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"I'll go first." He smiled slightly, and in front of Feng Chengling, put a bullet in, loaded it, turned the clip, and pushed the gun to his temple, "Then I'll be rude? "

It seemed that they were not fighting for their lives, but were discussing who should drink first.

Feng Chengling stared at him quietly: "Please."

Xiao Han smiled lightly as if nothing had happened, but when he pulled the trigger, a bead of sweat still quietly secreted from his forehead.

Muffled. [

"Yan Wang doesn't dare to ask me yet." Xiao Han shrugged and threw the gun in front of Feng Chengling, "It's your turn."

Feng Chengling also grabbed the gun, put it against his temple, and pulled the trigger without saying a word.

It was also muffled.

Feng Chengling handed over the mobile phone, Xiao Han took it, staring at him with smiling eyes: "It seems that you are really not afraid of death?"

Feng Chengling didn't speak, and looked at him calmly with dark and empty eyes, ready to rush to death at any time.

"For a while, I always thought that you had grown up and turned into a remarkable man, which is really impressive." Xiao Han squinted at him, and suddenly changed his tone, "But now it seems"

"..."

"What problem can death solve?" Xiao Han asked.

"..."

"Is it relief, or escape?"

"Relief." Feng Chengling tensed his jaw, and slowly spit out these two words.

"Since you can be sure that no one in this world can love Kewei more than you, what will happen to Kewei if you die?" While speaking, Xiao Han held the gun against his temple, and a few more drops of sweat slid down, " If it were me, I would never die, and I would try my best to save my life. Only when I live can she be happy."

In the evening, Xiao Han could hear the conversation between Feng Chengling and Lin Kewei clearly.

Because the Duke has set up trackers and eavesdroppers everywhere in this castle.

As soon as the words fell, there was another muffled sound.

Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief, and returned the gun to Feng Chengling.

Feng Chengling held the gun, this time, he didn't shoot directly, but looked at Xiao Han with a strange expression: "Then why do you want to play this life and death game with me?"

"Because I want to take away your most important thing from you."