Chapter 12: Mere skin trauma
"What riddles are you playing?"
Ke Jianghao lowered his raised hands, with a confused expression on his face: "The natives don't mean us, right?"
Although he is full of curiosity, under the current situation, no one can answer his questions.
Zheng~
The sword blade lightly stroked the frame of the cashier.
Lu Bai held the Eight-sided Han Sword and walked toward the crowd holding the gun with a smile.
Paired with his unhurried pace, it didn't look like he was going to kill someone, but more like he had just finished eating and was taking a walk to digest food.
Dazhong Lian didn't detect much deterrence from Lu Bai's demeanor, but he felt vaguely uneasy, as if something terrible would happen if he fired.
Then he took half a step back from his heart and said quickly: "I personally do not recommend the use of violence."
Lu Bai tilted his head slightly and said nothing.
"What I mean is, why don't we play a game to avoid hurting innocent people." Dazhong raised his chin in the direction of Ke Jianghao and others.
Lu Bai could naturally hear the subtext in the public face's words.
"To be honest, I don't think it will be useful for you to threaten me with them, but..."
Halfway through the words, the smile in his eyes became a little more kind: "I just want to know a little more about you, tell me, what game?"
Hearing this, Dazhong grinned, raised the hand holding the gun slightly to indicate that he had no attack, and then slowly walked to a position about one meter in front of Lu Bai and stood there.
Click!
The shell gun was photographed on the cash register beside the two of them: "I wonder how much you know about Russian roulette?"
Of course Lu Bai had heard of this famous gambling game.
"Put a bullet in the magazine, take turns pulling the trigger on your own head, and hold on until you win in the end..."
He glanced at the shell gun on the cash register, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with a slight hesitation: "But this thing of yours is not a revolver."
"Haha, you don't have to doubt my mental state. You can check the information about this gun first."
Dazhong pushed the shell gun in the direction of Lu Bai with confidence, as if he was not worried that Lu Bai would change his face after getting the gun.
Lu Bai reached out and touched the shell gun, and a series of information immediately appeared in front of his retina.
[A certain double eagle's gun (silver): unlimited bullets, no need to change the magazine, but every time it is used, there is a certain probability that there will be no bullets in the gun. 】
"this……"
After reading the description of this shell gun, Lu Bai was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to evaluate it.
Frankly speaking, this thing violates the laws of the material world in a sense, but why does it have such a crotch-stretching effect?
"How about it? Have some fun?" Dazhong rubbed his hands on his face.
Lu Bai took the shell gun in his hand and played with it, adjusted his mood, and said as plainly as possible: "I can see that each of you has special skills. Since this gun is yours, what is his ability?"
The big man at the door, who looked like a bodybuilder, frowned: "This has nothing to do with the game you want to play."
Lu Bai sighed and pointed the gun at the strong man as if he was showing off.
After not deliberately controlling it, a bright smile appeared on his face again: "I did not agree to play, and I am threatening you. You'd better understand my current actions as an interrogation."
"You dare to trick me." Dazhong's face looked a little ugly, but he was still calm.
"Don't be so ambiguous. You obviously planned to shoot from the beginning."
Lu Bai waved his hand: "The reason why I held back, well... probably because I wasn't sure what my abilities were yet, so just to be on the safe side, I let me play the so-called roulette with you instead.
Plus you dare to hand the gun over to me. If nothing else happens, that person’s ability is probably to control the probability of not having bullets, right? Manipulating luck or something? "
Click~
Pulled the trigger casually, and sure enough, no bullet was ejected from the muzzle.
"It makes sense." Lu Bai nodded and put the shell gun into his pocket, with no intention of returning it.
He had no intention of following the opponent's settings at all, so it was a surprise to be able to easily get the shell gun.
He no longer doubts Dazhong Lian's mental state. Now he is only worried about this guy's IQ.
In the final analysis, even if the other party has the ability to disable the shell gun in his own hands, it will not cause him any loss. On the contrary, the other party will lose a weapon with unlimited bullets.
"It seems that the talks have collapsed...Brother Niu." The public shrugged helplessly, turned around and shouted to the strong man.
The strong man known as Brother Niu silently took out a police pistol from his arms and pointed the gun at Lu Bai expressionlessly.
At the same time, Dazhonglian also took out a police pistol from his trouser pocket. It seemed that he got it in the same police station.
"Now you can bet whether there's something in my gun..."
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, Dazhonglian decisively pulled the trigger. It was obvious that his previous words were just to distract Lu Bai.
Following two crisp gunshots, curls of green smoke floated from the muzzle.
"ah!!!"
A series of screams echoed in the store.
Ke Jianghao's muscles tensed up and he quickly dragged Ke Jiangni to hide behind the shelves.
In front of something like a gun, he can only say that he is asking for blessings.
There was no other way. The teachers and students who escaped from the campus might not understand what Lu Bai and the others meant, but they definitely knew what shooting meant.
Originally, I could calmly look at the situation, but after the gunfire, it was not easy to calm down again.
For example, Zheng Xiaoming sat down on the ground with weak legs, his mind went blank, and he couldn't stop trembling.
After Wu Ya screamed, she unconsciously hid behind the shelf.
He kept mumbling: "Classmate Lu... Lu Bai was shot..."
Because her back was turned to them, she was not sure where Lu Bai was shot.
The only thing that was certain was that after the gunshot, a splash of blood was seen on Lu Bai's body.
"Calm down, calm down! Don't forget Lu Bai's super powers before." Ke Jianghao felt a headache after hearing this and quickly comforted him.
other side.
"Hiss~"
Lu Bai gasped in pain, covered his wound, and stumbled back two steps: "No wonder villains die from talking too much."
He could still laugh at himself because he felt like nothing was wrong with him.
He was indeed wary of shooting in public's face, but he didn't expect Brother Niu to be so ungrateful.
Barely avoiding a shot aimed at his head from the public face, Brother Niu had no choice but to resist the shot.
Fortunately, police pistols are not known for their lethality, and Lu Bai's muscle tissue has been strengthened by the zombie virus.
Relying on [Super Speed Regeneration], I was able to take such a shot. To say that I was unscathed is an exaggeration——
It's a skin injury.
At most, the large pool of blood looks a bit scary.
The public face doesn't know this, after all, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you are not far from death.
So he walked over with confidence and put the muzzle of the gun on Lu Bai's head.
"You're quite capable. You can still dodge bullets."
(End of chapter)