The prisoner stared at Xiao Jingsan fiercely, with flames in his eyes almost bursting out.
"It just so happens that today I met someone I have always admired. To celebrate, let's play a game." Xiao Jingsan pointed to the revolver on the ground: "Come on, pick up this pistol and shoot me."
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
The prisoner didn't understand why Xiao Jingsan said that, but he knew that this was a rare opportunity. He immediately arched his bloody body, desperately tried to grab the revolver, held it between his arms, and pointed the muzzle at Xiao Jingsan.
Xiao Jingsan kept looking at him with a smile.
The prisoner's fingers had been cut off, revealing his white bones. He endured the severe pain and used his bones to pull the trigger of the revolver with a "click".
Blank bullet.
The prisoner was stunned and wanted to fire the gun a second time, but Xiao Jingsan immediately snatched the gun away.
"It's my turn." Xiao Jingsan fired at the prisoner, making onomatopoeia: "Bang."
With a "click".
Still a blank.
"Okay, it's your turn." Xiao Jingsan smiled and stuffed the pistol back into the prisoner's hand, his voice full of anticipation.
Su Mingan was standing aside and suddenly understood what Xiao Jingsan was doing.
…Russian roulette.
There are six magazines in the pistol, five of which are empty and one is loaded with bullets. The two sides take turns shooting, and whoever gets the bullet randomly will die. Su Mingan still underestimated Xiao Jingsan's madness. He didn't expect that Xiao Jingsan would gamble his life with a prisoner on a whim.
“Click.” “Click.”
The next two shots were both blanks. When the pistol came into the prisoner's hand for the last time, he held the pistol, his whole body trembling.
One in two chances, one in two chances...
Now there is an empty magazine and a bullet magazine in the pistol. With a 1 in 2 chance, it can kill Xiao Jingsan...
Please, please, in order to avenge my comrades, to kill the former vice-chairman of the Church who brought disaster to the world, this bullet must...
The prisoner gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.
“Click.”
Under the tense gaze of the crowd, the prisoner pulled the trigger, but there was only an empty sound.
Blank bullet.
The prisoner's face turned pale in an instant. He laughed miserably a few times, as if he was mocking his own luck, and also as if he was mocking the world. Why did luck stand on the side of the villain?
Why.
Xiao Jingsan snatched the pistol and pointed it at the prisoner.
"Well, I'll admit defeat. I'm sorry that you're unlucky." Xiao Jingsan smiled cheerfully under the mask, his finger on the trigger: "Goodbye."
The prisoner faced the gun and said coldly:
"You will fall into the Netherworld and suffer the corrosion of your soul."
"You will be devoured by the scarlet python, and you will never be resurrected in your next life."
"You will be cut down by the angel of judgment and fall into the deep sea and be buried forever."
"The gods will not redeem your soul, and you will die without a burial place."
The captives' words came from the scriptures of the old days, which Su Mingan had never read. But he could tell that they must be extremely vicious curses.
Xiao Jingsan's expression under the mask seemed to become ferocious for a moment, as if he had been poked in a painful spot. He pulled the trigger, and with a "bang", the bullet shot out.
“Crash!”
White tentacles suddenly grew out, blocking the prisoner.
Su Mingan has already mastered these tentacles. They are not very powerful, but they are convenient and grow very quickly. He can make them extend and retract quickly.
"You want to save him?" Xiao Jingsan said.
"Xiao Ying, since..." Su Mingan wanted to speak, but suddenly heard a muffled sound.
…The prisoner suddenly fell to the ground.
The prisoner's eyelids opened and closed slightly, as if revealing his gratitude to Su Mingan, and then his last bit of life disappeared.
He had already been tortured to the point of death by the interrogation, and when Su Ming'an blocked the bullet for him, his last breath dissipated.
"Thank you, thank you..." He looked at Su Ming'an with red eyes, his voice was torn and weak. He supported himself and moved closer to Su Ming'an, then whispered in a very small voice:
"Alliance leader... the password here is 7326. It contains... "
After the last sound faded away, the room was silent.
Su Mingan stared blankly at the blood-covered corpse on the ground.
——He suddenly understood how much it would cost to resist an era. Even a prisoner could be a sentry buried by Su Wensheng in advance, who could tell him the password to touch the stone wall.
"First Dream Patrolman, what did this prisoner whisper to you?" Xiao Jingsan approached him.
"He said." Su Mingan paused for a moment, staring at Xiao Jingsan's dark eyes under the mask: "You will go to hell sooner or later."
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