"Lord Sinners, it's your turn now."
Xu Changsheng pushed the gun in front of Lin Yi respectfully.
Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Yi, full of anticipation.
In their opinion, since even their city lord Xu Changsheng had such a shocking performance, then this dignified Evil Lord, a demi-god who stood high above the clouds, should be even more amazing.
What they didn't know was that Lin Yi was already a dead man in Xu Changsheng's eyes.
Everything he did was just a formality, and it was all for the sake of the shot.
"You've really arranged a good show for me."
Lin Yi picked up the revolver and played with it playfully.
He was quite curious about the principle of winning every five times.
According to common sense, the order of the revolvers was fixed. No matter who fired, whether the next shot had bullets or not was a fixed result.
