Just as the word "live" hadn't left his mouth, Jason's right hand grasped the shotgun's barrel, he lifted the barrel to point it at his own forehead, and then said indifferently, "I bet your gun is unloaded!"
The waiter was stunned.
Not only the waiter was stunned.
Kemi, who was watching, the two men and women nearby, and the people lying on the ground were all stunned.
They had never seen such an arrogant person.
Actually lifting the gun to point at his own forehead.
Could there be someone who isn't afraid of death?
Impossible!
Everyone is afraid of death!
How could they not be afraid of dying!
Unless...
The gun really had no bullets!
Such a thought emerged in the minds of the people around him.
The waiter holding the gun also had such a thought.
Unconsciously, the waiter lowered his head to check the shotgun in his hand.
And at that moment, Jason, who was holding the barrel, suddenly lifted it.
Bang!
The barrel of the gun slammed straight into the waiter's nose.
