Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the boy's forehead.

It was an old-fashioned revolver.

A common prop in gangster movies of the last century, an antique passed down from grandfather to eldest son of the family. Just like the stubborn old guy, it is not very useful.

Johnson felt this way ever since he got this "toy".

Until he used this gun to kill the scum who once again beat his mother while drunk. At that moment, Johnson had a new understanding of the "toy" in his hand.

This is a weapon that can take someone's life in an instant; it is strength and courage.

He began doing similar dirty work for different employers.

Money always comes quickly and goes faster.

When he was executed, the prison guard said he was cold-blooded and insensitive, and that he deserved it, but he had already wet his pants out of fear.

He is a coward.

Because of fear, he pointed the gun at the porcelain doll he wanted to protect.

Johnson's hand holding the gun trembled imperceptibly, and he felt ashamed of his behavior. But if he didn't kill the infected person, he would have a mental breakdown because of the constant fear of being attacked.

There have never been any fearless heroes in this world.

At this moment, Johnson just wanted to live. Whoever stood in his way should die. Perhaps this cruel game was not suitable for such a pure and innocent boy.

It might not be a bad thing to send him to death early.

"Xiao, get out of the way! Don't push me."

The boy's thin body trembled like a new leaf on a branch in the wind, but he was stubborn and refused to move an inch. His dark eyes seemed to be able to speak, expressing rejection.

Johnson's eyes dimmed, he took two steps forward, and put the muzzle of the gun directly against the other man's forehead.

"No! Don't. Child, don't..."

Aunt Yun, who was sitting on the ground, gasped and tears kept falling. She anxiously pulled at her husband's sleeve, not knowing what to do.

The big guy in front of him was undoubtedly a ruthless character. Even if he really shot and killed someone, no one dared to say a word at this moment.

"Click..."

The thumb pulled the hammer, and it was like thunder in the silent operating room. The boy's head shook unconsciously along with the gun. Everyone knew that the bullet would penetrate his head with just a slight pull of the trigger.

Xiao Qianchuan's gaze passed over Johnson's shoulder, his eyes contained a pool of clear spring water, reflecting an ink dot, which became clearer and clearer as it got closer and closer.

Admiral Ling, dressed in a black military uniform, strode over, bringing up a gust of wind. His hand gripping the gun barrel was so strong that it almost broke Johnson's wrist.

Johnson covered his arm and glared at the person who came with a distorted face.

"Give me back my gun."

The weapon that was so intimidating just now was now spinning lightly in Admiral Ling's hand, like a crudely made children's toy.

"Ka-ka" the magazine rotated out, and the bullets fell to the ground. General Ling generously returned the gun.

"Put away your toy. Like you said, it could go off easily. Don't hurt yourself."

Admiral Ling stared at Sen with sharp eyes, and his last sentence was meaningful.

The obvious threat almost drove Johnson crazy, and he wished he could dig out those green eyeballs and stuff them into his throat.

But he happens to be a very important NPC.

This guy is the key to ending the game!

Staring at Xiao Qianchuan, Johnson hoped that this kid would have some sense and come over to admit his mistake. Then he could forgive this pretty little fool with overflowing love.

Johnson urged him with his eyes, but saw the boy hide behind General Ling, barely avoiding his sight.

General Ling was very satisfied with the boy's dependence on him. Beautiful things always arouse people's yearning, and the beautiful boy approached him without hesitation, which made him feel excited for the first time in a long time.

He was just trying to comfort the frightened kitten when he heard a woman's feeble cry from not far away.

"Don't kill the old woman yet. I'm hurt. Just give me her heart and I'll be fine."

These horrifying words coming out of Jiaojiao's cute little mouth made people's backs chill.

Uncle Feng's eyes widened, the wrinkles on his forehead were squeezed into dried plums, and his thoughts were completely revealed on his face.

Is this woman crazy?

Jiaojiao covered her abdomen and crawled towards General Ling with difficulty. A bloodstain was left on the ground, and everyone could see that a scalpel was stuck in the left side of her abdomen.

Jiaojiao looked at Qiangsen and Xiao Qianchuan with tears in her eyes, as if it was a matter of course.

"What's wrong with giving me her heart? Isn't that how Admiral Ling was rescued just now? After all, we are in this together."

Seeing that the two were deep in thought, Uncle Feng hugged his wife tightly and was really panicked at this moment.

"What on earth are you talking about?"

The stern-faced man at the side pressed his violently beating heart, frowned slightly, and tilted his head to look at the young man behind him.

"How was I saved?"