Chapter: 2427
Zhen Long looked cold.
"Although I, Zhen Long, are not as skilled as others, and I'm a little short at chess, it doesn't mean I don't have dignity."
Ye Hao smiled: "Yang Qiang also said something similar, but he didn't kneel in the end."
Zhen Long knew that even if he had a gun, he couldn't do anything to Ye Hao. At this moment, he simply opened the safety of the revolver, pointed it at his temple, and said coldly, "You won't have the chance to torture me."
Seeing Zhen Long's appearance of a meat hob, Ye Hao smiled, and said lightly: "I believe that you, Mr. Zhen, are not afraid of death, and I also believe that torture will have no effect on you."
"But I know better that you are full of unwillingness."
Hearing these words, Zhen Long's eyelids twitched and his expression turned ugly.
As Ye Hao said, he was full of unwillingness.
He is one of the sixth sons of Modu, and he still has too much energy and too many hole cards to mobilize.
If he were to face Ye Hao head-on, he believed that with his arrangement, it would be obvious who would win the battle.
But today, he came for Wang Lingyue, and he didn't bring many people with him.
Moreover, many of his staff are now assigned to the Longmen Demon City branch. What he has to do today is to go all out to help Wang Huaqing win the position of branch president.
All this also led to the emptiness of the defense around him, coupled with the sudden appearance of Ye Hao, Jin Zhiyu failed to capture him, which made Zhen Long flustered for a while.
Because these coincidences came together and lost to Ye Hao, Zhen Long was full of unwillingness at this time. "I know your dissatisfaction, so I can give you a chance to come back."
As soon as Ye Hao stretched out his hand, he directly snatched the revolver from Zhen Long's hand, and then he took out five of them face to face, only the last one was left with a slight twist along his fingers, and then buckled the safety again.
Zhen Long looked at this scene with a gloomy expression: "Ye Hao, what are you going to do?"
Ye Hao said lightly: "I have seen too many people like you."
"Although you lost, you are very unwilling."
"In your opinion, losing to me was a coincidence."
"If you were prepared, the person who died at this moment is me."
"So, for your psychology, I decided to give you a fair and just opportunity."
"I decided to play a simple death turntable game with you."
"One shot at a time, let's see who is lucky."
"I won, so you tell me the secrets of the islanders."
"You win, and you get back everything you've lost."
"Do you dare to play?"
Ye Hao shook the revolver in his hand, his expression indifferent.
After squinting at Ye Hao for a moment, Zhen Long took out his mobile phone, typed a string of words on it, then dropped the mobile phone on the co-pilot seat, and said coldly: "Okay, I will play with you if you want to play. "
"The secrets of the islanders are in my mobile phone."
"For the sake of sincerity, you come first with this shot." JrNovels.com