Then he cried again.

Facing life and death, everyone will be afraid.

Even a man of iron blood is not surprising.

"Calm down."

Mu Shinian doesn't know how to comfort people.

She pursed her lower lip and picked up the knife again. The man was startled by her appearance: "you, what are you going to do?"

"You, you won't?"

"Try it." Mu Shinian said coldly, "if you don't try, how can you know that you can't? In case of good luck."

The man's eyes widened. After hearing this sentence, he was almost out of shape.

Try... How can this kind of thing be tried?

If you're not careful, what if it blows up!

Mu Shinian took a look at the shell and took a deep breath: "don't worry. Generally speaking, my luck is better."

So it still depends on luck? Don't you have any skills?

The man was almost frightened by her.

"This, miss, you, are you kidding?"

"No kidding." Mu Shinian opened his mouth rationally: "in the current situation, you and I can't escape anyway. Anyway, when it's time, it will explode. It's better to try."

"It's a 50% chance to bet."

The man was almost scared to death.

His voice trembled violently: "you, you calm down! This kind of thing can't be tried, I, I really don't want to die!"

While talking, mu Shinian has lost one.

The man thought he was dead. When he screamed at his mouth, he was about to vent. As a result, he stifled it back.

Mu Shinian was also relieved.

She looked up and comforted the man with a smile: "look, am I lucky?"

“……”

The man looked at her in horror and didn't know what to say.

Mu Shinian held the knife and continued to study those routes.

We can't reduce it as before... We have to change a way and completely remove this thing

Mu Shinian really wanted to catch the man at this time and beat him twice by the way!

An idea flashed through her mind.

Mu Shinian meditated thoughtfully, and then said, "there are five lines, red, blue, black, pink and posture."

The man swallowed again.

"Then, then?"

Mu Shinian raised his eyebrow: "choose another one."

"... me, I'll come?" The man shook his head quickly, and another drop of cold sweat fell down: "I, I can't, I can't, I really can't!"

"I'll do it." Mu Shinian seems to be very talkative: "just pick a color I like."

If it's not the right time, men really want to make complaints about it.

"You, you, what color is that?"

Mu Shinian picked his eyebrow and said coldly, "I like red."

Is "..." so hasty? This is a matter of life and death!

The man almost roared out of his heart.

Mu Shinian said coldly: "just the red one, I moved."

With that, her knife leaned over without hesitation.

It seems that the next second, she really wants to cut off the red rope.

Men can't breathe hard.

After a moment of silence, she finally jumped up: "stop!"

The man suddenly stood up and the knife ran through the air.

Mu Shinian's knife fluttered empty. She frowned curiously: "what's the matter?"

"What's the matter? You asked me what's the matter?" The man almost roared, "I don't want to die!"