C200 Firework (1/2)

”Bastard!” Why are you pushing me?! You, you, you! Do you still hate the gambling with me, so you want to destroy my faith with your own hands? To make me carry the infamy of having no gambling items on my back? Bastard, bastard! You are courting death, and yet you are torturing me like this. ”I, I don't want to live anymore …” Zhou Xiaoxing, who had been pushed to the ground, stared blankly at the scene before him.

This roar immediately caused Mo Xun, who had been lazily stretching, to pause. Three black lines inexplicably appeared on his face, and he had a feeling that his skill had been broken just as he was trying to act cool.

”It looks like... He had still underestimated this fellow's brain. What was he thinking about day after day … ”It's really weird.” Seeing that, Mo Xun could not help but exclaim.

At this moment, Mo Xun felt that he should not have been soft-hearted to begin with.

Seeing the actions of the two, Boss Zhang and the others felt even more confused and speechless. They had thought that the two of them were trying to use an awkward scene to finally ease the situation for a while. He coldly humphed and said, ”Two lunatics, fight!”

With these words, the flames lit up again!

The innumerable bullets seemed to have gone crazy for money as they shot towards Mo Xun.

With so many bullets, one could only imagine what would happen after it hit Mo Xun. They were probably going to directly beat Mo Xun into a pile of meat paste, the kind that could be used to wrap dumplings on the spot!

As for Zhou Xiaoxing, he closed his eyes with a sad look on his face. He didn't dare to watch the following scene.

This idiot, he actually didn't want her to protect him? Did he really think that his brute force could withstand a bullet? Get rid of him! That's a bullet, not a melon seed of your family!

What a pity for his faith and reputation … I'm afraid that I'll have to follow Mo Xun and destroy everything!

And just as Zhou Xiaoxing was lamenting from the pain, the black lines on his face grew heavier. It was the first time he felt like he was worth being protected.

Fortunately, this mentality only existed for a short while before it automatically dissipated.

Looking at the incoming bullets, Mo Xun could only shake his head slightly. He waved his hand casually, as if he was driving away a few flies.

However, seeing him act so arrogantly, the disdain in the surrounding people became even stronger.

”Idiot, are you treating bullets as mahjong? Do you think that you can reproduce your King of Gamble's grandeur? ” Everyone sneered, they watched as the bullet got closer and closer to Mo Xun, almost as though they could see his brain exploding! It erupted with a brilliant blood-red lotus!

However, the scene that followed caused their mouths to curl up in a smile before suddenly coming to a stalemate in midair. They did not move for a long time, as if they had been forced to use some form of immobilization, causing their faces to be in pain!

Just as the dozens of bullets were about to make contact with Mo Xun, they suddenly stopped in mid air, as though they had met their natural enemy, and did not dare to move an inch. Needless to say, it exploded. This group of bullets actually forcefully turned into a mute cannon. In the end, the one that fell was as dumb as a wooden stick, looking just like a group of flies.

At first, Boss Zhang and the others didn't believe it and shot a few more times. However, in the end, it was still the same. In the end, there were more and more bullets that came out. It was like there was no return. It was like there was a magic bullet.

Then, before they could even react … The bullets started to arrange themselves, and as though they were conscious, they started to form four rows around Mo Xun!

Not only that, but the bullets also spread out in an orderly manner, one after the other. This distribution was truly like that of mahjong!

”This... Was the bullet fine? You can understand human speech? ” Boss Zhang's eyes almost fell to the ground as he quivered with his chin and said in disbelief.

At this time, Mo Xunze, who was wrapped in bullets, laughed: ”Thank you for your reminder, but it gave me a pretty good idea. Bullet Mahjong. Interesting. How about this, in return, I'll give you a card as a thank-you gift. ”Hmm …” ”Two.”