nie's eyes showed a hint of bewilderment: "They both went back alive, so what's the difference?"

"Of course it's different! The frog will think it's his luck to be alive."

Chu Tian patted his clothes and stood up, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "In this way, the white paper fan will not think that I let him go on purpose, and will also believe that the frog was not bought by me, and will even believe that Butler Fu really shot him. Get rid of three spies, instead of me setting up a trick to let Lao Fu kill people."

"How the frog survives is related to the future destination of Lao Fu."

He laughed: "What's more, the life you won by yourself will always be cherished."

When Chutian stepped into the UK and met the butler, this game meant that the curtain of dark waves was lifted. Now everything is under his control. In the stalemate situation, he needs a restless pawn Disturb the situation, and the frog is absolutely suitable.

At this moment, Chu Tian saw the turbulent future.

At this time, Butler Fu was lying on the wine table, with indescribable helplessness in his eyes.

There was also an imperceptible unease.

Outside, the rain was pouring hard and it was shady.