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Chapter 80 The Flower Soul Comes
First shot, empty.

Huo Qiu didn't give up, and turned his gun again, and pointed it at Qi Xingyan. Qi Xingyan raised his brows and said indifferently: "This second shot, I bet it's still empty, do you believe it?"

What he said was arrogant enough, but only Yi Zhantong knew that, as special forces, they could hear the subtle sound of empty revolver and live ammunition very clearly, and their discrimination was much stronger than that of ordinary trained killers.

What's more, she moved her hands and feet slightly when checking the revolver...

Sure enough, the second shot was still empty.

The people who were pressing Huo Qiu around all turned to Qi Xingyan's side.

This man is not easy!
Can you hear the empty gun and the real gun so clearly?
This kind of unruffled attitude is amazing. You know, with Russian roulette, you are betting on your own life!
When it was Qi Xingyan's turn to roll the dice, he casually threw it on the table, as long as a 4 came out this time, there was no doubt that Huo Qiu would end the bet with death.

But if it is three, Huo Qiu is not dead yet, there is no doubt that he will die.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring at the numbers on the dice, he turned slower and slower, like a girl dancing on a music box, just turning around, people can feel the blood and death The oppression and fear brought about made his heart rise to his throat, and he became tense along with Huo Qiu inexplicably.

The dice finally landed, as he expected, on "4".

Undoubtedly, Qi Xingyan won, and Yi Zhantong took all the chips in the past, and quickly exchanged them for cash.

Qi Xingyan glanced at it, then lightly picked up the gun, his long and narrow black eyes wandered attentively to look at the gun-shaped appearance, the corners of his lips curled up, and suddenly touched Huo Qiu's forehead.As soon as the cold gun touched his skin, Huo Qiu was like a frightened bird, with a grim expression on his face, and stepped back, "Brother, let's talk, shall we?"

"No."

Qi Xingyan was stubborn, his brows were cold.

The man was tall and tall, and the man holding the gun was very domineering, and there was a faint sense of awe in his eyebrows.

The rare silence in the air, as if the god of death has descended, oppressive, dull, vague, with a touch of cruel and bloody taste.

"Come on, take him down!"

Huo Qiu was playing a rogue, the eight security guards instantly drew their guns and aimed at the two of them.

"Boss Huo, you don't want to live anymore, do you?"

Yi Zhantong slightly curled her lips, and her casual tone was a bit scary, like a knife resting on her neck, she moved her wrist, and there was a slight sound of bones.

"Boss Huo, if you kill "Black Jack", be careful that Hua Hun will chase you from all over the world. What's more, there is no guarantee, she is right there!"

Seeing the customers around who wanted to leave but failed, they said anxiously.

The people around me echoed again and again.

As soon as the words were finished, a chip came quickly and directly bent Huo Qiu's knee with a smear of blood. He staggered, and Qi Xingyan took advantage of the opportunity to fire a shot.

Empty gun!

But it scared the people around him enough, Huo Qiu even sat down on the ground, sweating profusely from fright.

I don't know who saw that chip and kept pointing: "Flower Soul, Flower Soul, Flower Soul is here!!!"

The bright red "1" written in blood on the chip is the special symbol of Huahun.

She is the most arrogant killer on the road. After the mission, she is not afraid of others coming to her door. A "1" marked with blood is her signature.

However, what Huahun kills are only hateful and slain people, and what they ask for is only unjust and illegal wealth.

(End of this chapter)