After the scandal, please get the certificate

Chapter 283
Curly knelt in the front row and said, "Sister."

"Who do you call me big sister? I'm as beautiful as a flower and you actually dare to call me big sister?" Lin Qingyan scolded sharply.

Curly quickly changed his words, "It's not Big Sister, it's not Big Sister, it's Auntie."

"Auntie, are you feeling better?"

Lin Qingyan shook her head innocently and said, "No, why don't you sing me a song, and I'll see if I can feel better."

Curly looked embarrassed, "Auntie, are you sure you want me to sing, Auntie, I think you don't want me to sing, I'm afraid I will scare you, Auntie."

"If that's the case, let's sing." Lin Qingyan stepped on the sofa with her arms naturally resting on her raised legs.

Curly coughed lightly, cleared his throat and sang "My love is like a tide."

Curly only sang one line, but the second line hasn't been sung yet. Lin Qingyan covered her ears and said irritably, "Others ask for money for singing, but you are dying for singing."

"Auntie said yes," Curly echoed.

Lin Qingyan chuckled, opened the barrel to check how many bullets were left, and directly unloaded the five extra bullets, leaving only one bullet and said to everyone, "Why don't we play a game."

"What game does my aunt want to play?" the white man asked first.

Lin Qingyan rested her chin with one hand and said, "Ordinary games don't seem to be very interesting. Why don't we gamble for our lives, and whoever wins I will let you go. I calculated that your chances are still very high."

Everyone was hanging around outside, so why didn't they understand what Lin Qingyan meant by betting their lives.

Everyone has only half the odds.

Maybe you can survive, or you will go to see Hades in the next second.

Lin Qingyan pressed the motor plate on her forehead with her right hand, and under the eyes of everyone, she only heard a creak, but no bullet came out.

"It's empty." Lin Qingyan spread her hands innocently, glanced around the kneeling crowd, and casually threw the gun at the white man's feet.

"it's your turn."

The white man looked at the gun in front of him and shivered nervously, his fingers trembling in mid-air, but he never touched the gun.

Curly stretched out his hand and slapped the white man directly on the back of the head, "Hurry up, my aunt gave it to you."

The white man touched the gun hesitantly, pressed the gun to his forehead tremblingly, and never pulled the trigger.

Lin Qingyan shook her head irritably, "It's boring."

Lin Qingyan yawned and looked at the bomb in her hand.

The white man pulled the trigger in his hand, but it was still empty and without bullets.

The white man sat on the ground like a deflated ball.

Lin Qingyan said, "pass it on."

The white man was so frightened by Curly's one-eyed look that he threw the gun to the people behind him.

I don't know how many people the gun passed to, but I heard a loud bang and a young man was directly shot and died on the ground.

After the man who had already climbed to the fourth floor heard a loud noise, he was stunned and instinctively quickened his pace. Even the white man and the rigid man looked at each other, eyes full of worry.

When the man climbed up to the tenth floor, he saw a group of people kneeling at Lin Qingyan's feet.

A certain woman who was hunted mad and worried to death was sitting there like a queen.

For some reason, the man breathed a sigh of relief.

The dull man's expressionless face, seeing the girl sitting there alive, unexpectedly burst into an imperceptible crack.

After Bai Bai was worried, the corner of his mouth raised an arc, and he just said, is this the elf?
How could the elves be subdued casually.

The man coughed lightly and said in a difficult tone, "It's very comfortable, everyone is worshiping.

　PS: The update time will be slightly revised tomorrow, which will be early morning, noon, and evening update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)