Take The Red Rose

"This guy really played death revolver with Red Rose!"

"What the heck, I don't dare to play with one bullet, this guy actually dares to play with five bullets."

The men who belittled Frank just now all widened their eyes.

His face was shocked, as if he had seen a ghost .

After all, that's five bullets!

If luck doesn't favor him, his life is about to come to an end!

Even if you let those who have always been lucky to play, who would dare to play?

If nothing else, this courage alone is enough for them to look up.

"Will this shot go off?"

Holding the revolver, Frank didn't pull the trigger, just asked.

Red Rose frowned slightly and shook her head, "I don't know."

It's just that Frank didn't ask her.

Attention was not on her either.

Revolver: "I can feel it, there's a bullet stuck in my throat, this gun should go off, for a woman, you're not worth it, brother!"

First bullet: "I can't see anything, it's so dark."

Second bullet: "I can see the barrel, right at your head."

...

Hearing this, Frank's heart already understood.

If this gun is pulled, it will definitely ring!

Nor was he stupid enough to commit suicide.

Frank smiled and put the revolver back on the table.

"Roll the wheel again."

"Roller again?" Red Rose frowned.

This revolver is new, the internal structure of the firearm is tightly wrapped.

It is absolutely impossible to have a gap to see the bullet inside.

Could this man be afraid?

Confused, she took the gun from Frank.

This is likely to be the last game the other party will play in her life, and she naturally wants to meet his requirements.

"This time, please don't let the bullet roll into your barrel."

Frank spoke again softly.

"Oh, Who can guarantee it?"

Red Rose smiled disdainfully.

With a swipe, who knows if the trigger will be pulled and the bullet will not be shot.

"I'm not talking to you, I'm talking with the revolver in your hand."

Frank smiled and explained.

"Oh, can you still speak with this gun?" Red Rose was surprised.

This opponent is indeed a lunatic.

But it's normal. If she wasn't a lunatic, how could she play such a crazy death game with her.

"Brother, it is very difficult for me not to roll the bullet to the muzzle, I can only do my best, after all, it is also difficult for me to control it."

The revolver replied slightly complaining.

And Red Rose re-tickled the revolver.

After scrolling for a while, she was held down and stopped.

"Here, if you're scared, get out of here, don't waste your time."

The red rose glared at Frank fiercely, an indescribable sense of temptation hidden in her eyes.

The revolver was then handed over to Frank.

Frank took the pistol and pointed it at his head again.

His finger rested lightly on the trigger.

Revolver: "Brother, you can rest easy this time, a proper empty gun!"

"Thanks."

Frank smiled lightly, then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The red rose suddenly widened her eyes, and her pupils shrank slightly.

It actually shot!

The result is that he was killed in an instant, or he was safe and sound, everything will only happen between lightning and flint!

However, with a five-in-six chance, as long as it's not an explosion of luck, it's basically a dead word!

"Crack!"

A soft metal crash sounded.

This shot is an empty shot!

"This guy, won!"

A group of other men who were paying attention to this side stared at them instantly.

Five bullets! A full five bullets!

This guy actually has the guts to play.

"I won."

Frank put the revolver on the table, and then his eyes fell on Red Rose.

Without a trace of concealment in her eyes, she seemed to be looking at her completely.

Hong Rose blushed a little, and then returned to normal, "I really didn't expect that, you would dare to shoot."

Saying that, she stood up.

Just sitting, so Frank can't really see it.

Now when I stand up, I realize that this woman is really tall, stepping on beautiful silver high-heeled shoes, and wearing a red dress to set off her temperament.

However, this red rose with thorns is not something that everyone can touch.