Yang Xiaotian doesn't care if cam Jackson's fans can take off their powder. He just looks down at cam Jackson and says coldly, "good. You are really good. You have the courage to shoot me. Don't you know that the thing I hate most is people pointing guns at me? "
Kam Jackson, who was thrown by Wang Yuan, struggled hard but couldn't get up, but he didn't give any advice at all. He looked up at Yang Xiaotian and said: "what if I point a gun at your head? I'm white, Germanic, 10000 times more noble than you. I'm still a big star, a well-known big star in North America. Now that this kind of thing has happened between us, who do you think the public, public opinion and the court will favor?
What's more, your people haven't even broken their skin. My people and I have been injured. Our great America is a country with jury system. When the jury sees this, they'll be on my side. You're done! You're completely done
Yang Xiaotian said faintly: "but the final law of your country depends on who has more money. I have plenty of money, and I may not lose to you in the judicial field. Besides, now you are crawling under my feet and can't get up. "
Kam Jackson said: "I'm not short of money, yellow monkey. You use Chinese Kung Fu, right? Ha ha, Chinese are rubbish. They are all low-quality people who come to rob us of our work. They all deserve to die! Even our children know that they want to kill guanghuaxia people! "
Yang Xiaotian's face was cold. He raised his foot, stepped on cam Jackson's head, and stepped on cam Jackson's face on the concrete floor. Cam Jackson's facial features had a close contact with the solid concrete floor, and his whole face had become distorted, even difficult to breathe.
"I thought you, as a famous singer in North America, could have any good ideas. I didn't expect you to say such rude words. I'm really disappointed!" Yang Xiaotian stepped on cam Jackson's head and said coldly, "the clothes on your body are made in China, the shoes on your feet are made in China, and your mobile phone, hat and even your American flag are all made in China. Times have changed, woodlouse! "
"There's no point in this kind of sophistry," said cam Jackson, gritting his teeth. "Even if I'm not racist, I won't bow in front of you. I have my pride, yellow monkey, if you have seed, you will kill me! I'll see if you have the guts
"Don't you bow for me now? I thought you were a loser, but I didn't expect you to be a tough little fresh meat. Since you would rather die than surrender, let me see how hard your bones are! " Seeing that cam Jackson was not afraid of boiling water, Yang Xiaotian also turned his head and said to Wang Yuan, "bring me his gun. I'm a man who pays attention to return the news. Since he points the gun at my head, I have to point the gun at his head. That's fair! "
Wang Yuan nodded, took a sliding step, went to pick up cam Jackson's browning gun, then took another sliding step, quickly returned and handed the gun to Yang Xiaotian.
Yang Xiaotian took browning, praised a "good gun", and then released his foot. Cam Jackson was trampled on his head by Yang Xiaotian's feet, his face was close to the ground, and his breathing was difficult. At this time, as soon as Yang Xiaotian released his feet, cam Jackson could not help but raise his head.
His nostrils and mouth, finally able to fully contact with the air, so he gasped, breathing. And all gone gray because a face was tightly attached to the cement, which made him look grey and a cut above others.
However, Yang Xiaotian did not hesitate. He squatted down and moved his right arm slightly. Browning's muzzle was against cam Jackson's eyebrows. The cold muzzle, with the unique hardness and temperature of metal, is just like the kiss of death. There is a creepy danger in the light.
Cam Jackson's body was stiff, his pupils dilated involuntarily, and his eyes were filled with fear. He pretended to be a hero, played gangster rap, talked with the leaders of the black community, and felt that he was the rebirth of Robinson.
But when the goddess of death was close to him, cam Jackson found his true side: he was not a hero, he was afraid! A great fear, like the dark curtain of the dark night, enveloped his heart which thought he was tenacious but actually fragile.
It's hard to die forever!
"You are afraid, you are afraid, your iron clank is just a disguise!" Yang Xiaotian said with a smile, "I can shoot you now, but I don't intend to do that. That can't magnify your fear and let you know that not everyone can be a hero. I decided to play a game with you. "
In a dry voice, cam Jackson said, "what... What game?"
Yang Xiaotian said with a smile: "do you know the Russian turntable?"
"Russian turntable!" exclaimed cam Jackson
Of course he knows.
Russians are mostly Slavic people.
This nation, once a European gendarme, was a gray animal of the Czar, famous for its bravery and fearlessness of death. So I got the nickname of "fighting nation".
The game that best embodies their fighting national spirit is the famous Russian turntable.
The rules of the game are as follows: participants put one or more bullets in the bomb nest of * *, then rotate the bullet disk and close it.
Participants turn their pistols to their temples and press the trigger; Until someone gets shot or doesn't dare to press the trigger.
Of course, those who are shot will quit automatically, those who are stage fright will lose, and those who persist to the end will be the winner. The onlookers bet on the lives of the participants.
It's obviously a game of life.
The most terrible thing about this game is not to face death. Many people have the courage to face death. If they know they will die, many brave people will not be afraid. The most terrifying point of this game is that it is between death and non death. It depends entirely on gambling. The process of death hanging on the head and the scythe of death being in the state of Schrodinger brings a greater sense of fear to human beings than directly judging death.
You can't afford to play this kind of game unless you're a real warrior.
The game of Russian turntable is very famous in the western world. Many movies and novels use it, just like the dice in Chinese movies. Of course cam Jackson knew about the game.
As a matter of fact, cam Jackson not only knew about the game, but also had seen gangsters play it in the black community. One gangster quit in fright. Cam Jackson laughed at each other for being timid at that time!