Imposter Young Master
Chapter 487 - 490 The Girl Also Has A Big Heart_1

Chapter 487: Chapter 490 The Girl Also Has A Big Heart_1

Chen Quan raised his voice and said, "If Yang Gang wins this lethal Russian roulette, all of you can survive. But!"

Chen Quan’s gaze turned somewhat chilling: "If I win, you all must die."

Zhang Yu’s face was extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to turn around and leave, but a sniper immediately targeted him, forcing him to stand still begrudgingly.

"Yang Gang, do you mind teaching your two women how to use the gun first?" Chen Quan said offhandedly.

"No need, I know how to use a gun," Zhao Shanshan said icily.

She paused, added, "I will do the shooting. I don’t want Shen Jing’s hands to be tainted."

"Hm, you seem to be quite protective of this chick named Shen Jing. Is she someone important?" Chen Quan asked indifferently.

Zhao Shanshan cast Chen Quan a cold glance, and calmly replied, "She is Mr. Yang’s woman, so naturally she is important."

Shen Jing’s face turned crimson. This girl had nerves of steel. Even in a life-and-death situation, she blushed upon hearing ’She is Mr. Yang’s woman’.

"Well, as you wish." Chen Quan shrugged, turned to look at Yang Gang, and said with a smirk, "One round at a time. The first round, both of us are shooting blanks. In the second round, two bullets are loaded; if we again shoot blanks in the second round, then we load three in the third round, and so on. Whoever dies first, loses."

Yang Gang didn’t say a word, just nodded in affirmation.

And then, the game began...

Chen Quan picked up the revolver from the ground, reopened the cylinder, spun it, and then closed it.

"I’ll go first. A one in six chance of dying, really gets the blood flowing," Chen Quan said lightly while handling the revolver.

Chen Quan seemed satisfied, his expression conveyed a great love for such a thrilling atmosphere, making him look like a demon.

For the first time in his life, Yang Gang felt a twinge of fear.

If an ordinary person was to play this deadly game, they would have probably wet themselves from terror by now.

Yet Chen Quan appeared to be enjoying it, or rather, at this moment he no longer seemed human. He was like a demon that had broken free from hell, showing his sharp teeth, his grimace paralyzing people with fear.

"Alright, we play by the rules. I spin the cylinder, you pull the trigger. Here, take it. Just aim at my temple as Yang Gang showed you. I’ve already unset the safety. All you need to do is gently pull the trigger," said Chen Quan, grinning as he handed the revolver to Zhao Shanshan, who was expressionless.

Zhao Shanshan woodenly picked up the revolver, which was somewhat heavy and cold. After a moment, she refocused, raised her right hand holding the gun grip slowly, pointed the black muzzle at Chen Quan’s temple, and said without any emotion, "You seem to be living a painful life. I hope this gun can help you get rid of your pain."

If possible, if the first shot missed, Zhao Shanshan would fire a second one. If the second shot missed, she would fire a third one until this madman was dead.

But Zhao Shanshan also knew, she couldn’t do that.

If she were to break the rules, she’d probably be riddled with bullets from the machine gunners behind her in an instant.

Facing Zhao Shanshan’s cold expression, Chen Quan shrugged: "Then I wish you luck."

He was smiling, thoroughly enjoying himself.

He was really enjoying this fear!

This madman.

Zhao Shanshan took a deep breath. Suddenly, her previously calm pupils flashed with ferocity. Her finger moved to the metal trigger. A chill spread across her body from her skin. She closed her eyes, and then her finger on the trigger suddenly exerted force...

Pop~

A soft sound of the blank round.

This man was indeed very lucky.

Then it was Yang Gang’s turn.

As per the rules, only one bullet is loaded in the first round, and the person whose turn it was had to spin the cylinder himself.

Yang Gang took a deep breath, then picked up the revolver, opened the cylinder, looked inside, closed it, and spun the cylinder some more.

After all this, Yang Gang handed the revolver back to Zhao Shanshan. He looked quite calm: "Go ahead and shoot."

Zhao Shanshan moved to Yang Gang’s side, took the gun, and aimed at Yang Gang’s forehead.

Shaking!

Zhao Shanshan was shaking, from her legs to her chest, waist, arms, and knees that were half kneeling on the ground, every joint in her body was trembling.

After about ten seconds, Zhao Shanshan’s emotional breakdown reached a peak. Then, in front of everyone, she suddenly put both hands on Yang Gang’s face, and kissed him on the lips without any warning.

Yang Gang didn’t move. He seemed a bit stunned and didn’t seem to expect Zhao Shanshan to suddenly kiss him. He allowed Zhao Shanshan’s soft lips to cover his mouth.

After a good ten seconds, Zhao Shanshan finally moved her lips away from Yang Gang’s face.

The spectators reacted differently. Liu Fei, Zhao Shanshan’s ex-boyfriend beat the floor in despair, helpless to do anything about it.

He finally understood that while Zhao Shanshan was willing to take a bullet for him, her heart no longer belonged to him.

Yang Gang moved his mouth as if trying to say something, but suddenly he felt some moisture near his mouth. A drop of liquid fell into his mouth.

It was a bit salty and somewhat bitter.

Tears, Zhao Shanshan’s tears.

Unbeknownst to him, Zhao Shanshan had broken down into tears.

"Boss, you must survive." Amid a torrent of tears, Zhao Shanshan lifted the gun and aimed at Yang Gang, mustering the strength to wail loudly.

Then, she suddenly moved her index finger on the trigger...

Zhang Yu, who was watching from the sidelines, contracted his heart, praying for Yang Gang, hoping he would be okay. If Yang Gang were to die, he’d also be turned into a sieve by the machine gunners behind him.

"Damn, this is insane!"

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Pop!

Blank round!

The sound was faint, like a fart, but now it sounded so melodious.

Upon regaining her senses, Zhao Shanshan threw the revolver aside, pounced on Yang Gang, and tightly embraced him. Her tears quickly soaked through Yang Gang’s back.

Yang Gang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Quan won the first round by luck, but not Yang Gang.

He didn’t dare to gamble his life on uncertain odds. It seemed that ever since he came to Hangcheng, his luck hadn’t been great. To date, the identity of the person who stole from him for the first time remains a mystery.

The reason Yang Gang got off scot-free was because he used the little physical strength he had left to use his telekinesis to shift the bullet from the cylinder, returning it back after Zhao Shanshan had shot once.

It was done without anyone noticing.

But using his telekinesis this time had almost drained Yang Gang’s regained strength.

Chen Quan picked up the revolver that Zhao Shanshan discarded, opened the cylinder, and loaded another bullet.

"Yang Gang, aren’t you curious why I became so manic?" Chen Quan said casually while fiddling with the revolver.

Yang Gang didn’t answer. He glanced at Chen Quan, remained silent for a while, and then said calmly, "Rather, I’m more curious as to why you targeted the students of Haixing University. The first girl you guys killed had absolutely no connection with me."

Chen Quan was silent for a moment, and then said, "Because the woman who ruined my life is at Haixing University."

Sigh~

Yang Gang took a deep breath: "Who?"