Chapter 20 Imprisoned Love 20
Jian Yu suddenly appeared on the second floor: "You can't catch me."

When Zhao Zichen saw it, he rushed up immediately.

However, after rushing up, Jian Yu disappeared before his eyes again.

"I said it, you can't catch me." Jian Yu suddenly appeared behind Zhao Zichen: "Didn't you find that there is something wrong with me?"

These words finally reminded Zhao Zichen.

Shen You'er is a rather weak woman with no strength value at all, but the woman in front of her has a high strength value, and there are so many weird things.

Did Zhao Zichen really not notice it at all?
Zhao Zichen said with a pale face: "You are my Yu'er, I don't care what you become, I want you!"

They are all paranoid like this, and there is no cure, that's all!

Go straight to the last step!

Jian Yu said: "What if I say I'm not? The real Shen You'er has already been killed by you?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Zichen was suddenly furious!
Jian Yu walked to the center very calmly.

Suddenly a gun appeared in her hand. She opened the magazine and took out the six bullets inside one by one. The bullets fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Jian Yu said softly: "Let's play a game and find out who this bullet belongs to, shall we?"

"If it belongs to you, I will shoot you without mercy."

"If it's mine, you can put this bullet in my chest, or anywhere else."

Zhao Zichen clenched his fists: "If it belongs to you, I will break your leg and bring you back, so that you will never be able to leave me!"

Jian Yu smiled lightly, and pulled the trigger on Zhao Zichen without hesitation: "Miss!"

Then the gun was thrown in front of Zhao Zichen.

"Do you want me to die that much?" Zhao Zichen said disappointedly, because the shot just now was aimed at his forehead, and if he hit it, he would definitely die.

"You can also choose to point the gun at my heart." Jian Yu said without hesitation.

"I don't think I will!" Zhao Zichen pointed the gun at Jian Yu's thigh.This grab is still empty gun!Zhao Zichen threw the gun over without hesitation.

Jian Yu smiled lightly, still aimed at Zhao Zichen's head, but it was empty.

The gun returned to Zhao Zichen's hand again.

It's been three shots now.

The probability of one-sixth has risen to one-third.

Zhao Zichen fired a shot, but it was still empty.

Now the probability has risen to half again, first it is with Jian Yu, if Jian Yu gets the solid bullet, she will definitely kill Zhao Zichen directly.

Zhao Zichen didn't throw the gun to Jian Yu immediately after the buckle.

"Why, are you scared?" Jian Yu raised her eyebrows and said, "If you're scared, you can choose to shoot the remaining two shots at me."

The voice fell.

The gun flew over immediately.

But Jian Yu didn't catch it!

It was Wen Xinyue who got the gun. Now she is all in tatters and her hair is messed up. She looks like an old woman, very embarrassed, but her eyes are burning with hatred. In pain, he pointed the gun directly at Jian Yu: "Bitch, go to hell!"

"boom!"

This gun is live ammunition, and it is the only live ammunition in this gun.

However, this bullet did not hit Jian Yu's body.

On the contrary, Jian Yu watched the scene in front of her with great interest.

(End of this chapter)

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