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... rty thousand a pop, wanna play?"
The young lady pressed the barrel of the gun against Lin Shuang's forehead as she spoke these words.
Lin Shuang immediately understood what she meant by thirty thousand a pop.
Russian roulette, with thirty thousand for a single bullet!
The cylinder of the revolver continued to click crisply as it spun.
No matter how you looked at it, this gun did not resemble some puzzle toy bought from a wholesale market.
Lin Shuan ...
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