Ember’s Gun

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“Death Turntable?”

Saab looked at the silver revolver. Only one of the six bullet slots was filled with bullets.

“You should know the rules of the game, right, you click, I click… In fact, I think this thing has always had a probability of only one in 20%. You either die or live.”

Lorenzo muttered, the revolver was placed in the middle of the table, facing the playing cards laid down by Saab, as if facing a magnificent army with thousands of men and horses.

“Actually, I don’t have to play with you.”

Saab suddenly shook the head. This is his Kingdom. He has an absolute advantage. Lorenzo is just a pawn and can be easily pinched to death.

“No, you have to.”

It was another gun. The wooden gun body was carved with delicate texture, and the silver part was carved with patterns, and a line of verse was written in it.

Eve looked at the gun almost in a dazed manner. She believed that there was not such a large space under her skirt to hide the gun, so where did Lorenzo get it?

But Lorenzo didn’t seem to intend to explain this. Dear Winchester pointed to Saab, so close as long as Lorenzo pulls the trigger, Saab’s head will explode in blood before his eyes.

“Is this your original idea?”

“Yes, I found you and put the gun on your head, but this is very risky. You are the boss of Green Shark. I’m not sure to get out alive, but you don’t want your business for such a long time to stop here, right? ?”

Lorenzo’s eyes were cold.

“So don’t let us waste time Saab, I won, tell me everything, if you win, I will leave.”

Saab’s expression gradually became cold, and it was not fun to have a gun pointed at his head on his own territory, but after a short pause, he smiled confidently again.

“No, not enough chips.”

“What about adding these?”

Lorenzo’s elbows are resting on the gaming table, with extraordinary confidence.

“Did you press your hands?”

His hands are ordinary, the black cuffs are lined with white shirts, and the scars of injuries can be seen on the slightly bare skin.

“The gambling table is full of chips.”

He replied.

Saab finally looked at the man in front of him this time. He was different from many people he met. He was strange like a pearl in the sand, with boiling blood under the black coat.

Without saying more, Saab knew that he had only entered the game, otherwise the man in front of him would definitely pull the trigger. He wouldn’t care if he could leave alive, he would definitely do so.

“I hate a persistent person like you.”

Picking up the revolver, Saab stared at the man in front of him, his finger was already on the trigger, he was waiting for his response, but there was no wave in his eyes under the brass mask, which reminded Saab of Northern Sea Territory, the sea there is always as calm as stagnant water, but the bone-chilling cooling when you touch it is more daunting than any storm.

“I have played this many times. The essence of this game is not luck, but just fear of death. If you are afraid, you will lose.”

Saab said and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. Cold sweat ran down the gap in the mask. Saab remained calm, and then placed the revolver in the center of the table.

“I know that this is a psychological battle. The winners will always be those who are determined and the madmen who are not afraid of death.”

Lorenzo took the revolver and put the gun on his head with almost no pause.

“What kind of person do you think you are? A determined person or a lunatic?” Saab asked.

“You will know.”

Pulling the trigger, it was an empty bullet slot, and Lorenzo dropped the gun to the center again.

Two shots had been fired at this moment, and the deadly bullet was hidden inside the next four times.

The atmosphere has become hot and dry at some point, and the music has become passionate, like the military music of war, pushing the heavy enthusiasm like a wave. Looking at the relief on the bullet nest, the ghosts and gods seem to come alive. Usually they fight each other and roar, and finally fall into ashes in the sky full of fire.

“You are very courageous.”

Saab applauded and raised the revolver again, but this time the revolver was heavier and he had to use his best to hold it, and at this moment Lorenzo’s voice faintly sounded.

“You know, all gamblers are outlaws. We rely on that fierceness and we can’t show any timidity. Once you show it… even when you have that trace of fear in your heart, you have already lost, like Swordsman, who is brandishing a sword, will cause his head to be cut off by the enemy even if he hesitates a little.”

“Do you think I am afraid?”

Saab felt angrily as if he was being laughed at. He tried to pull the trigger, but under that cold touch, no matter how hard he used the trigger, the trigger was completely motionless.

I should have been fearless, but in this brief moment countless emotions flooded my heart. Looking at the opposite side of the gaming table, Lorenzo’s gray-blue submergence was still cold, just like the familiar Northern Sea Territory.

There was an empty bullet slot again, and Saab finally pulled the trigger, but luckily the bullet was not in it.

“It’s your turn.”

He pretended to be calm.

There are 3 shots left. Even if there are no bullets in the next round according to the order, the last bullet in the third round will still be Lorenzo, and he will definitely die.

Slowly raising the gun, Lorenzo seemed to be aware of the problem, and he did not pull the trigger.

“Are you scared? It’s too late for you to stop now. I will take your hands, but you are still alive.”

Saab advised, as he said at the beginning, this is a psychological war. As long as he defeats the enemy’s heart, he will lose. He has already thought of Lorenzo giving up his dignity and begging for mercy, and his other hand is also supporting. He squeezed the gun under the table.

Outlaw is always crazy, and Saab has to prevent Lorenzo from firing instead of refusing to fulfill the bet.

Eve turned pale on the side, and took Lorenzo in his hand, hoping that this guy could stop this crazy behavior, and the probability of death would increase infinitely. She knew that one of the so-called 20% was just bullshit.

“Are you crazy?”

Lorenzo turned his head and looked at her. The girl is really beautiful, she deserves to be Phoenix’s Princess. Even the mask can’t hide her sparkle. This reminds Lorenzo of taking the steam tram to the edge of the city, where there is empty green Wild and blue sky, no steam tower or dark clouds, beautiful like heaven, comforting, so is the girl in front of me.

“Today is my lucky day, so it is today, and it will be the same after tonight.”

As he said, there was no begging for mercy, Lorenzo didn’t know when his face was crazy excited, that frantic feeling can feel that hideous even through the mask, that is the appearance of a gambler, desperately crazy.

Fiercely pinched the girl’s white cheek, Lorenzo looked towards Saab in front of him.

“You have lost.”

“I lost?”

Saab thought that Lorenzo would report Burlau’s name to intercede, but he didn’t think he would say such a word?

“Yeah. This is a psychological warfare, you said. But when you try to shake my mind, does it mean that you are not sure that you can win?”

Lorenzo said and pulled the trigger. It was empty.

That’s a weird feeling. The gambler can’t admit defeat, and he can’t even have ideas. When you admit defeat, it’s the time of death.

Saab suddenly felt a kind of shocking chill. This man has made all the preparations since he came here. This is a pure-willed person, by fair means or foul.

“Saab, I won.”

He issued a declaration of victory, pulled the trigger again, and the bullet nest violently rotated forward one space. The complex machinery intertwined with each other to create a faint spark, but in the end there was nothing. The dead bullet still stayed in the bullet slot. Fortunately Goddess did not give up on him.

This was a mortal game, but Lorenzo seemed to know where Dao Child was playing. He crossed the two empty slots and left the final death to Saab.

At the last chance, there was a bullet inside and the muzzle was pointed at Saab.

The bull’s mask is already full of cold sweat, and this damn game is under this person’s control from beginning to end. This is the reason why he chose this game. A determined person can’t win at all, and no one thought about it. Pull the trigger continuously, the madman may be the final winner of this game.

“Practice the bet, Saab.”

The gun was pointed at him, and Lorenzo didn’t even sweat. For this man, the edge of death was normal.

“Aren’t you afraid of me going back?”

Saab coldly said.

“As long as you are willing to give up your dignity, you can naturally regret it.”

This is the price, the dignity that varies from person to person, for some people can die for it, for some people it has never existed.

Saab is Viking. They still have nostalgia for the old faith even with the development of science and technology. Abandoning dignity can only make him permanently rejected by the Heroic Spirit Hall.

The 4 eyes are facing each other, like Swordsman holding the hilt of the sword, they meet in a narrow way, and only one side can leave alive.

Eve looked at the bull’s mask. Big drops of sweat dripped from the edge of the mask, like blood, dyeing the tablecloth dark. It was a very difficult decision. Dignity should tell Lorenzo everything.

“Damn!”

Saab yelled and drew the gun under the table, but Lorenzo was faster than him. The silver death knell was fixed on his head in the next second, but he was still hesitating. Once he pulled the trigger, he couldn’t get any information. He would still die here, but just then there was a faster sword passing by.

It was a vacant arm, holding a pistol that had not yet fired, blood splashed, staining the entire tabletop red, and Saab cut his throat before he even screamed with the sword blade.

He died, without making a sound from the beginning to the end, so he was killed by the ghost-like sword, leaning on the edge of the table and finally falling down, and then the man took his place and sat down. Opposite Lorenzo, the bloody stabbing sword was gently placed on the table, the edge of the blade cracked, and I don’t know how many people had been killed.

“Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, nice to meet you.”

The man’s face seemed to be squashed and distorted. It was deformed. With a penetrating smile, he picked up the mask on the corpse and put it on his face.

The bull’s mask was stained red with blood, and the scarlet blood spread along the carved texture. Under the soaking of blood, the mask seemed to come alive. Behind the mask, it seemed that the man-eating Demon was hidden.

“So… nice to meet you, Mr. Saab.”

Lorenzo stunned for a moment, the smile on his face increased and then said.

The air seemed to freeze, pressing like a cloud of lead in my heart.

The gambling game tonight is far from over.