Hong Kong Slices of the World As Salted Fish

　　Yang Zhen held the gun, and pretended to be happy.

　　"Haha, Mr. Chen, we meet again!"

　　Jiang Shanhe walked over with a big smile.

　　When he went upstairs just now, he had already seen the bodies of those killers.

　　A dozen people were actually killed.

　　Although there are four people on Ni Xiaoxian's side, and everyone has guns in their hands, Jiang Shanhe can clearly feel that most of the killers here should be killed by Ni Xiaoxian alone.

　　"Mr. Jiang, stay safe."

　　"Are you all okay? By the way, why didn't you see Yunyun!"

　　"I haven't seen Miss Jiang since the killer entered the hotel."

　　Jiang Shanhe's face sank.

　　"Damn it! The killer must have taken her as a hostage!"

　　Without further ado, Jiang Shanhe turned around and rushed into the elevator with his men, and Yang Zhen followed.

　　The main reason was that Ni Xiaoxian looked at him like a beam on his back.

　　Ni Xiao543 Xian and Lei Li looked at each other and went in together.

　　Big Dee and Mao Beer Snake followed suit with the box, who knew that there was no killer in the hotel.

　　Although Jiang Shanhe left a few men to protect them, they all felt that it was safer to follow Ni Xiaoxian.

　　On the way up, Jiang Shanhe asked Ni Xiaoxian if he knew the origin of these killers.

　　Yang Zhen, who was standing next to Ni Xiaoxianchao, glanced at him and sneered about the conflict with Yang Xing at the reception.

　　Jiang Shanhe turned his head suddenly, and waited for Yang Zhen with a bad look.

　　"So the killer was sent by Yang Xing?"

　　Yang Zhen was also decisive enough to raise his hand and slap him on the spot.

　　"Brother, this matter is my omission. After the reception, I warned Yang Xing not to mess around, but I didn't expect him to even listen to me. If this bastard hurts Miss Jiang, I will take it. Take your own life!"

　　Damn, another actor!

　　Yang Zhen's loyal appearance can deceive others, but he can't deceive Jiang Shanhe.

　　In fact, both of them knew it well, but as long as Yang Zhen didn't reveal the handle and let Jiang Shanhe catch him, Jiang Shanhe would have nothing to do with him.

　　The group got out of the elevator and rushed to Jiang Yunyun's room.

　　In the living room, two of Yang Xing's subordinates pointed guns at Jiang Yunyun, and one of them was the inner ghost who betrayed Jiang Shanhe.

　　Seeing Yang Xing sitting on the sofa pouring wine, Yang Zhen came forward with a heartbroken look.

　　"Yang Xing, what are you doing, hurry up and ask your people to let go of Miss Jiang!"

　　"Godfather, even if I let Jiang Yunyun go now and kneel on the ground and let Jiang Shanhe lick the soles of his shoes, will he let me go?"

　　Jiang Shanhe patted his chest and promised: "As long as you let Yunyun go, I can let you go this time!"

　　Yang Zhen urged: "Yang Xing, eldest brother has already spoken, why don't you let him go!"

　　"Hahaha!"

　　Yang Xing raised his head and laughed, and in the end tears were streaming down his face, so he could only wipe it with his hands.

　　"Godfather, of course I believe Jiang Shanhe's words, but I don't believe you! You taught me to do great things without having six relatives to recognize!"

　　"you……"

　　Jiang Shanhe took a step forward.

　　"Yang Xing, what are you trying to do!"

　　"It's simple."

　　Yang Xing took out a revolver from his arms and slapped it on the coffee table.

　　"Russian Roulette! I'll put a bullet in it, one shot at a time, and see who dies first!"

　　As the number one gambling tyrant in Southeast Asia, Jiang Shanhe has never been afraid of gambling.

　　"No problem, I bet you!"

　　Yang Xing sneered.

　　"Did I say I was going to bet with you?"

　　"What do you mean!"

　　Yang Xing ignored it and turned his eyes to Ni Xiaoxian and Mao Beer Snake who were standing in the crowd.

　　"Chen Xiaodao, didn't you say that I am not qualified to bet with you? Am I qualified now?"

　　"Okay, I'll bet with you (bebb)!"

　　"And you!"

　　Yang Xing looked at the beer snake that was shrinking into the crowd.

　　He's like a mad dog now, biting people when he catches them.

　　Mao Beer Snake didn't want to gamble at all, but the current situation was beyond his control.

　　Just then, a voice rang out beside him.

　　"I'll bet with you!"

　　"Lei Li?!"

　　Jiang Shanhe turned his head, his face full of disbelief.

　　Lei Li stepped out of the crowd.

　　"That's right, it's me, he's just a stand-in arranged by me."

　　Yang Xing's face sank.

　　"So you guys joined forces to play me at the reception!"

　　Ni Xiaoxian glared at him: "With so much nonsense, do you still gamble?"

　　"Bet, but I'm going to change the rules, and I'm going to add her too!"

　　Yang Xing pointed at Jiang Yunyun, who was being held hostage.

　　"Okay, then I'll add one more person!"

　　Ni Xiaoxian's eyes swept behind him, and finally fell on Yang Zhen next to Jiang Shanhe...

　　"Mr. Yang, didn't you just say that Miss Jiang has a hair loss, are you willing to pay for it with your life? Now is the opportunity."

　　Yang Zhen hated to death in his heart, but on the surface he could only pretend to be honored and stood up happily.

　　Jiang Shanhe followed and stood up.

　　"Since everyone is betting, then I will join in the fun, just enough for six people, Yang Xing, what do you think?"

　　"No problem! It happened that I poured six glasses of wine here. Whoever is unlucky can be regarded as someone's decapitation wine!"

　　Yang Xing picked up a cup by himself, raised his head and drank it.

　　One of the two men who held Jiang Yunyun hostage came over and helped Jiang Yunyun get a cup.

　　Yang Zhen came over and brought two cups, one for himself and one for Jiang Shanhe.

　　Lei Li took the last two cups and handed one to Ni Xiaoxian.

　　"Good luck!"

　　Seeing everyone raised their heads and drank all their glasses of wine, Yang Xing picked up the revolver, ejected five bullets from the magazine, and threw them on the ground.

　　After finishing, he picked up the gun, aimed at his temple and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

　　With a click, the barrel emptied.

　　The first shot was empty.

　　Immediately, Yang Xing aimed the gun at Jiang Yunyun and pulled the trigger again.

　　The second shot was still empty.

　　It was Yang Zhen's turn for the third shot. He glanced at Yang Xing hatefully, picked up the gun with trembling hands, and pressed it against his temple.

　　Close your eyes and pull the trigger.

　　A click, still an empty gun.

　　Before I had time to rejoice, the gun in his hand had been taken away by Jiang Shanhe.

　　The muzzle of the gun was on his temple, and Jiang Shanhe pulled the trigger without changing his color.

　　The fourth shot is still an empty shot.

　　The gun was handed to Lei Li, and Lei Li glanced at Ni Xiaoxian before hesitantly raised the gun.

　　If the shot didn't go off, it meant that Ni Xiaoxian would die next time.

　　Death by yourself or death of a friend?

　　This is an extraordinarily difficult choice. .

Chapter 189 The Mystery of Bullets (Everything Goes Well)

　　The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the temple, and Lei Li took a deep breath.

　　Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Ni Xiaoxian raised his hand and held him down.

　　"what are you doing?"

　　Yang Xing's eyes widened, ready to act at any time.

　　The two subordinates also pressed Jiang Yunyun with guns, their faces full of vigilance.

　　"There are two shots left. Either you die or I die. I am the most unlucky, and the last one has no choice, so can I fire this shot? At least I can decide whether to live or die!"