Technology changes the life of cultivators

Zhuo Ling'er didn't want to talk nonsense with this black-haired gorilla: "Are you sick? You have been entangled here for a long time, and you have found a new seat!"

The big black-haired guy didn't want to pay attention to a sick little girl with a sallow complexion. He bent down and stared at Ye Jianling, forcing Handsome Ye to release his spiritual defense shield.

It's really the saliva sprayed by this guy and the stench from his mouth, it's so disgusting!

"Boy, are you still a man?"

"You know whether I'm a man or not," Ye Jianling wanted to see what tricks these two long-haired things could play.

"Tell me, how do you bet?"

"boom!"

The big black-haired man's elbow, which was comparable to the thigh of an ordinary person, slammed heavily on the table, and raised his furry palm provocatively.

"Fuck me, I just turn around and leave without saying a word, this is a bet!"

Five red fire-type fairy crystals were patted on the table.

It was lively now, and dozens of people who were waiting for dinner rushed up.

"Fuck! It's a big bet? Five fairy crystals?"

"Boy, break him, the fairy crystal that wins him wants him!"

"Hahaha! Yes, yes, this black hair is very sexy!"

……

Ye Jianling has goosebumps all over his body, don't you think it's a big deal to watch the excitement?
With such a body of hair, who of you likes to take it home and use it yourself!

Why did I want to wrestle your wrists with you? This kind of gambling is too low-level and too childish!

I touched your hairy hand, and I am not interested in eating anymore.

"Hehe, it's boring to play this, how about we play bigger?"

Ye Jianling turned his wrist, and a silver-gray revolver appeared in his hand.He smiled meaningfully, and his smile became more and more weird.

"Boy, what do you mean? Who are you kidding with children's toys?"

The big black-haired man looked down on this little thing as big as a palm at all, he laughed and asked,

"Did you beat someone to death with that thing?"

"is it?"

With the blessing of Ye Jianling's spiritual energy, the pistol flashed with colorful light.

He turned the gun and pulled the trigger towards the table.

"boom!"

There was a bang, gunshots, and smoke.

Everyone was shocked to find that a black hole the size of a finger had been pierced into the corner of the iron pear wood table, which even a demigod's cultivation level could not break.

"Crash!"

With a flick of Ye Jianling's wrist, the reel spread out, and four yellow bullets were taken out by him, leaving one in the magazine.He turned around so that everyone around could see clearly!

With a light "pop", the wheel resets and makes a pleasant mechanical sound.

"It's called a gun, not a gadget! There's only one bullet in it, and it can be fired six times in a row. Let's take turns! Don't defend, you must face this place!"

Ye Jianling's smile was very cold, and his neat white teeth were indescribably cold.

Because, his muzzle was facing his right temple.

"Let's bet our lives!"

"Wow!"

The crowd nearly exploded.

Isn't this kid too cruel?
Everyone knows that the bullet can penetrate the thick iron pear wood, so its power is naturally not much weaker than the attack power of Tianxian's initial stage.

However, you are required not to turn on the defense, the temple is one of the most vulnerable places in the human body, if you are hit by that bullet, you will definitely die!

Sweat profusely protruded from the top of the big black-haired man's head, and it was hard for him to get off now.

"Gamble? Or not to bet?"

bet?That is to fight with one's life!
One shot per person, after three shots, one will die!
If you don't gamble, you are really unwilling.

I was scared by a little boy today, how will I behave in the future?

In the tribe, cowards will be looked down upon by others, don't even think about raising your head for the rest of your life!

Could it be?This kid is bluffing to scare me deliberately?
Ye Jianling sneered, I have a mind-to-heart connection with this gun, bullets can appear and disappear at will.

Even if you fire a hundred shots, don't even think about killing me, brother!
"Brother Hei, are you betting or not? Are you still a man?"

To repeat the exact words, the face of the black-haired man turned into a liver color.

"Bet! The gun is yours, you come first!"

Just come, Ye Jianling pretended to take a deep breath, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

"No, brother Jianling!"

Ye Ling'er didn't know that Ye Jianling couldn't be killed, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she rushed over to snatch the gun.

"Snapped!"

A soft sound!
The trigger was pulled, but there was no loud bang!

Ye Jianling suddenly opened his eyes, full of surprises after the catastrophe.

"Ling'er, brother, I'm still alive, hahahaha!"

However, Ye Jianling's expression became extremely smug, and he pushed the revolver in front of the big black-haired man.

"Brother, I should die! Big black, it's your turn!"

The big black-haired man looked at the little yellow-haired man as if begging for help, but that guy spread his arms out, expressing that he was helpless.

This is what you have to bet on, you can't let my brother take your place, right?

A few big men in leather armor watching the excitement stood behind Hei Mao intentionally or unintentionally, preventing him from escaping.

Tribal men respect warriors the most, but Ye Jianling did it!
But you black hair has no reason not to shoot, it's not fair!

The big black-haired man was about to have a diarrhea collapse, he picked up the gun tremblingly, and it took him a long time to aim it at his temple!

Ye Jianling lay down on the table with a half-smile: "You pull the trigger with your finger, what are you doing with your finger outside? Pull it!"

"shot!"

"shot!"

"shot!"

The people around were standing or sitting, stomping their heels and patting the table to boo.

In the ears of the big black-haired man, these noises were howling ghosts.

He simply didn't have the courage to stick his finger into the trigger ring, let alone pull the trigger!
He was afraid that he would accidentally go off fire!

How to do?what do I do?
Lao Tzu is in his prime, so he can't just die in such a muddled way for the sake of emotional conflict.

Although the chance is half and half, who the hell is willing to bet on the uncertain half?
This is not an arm wrestling, it's nothing if you lose!

This is a gamble!

The big black-haired man's mind was spinning, and he was sweating profusely!

"Snapped!"

He slapped the silver revolver on the table, as if he had been fished out of the water.

"I... I admit defeat! I pay!"

The guy took the storage ring off his finger and threw it on the table.

"There are 93 low-grade fairy crystals and some miscellaneous items inside, you look at it and take it away! I admit defeat and beg for mercy!"

"Cut! It's boring!"

"coward!"

"Shame!"

The melon-eaters were talking about it, and they were extremely disappointed. A good show just started and then it was over?

What if the two agreed to fire six shots together?
But the big black-haired man resigned himself to it, he didn't care what these people said at all.

Damn, it's not a big deal to watch the excitement.Do you have the guts to try shooting yourself in the temple?
Ye Jianling took a look at the storage ring, low-grade, bad review!
After taking out 93 colorful fairy crystals, he doesn't like the rest of the sundries.

Or his poor ghost, what did you do in the first place?Are you poor?

Throwing the ring back with disgust on his face, Ye Jianling snorted coldly.

"roll!"