hsntnovel Chapter 244 How many people have you paid tribute to with your magic?丨Kingsman: The Black Letter (24
Chapter 244 How many people have you paid tribute to with your magic?丨Kingsman: The Black Letter (24
"This is too dangerous!"
Dylan frowned and stepped forward quickly, snatched the Thompson submachine gun from Blood Dragon's hand, and spoke to Blood Dragon in a low voice. However, he was wearing a microphone, and no matter how low his voice was, it could still be heard clearly by the audience present. .
"I know you can catch bullets, but you can't risk your life! This is a Chicago typewriter! Are you crazy?!"
The audience in the audience looked at the two people on the stage, and the more they heard, the more something was wrong.
No, we are still down there. Are you temporarily changing your life?
and many more……
W! T! F! ?
Why does Dylan mean that this Yan country person is serious?
We're just here to join in the fun. You want us to be witnesses to the murder, right? !
"Well, Mr. Chen Yan, how about something safer? I don't dare to look at you..." Under the stage, a man hugging him weakly raised one hand and said.
What a coincidence, it was Mr. Dave who was caught on stage by Merritt earlier in the west of the city. It seemed that the excitement brought to him by today's magic show was far from over.
"It seems that this gentleman has little confidence in me."
The blood dragon said helplessly, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of smile in his eyes.
"In that case...then, it's you! Sir!"
"Welcome our lucky viewers!"
"Huh?" Dave looked around in confusion, then pointed at his face, "Me?"
"Yes, that's you, sir. What's your name?"
The blood dragon hooked his hand at Dave kindly, and Dave's female companion gave Dave a very sensible push: "Hey! Dave! The magician is asking you to come on stage!"
"You're so lucky! This is the second time today you've been called on stage!"
"Is that so, Mr. Dave? That's great." Blood Dragon rubbed his hands. Seeing Dave flinching, he grabbed Dave's collar and pulled him up from the stage! "Please give Dave a round of applause!"
There was sparse applause from the audience, and most of the audience were thinking that this guy was crazy.
The blood dragon had a disappointed expression on his face and whispered to the audience: "Please trust me, this is magic, it's a sleight of hand. You have to believe me, and I think I'm actually quite lucky."
Saying that, the blood dragon grabbed it casually again, and an M500 American Smith & Wesson appeared in his hand.
"Russian roulette, have you ever played it? Oh my gosh, I love this game."
The magazine popped out and was casually displayed to the audience. Blood Dragon skillfully inserted the bullet in his other hand into the magazine.
"Snapped."
Magazine reset.
"Click, click, click..."
The magazine rotates.
"Click."
Bullets loaded.
The blood dragon gently shook the revolver in his hand and looked at the audience with a smile.
"I prefer comedy, so I won't let myself die so easily, then..."
"What, the secret to great comedy?"
The blood dragon raised the gun slightly and pointed the muzzle at his temple.
"Oh no……"
Some of the audience in the audience had closed their eyes in fear, but Dave, who no longer knew what to do, looked helplessly at the blood dragon who was about to perform "suicide" in front of him.
"Snapped."
The magazine turned over and nothing happened. The audience who closed their eyes opened their eyes, and the blood dragon chuckled and said:
"opportunity."
However, it seems that the Blood Dragon is not ready to let the audience feel relieved, because he has pressed the hammer of the revolver again!
"Click."
Bullets, loaded.
"Indeed, it takes courage to perform such a show."
"So...what is the secret to courage?"
The blood dragon's voice was very soft, but everyone could hear it. He put the muzzle of the gun against his own cheek and pressed the trigger fiercely.
"Snapped."
Still empty.
At this time, the audience in the audience seemed to have adapted to Blood Dragon's unconventional behavior. Some of the audience even widened their eyes, they were looking forward to it!
“Be graceful under pressure.”
The blood dragon grinned and pressed the hammer again.
"Everyone looks serious. Please, a smile will do you good."
"Why so serious? (Why so serious?)"
"Snapped."
The third shot was still an empty shot.
"So……"
The whole place was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a needle falling, and the Blood Dragon had already pressed the hammer of the fourth shot!
"Snapped."
The magazine of the M500 American Smith & Wesson only has a capacity of five rounds.
Blood Dragon fired four shots in a row, and all four shots were empty shots.
If this was playing Russian roulette, Blood Dragon's opponents would probably be scared to death.
The whole place was boiling.
"Michal Chan!"
"Michal Chan!"
"Michal Chan!"
However, to the surprise of all the viewers, Blood Dragon pressed the hammer of the fifth shot!
"I know this seems scary, but..."
The left hand of the blood dragon holding the gun was slightly farther away.
The next second, press the trigger!
"boom!"
The sudden gunshot caused all the audience to scream, and Dave had closed his eyes in fear.
However, there was no sound of blood splattering, no sound of bones breaking, no sound of corpses falling to the ground, only...
On the stage, Blood Dragon's left hand still maintained the posture of holding a gun.
The index finger and middle finger of his right hand tightly clamped the deformed bullet that shot out from the muzzle.
Many brave viewers still saw this scene.
If you slow down the scene just now a hundred times, you will find that the gunpowder in the bullet shell detonated, and tongues of fire spurted out from the muzzle. The blood dragon shot very quickly, and even waved an afterimage with his right hand, almost before the bullet was shot. In an instant, he got between the bullet and his head first.
The bullet was pinched and deformed by his fingers at high speed.
Well, the last person who was so awesome was a bad old man who lived in the Abnormal Human Research Center. His nickname was Fire Cloud Evil God.
"Now, does anyone still doubt that I can't catch a bullet?"
The fingers of Xuelong's right hand holding the bullet stretched forward, and then he released the two fingers.
The warhead slowly fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.
At this time, the audience opened their mouths wide and looked at the blood dragon on the stage in shock.
Is this possible for humans to do?
Is this magic? Is this magic? !
Dave looked at the blood dragon with a dull expression. At this time, he was still immersed in the shock of the blood dragon catching the bullet with his bare hands, and the blood dragon motioned to Dylan to hand over the submachine gun in his hand to Dave.
Dylan sighed helplessly. After so many years, Dylan didn't feel nostalgic after seeing this amazing technique again. He looked at the blood dragon with some worry, and the blood dragon directly pointed the submachine gun at it. Stuffed into Dave's hand.
"Now, Mr. Dave, if you are ready, you can say something."
Xuelong said briskly, and then walked leisurely to a position more than ten meters away from Dave.
"Fire at me."