Prisoner's Dilemma

"Don't do it..." Han Shaojun's voice was almost choked with sobs.

Every finger was connected to his heart, and his heart was as bloody as these ten fingers.He gasped, as if breathing took all of his strength.

Jiang Chen looked at Han Shaojun like this, even though his hair was full of dust, his clothes were full of oil stains, and he lacked the usual elegance, but Jiang Chen just thought he was good-looking, more beautiful than ever, and he wanted to hold it in his hand like.

When he realized it, Jiang Chen tilted his body and stuck it to Han Shaojun's lips.

The soft lips touched, a little moist and a little bitter.

Han Shaojun froze for a moment, and subconsciously backed away.

"Shaojun, can you forgive me?" Jiang Chen whispered in his ear.

He didn't even know if he could leave this warehouse alive, or if someone would rush in and shoot at the next second. He only knew that the only thing he was asking for at this moment was Han Shaojun's forgiveness. As long as Han Shaojun could say a word, even immediately It's worth dying for.

Under his scorching gaze, Han Shaojun was at a loss.

Distressed, the shocking fingers pricked him. For a moment, he also wanted to let it go. He couldn't bear to see Jiang Chen crouching down and begging him again. Isn't it just to tolerate him again? He was used to it.

But he was so unwilling in his heart, why did he do all the bullying, and he had to forgive him if he said a few more words, if he didn't forgive him, he would be accused of being ruthless?Who was not born by his parents, who worked so hard to feed him, he should owe him what he deserves?

Han Shaojun leaned back again: "You are almost dead, and you still have the heart to think about these insignificant things."

Jiang Chen's eyes darkened.

This is not trivial!This is as important as life!It is because my life is about to die, so I think about it!

His heart was roaring, but he just moved his lips, unable to utter a word.

He still refuses to forgive me, even though we are about to die, he still holds grudges against me!Jiang Chen thought sadly.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, supported the wall to get up, resisted the pain in his fingertips, and used his cracked nails to grab the protruding nails.

His eyebrows were twisted and deformed, and his face was flushed purple. "Don't pick it, just take it as I beg you." Han Shaojun tugged on his trousers.

"It's fine." Jiang Chen said stubbornly.

The long-lost helplessness occupied Han Shaojun: "Are you forcing me? You don't want to be against a nail!"

Jiang Chen paused, then said in a deep voice, "Two different things."

"You sit down!"

"I can't promise to save you out! But I promise you will die behind me!"

The wooden board was already stained red by Jiang Chen's blood, and suddenly he felt that the nail was loose, hope was in front of him, Jiang Chen was overjoyed, he clenched his teeth, endured the pain, and pulled it out forcefully.

Boom!

The door was opened again, Jiang Chen squatted down quickly, clenched his fists.

After not seeing him for a day, Sun Han's appearance became more ferocious. He twisted the muscles on one side of his face, as if he was about to bite someone at any time.His mood was obviously more restless than in the morning, and his breathing was heavier than normal.

I don't know how his escape was arranged, he rushed over without saying a word and kicked Han Shaojun a few times, purely to vent his anger, after kicking Han Shaojun, he went to kick Jiang Chen again, kicking the two of them into a tangle group.

"Sun Han, you bastard! If you dare, shoot me directly!" Jiang Chen scolded.

"Want to die in a hurry? I'll do it for you! I'll do it for you!" Sun Han lifted Jiang Chen up and punched him a few more times.

Jiang Chen was beaten so hard by him, but he would rather Sun Han rush at him than trouble Han Shaojun.

After venting his anger, Sun Han threw Jiang Chen to the ground, and his mood eased a little.

Jiang Chen panted heavily, and didn't slow down for a long time, Han Shaojun's eyes were full of resentment.

Sun Han looked at the two of them as if looking at a pile of garbage, with a malicious smile on his face.

"Let's play a game." Sun Han had a sudden thought, and a vicious light shot out of his eyes.

He reached out to one of his men, who took out a gun from his waist and handed it to him.

Although Han Shaojun and Jiang Chen were not familiar with guns, they still recognized it as an antique pistol.

Sun Han held the gun in front of them as if showing off, opened the cylinder, poured out all the bullets, picked up another bullet and loaded it casually, slipped his thumb, the cylinder rotated quickly, and closed it with his hand bullet nest.

The dramatic movements were done slowly and deliberately, and Sun Han admired the changes in the expressions of the two. At that moment, he thought that he was God, controlling the life and death of others.

"Russian roulette, if you haven't played it before, you must have seen it." Sun Han smiled viciously, "Let's experience it, both of you."

Russian roulette, a life-gambling game, a bullet in a gun, one shot at oneself in the head in turn, the winner lives, and the loser loses his life.

"Come on." Sun Han threw the gun on the ground, his pupils constricted excitedly.He has been holding back in the warehouse for too long, and finally something can stimulate his emotions.

This is not something fun, Jiang Chen glanced at the gun, his heart beating loudly.

Cursing Sun Han for being crazy in his heart, he tried to delay time in his mind. "Are you okay, Sun Han, keeping us, isn't it better than killing us?" Jiang Chen stretched his tone, "Don't you want to run for your life? Where do you find high-quality hostages like the two of us? Are we afraid that we won’t be able to escape?”

"It makes sense, why didn't I think of it?" Sun Han said in a strange voice, took a pistol from one of his subordinates, and pushed it against Jiang Chen's head, "Why is the melon in your head so smart, I really want to cut it open to see what it is structure."

Jiang Chen didn't dare to move, and was pushed back and forth by him.

"But why do I need two hostages? It seems that only one hostage is enough, so who is better to keep?" Sun Han kicked Jiang Chen backwards, and said fiercely, "Stop being smart! Whatever you tell you to do, just do it." What are you doing! Don't talk nonsense to me!"

Han Shaojun moved towards the pistol, Jiang Chen hurriedly took a step ahead and held down the pistol in front of Han Shaojun.

"Wait!" Sun Han stepped on the sole of his foot with a gun in his hand.

Jiang Chen tilted his neck and gave him a sideways glance.

Sun Han crushed it viciously, and was satisfied to see Jiang Chen showing a painful expression: "Don't be so anxious, I haven't finished explaining the rules yet. It's too old-fashioned to shoot yourself in the head, why don't we change our tricks?" For something new, how about you shoot each other in the head?"

Jiang Chen's heart tightened, he didn't expect Sun Han to be so vicious.

Shooting at yourself, losing a bet is life, sending yourself to heaven, and now Sun Han wants them to shoot at each other, which is basically asking them to kill each other with their own hands.

In the eyes of others, they are close friends. If this gun is fired, even if they survive, they will live in the shadow of killing their close friends for the rest of their lives.

"Is it necessary, Sun Han?" Jiang Chen gritted his teeth.

"Yes! It's so necessary! Isn't it fun!" Sun Han gestured with his eyes, and all his men pointed their guns at them. Their eyes sparkled with excitement. For this group of desperadoes, playing with their lives would Probably the greatest pleasure in life.

"Take your feet away!" Jiang Chen said coldly.

Sun Han took a step back triumphantly, enjoying the upcoming drama with joy.

Jiang Chen sneered, grabbed the pistol, and shot himself in the temple without hesitation.

Accompanied by the clicking sound of the firing pin, Han Shaojun exclaimed.

Han Shaojun couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't believe that he was going through such a terrible thing, he couldn't imagine what it would be like if a bullet was shot just now.It was as if Jiang Chen's head had exploded in front of him, as if blood and brain matter had spurted out, his breathing was short, his brain was stabbing sharply, and his fragile nerves were on the verge of collapse.

But Jiang Chen just smiled at him comfortingly, as if nothing had happened.

"I told you to shoot him, you don't understand!" Sun Han was furious, swearing repeatedly, smashing Jiang Chen's head with the butt of his gun, cursing as he hit, "I'll blow your head off! You don't understand !"

Jiang Chen's head, which was already injured, was beaten to the point of bleeding, but he couldn't stop laughing: "Are you an idiot? You told me to shoot him, so I shot him? You go out and ask me if Jiang Chen is Who? You can command me?"

"Go to hell!" Sun Han went mad.

"Enough, Sun Han! Do you still want to continue playing!" Han Shaojun shouted.

Sun Han waved his pistol, knocked Jiang Chen to the ground, and staggered a few steps.

"Jiang Chen..." Han Shaojun leaned over to touch him.

Jiang Chen dodged stubbornly, letting the blood blur his vision: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

"It's your turn!" Sun Han raised the gun in front of Han Shaojun, grabbed his hair and forced him to look up, "I warn you, if you play tricks again this time, I'll blow your heads off and feed the dogs !"

Han Shaojun slowly picked up the gun, held it in his hand, and then did not move for a long time.

Jiang Chen knew that Han Shaojun was thinking of shooting himself, but this method can only be used once, and if he does it again, it is really possible for Sun Han to do what he said and kill them both, with so many guns aimed at them , not for fun.

"Shaojun, come." Jiang Chen held Han Shaojun's hands, trying to break the muzzle of the gun towards himself, "Face me, it's okay, there must be no bullets in it."

Han Shaojun kept trembling as if suffering from malaria, he couldn't control his body, he couldn't even control the movement of his hands: "No... no..."

"It doesn't matter, my life is very hard, don't you see that I shot just now and lived well?"

The blood on Jiang Chen's body was smeared on Han Shaojun's hands, he looked at Jiang Chen with great effort, his vision became clear and blurred at times, and he could only feel himself shaking his head.

"I know you hate me." Jiang Chen couldn't care less about the crowd watching. He didn't know if there was a bullet in this shot, and he didn't know if he would die immediately. He only knew that there was still a lot to say, and it might be too late if he didn't say anything else. , "I don't know how to make up for you. No matter what I do, you don't want it. I think about it, and I probably have to pay with my life. In fact, as long as you can relieve your hatred, I will be fine. I would rather die by your hands If you think about it now, it doesn’t matter if you didn’t forgive me. If you think one shot is not enough, you can take a few more shots, and I don’t care.”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" After saying that, Han Shaojun realized that his voice had changed.

"Come on, it's okay." Jiang Chen encouraged.

Han Shaojun was already unable to make any movements, even pulling the trigger. Jiang Chen clenched his hand tightly and pointed the muzzle of the gun between his eyebrows.

"no……"

"Don't be afraid."

Fingers snapped, and the short distance stretched infinitely, as if it was as long as a century.

Han Shaojun closed his eyes, obeying Jiang Chen's movements.

At this moment, this shot, this buckle, all the grievances and resentments in this life seemed to be shot out.

In my mind is still the young man who is shining brightly under the sun, the man who is as proud as a drawn sword, the love poured out with hard work, and the infinite love and tolerance.

Nothing matters anymore, nothing matters anymore, at the moment of life and death, the things that tightly bound Han Shaojun's heart dissipated.

In the bright red sky, Jiang Chen saw Han Shaojun burst into tears.