Zongman: The Qilin Child of Xuanyuan Family

"Also, I'll give you a little tidbit: Meiari-san has a huge sum of 40 million."

"She didn't use it to pay off her debts."

"Dreamko, you understand what I mean."

His index finger lifted Jabami Yumeko's chin, and his thumb brushed across the girl's lips until it reached the corner of her mouth.

As Xuanyuan Ning wiped it, a few blood stains appeared on Jabami Yumeko's pale pink lips.

That was Mu Du's blood that was inevitably stained on Xuanyuan Ning's nose when he wiped Zhou Zhou's nose.

The crazy dark pupils and the blood stains at the corners of her mouth made Yumeko Jabami look particularly weird at the moment.

"I understand, meow~" Jabami Yumeko said with a smile in the corner of her eyes.

The 5 million bet is not a small amount, enough for her to win the 40 million in Saotome Meiari's hands.

Once she eats up all the 40 million from Saotome Meiari, she can challenge Xuanyuan Ning again.

Just thinking about it makes people excited!

"Excuse me, classmate, what can I do for you?"

After dealing with Jabami Yumeko, Xuanyuan Ning turned his head to look at Ikari Shimamo who had been staring at him not far away.

The other person's gaze was too intense, making it difficult for him not to pay attention.

But...Xuanyuan Ning was really not impressed by Shima Wang's outfit.

Eyepatch, piercings, bandaged hands.

A handbag covered in cute labels and featuring a cute little fox tail charm?

She looks like a little gangster, but the handbag makes her look like a well-behaved girl.

Sheng Zhimowang, who had been impatient for a long time, saw Xuanyuan Ning looking at him and walked straight up to Xuanyuan Ning: "Xuanyuan, come and make a bet with me!"

"Who are you?" Xuanyuan Ning did not recognize all the members of the student union, so he did not know Sheng Zhimowang.

"Shima delusion, the Student Council's beautification chairman."

"What do you want from me?"

"Let's make a bet. If I lose, you can do whatever you want with me! Even if you want to get a room with me, as long as you beat me, you can do whatever you want!!!"

Sheng Zhimawang has very good hearing, and she heard the conversation between Xuanyuan Ning and Jabami Yumeko clearly.

Isn't it just about getting a room? As long as Xuanyuan Ning beats her in gambling, it's fine.

"Ikushima-san, your outfit is not my style."

Xuanyuan Ning is a picky eater, and not just any woman can eat him.

"I can change into something you like according to your wishes."

Sheng Zhima was breathing heavily, completely ignoring the fact that this was the cafeteria.

Great, great, just fantastic.

Xuanyuan Ning hadn't even made a move yet, but the oppressive feeling emanating from the young man had already made her body instinctively tense up.

The biological instinct told her,

escape!

Run away! ! !

Don't mess with this monster.

You will die. You will definitely die.

The cells in Sheng Zhimawang's body were howling, wailing, and begging her to leave Xuanyuan Ning.

"Sheng Shima..."

"I am the prey found by Yuriko, and I am your new prey, Xuanyuan-san!"

It was indeed a bit strange that he took the initiative to approach Xuanyuan Ning to make a bet, so Sheng Zhima simply exposed Nishidoin Yuriko.

Use Yuriko Nishidoin to add credibility to his words and make Xuanyuan Ning accept her challenge.

The threat of death was looming at any time, and Sheng Zhimo was almost going crazy trying to face the power emanating from Xuanyuan Ning's body.

I really want to...try it...

"..."

Xuanyuan Ning was silenced by Sheng Zhimo's nonsense.

He had seen all kinds of prey: some abandoned their companions and fled alone, some huddled together to fight to the death, some wailed and begged for mercy, and some...

But no one was like Sheng Zhimawang who took the initiative to run to him.

Tell yourself that she is your new prey and hunt her quickly.

Is this woman crazy?

Xuanyuan Ning's silence made Sheng Zhimo anxious.

"Make a bet with me, just one bet! As long as you win, I'll do whatever you say!!!"

"I won't ask you to do anything even if I lose!"

"Promise it, promise it now!!!"

"bring it on!!!"

Sheng Zhimowang had a ferocious expression on his face, with his hands on the table, staring at Xuanyuan Ning who had a calm expression.

Her gambling conditions have already reached this point, there is no reason for the other party to refuse.

It's a business where you make a lot of money if you win and you don't lose money if you lose.

Apart from her, Sheng Shimamo, who else in this school could offer such outrageous conditions?

Come back to your senses,

Xuanyuan Ning looked into Shangsheng Zhimowang's bloodshot eyes and said, "As you wish."

A novel prey, worth a try.

Chapter 277: Striving to Transfer to Xiuzhiyuan School

Streamlined silver-white gun body, deep black muzzle.

A revolver was pulled out of her cute little bag by Sheng Zhimawang.

The cold, mechanical muzzle of the gun was pointed at Xuanyuan Ning's forehead. Sheng Zhimo was breathing rapidly with a crazy expression.

The cool breeze blew into the cafeteria from the window, making her short hair, which was not tied up, flutter in the wind, like a hideous evil ghost crawling out of hell.

"The gun can hold six rounds, and there's only one bullet in it."

"I pull the trigger. If it's a blank, Xuanyuan wins. If it's a bullet, I win."

"How about it, Xuanyuan classmate, do you want to bet?"

Sheng Zhimowang pressed the hammer with his thumb, touched the trigger with his index finger, and waited quietly for Xuanyuan Ning's statement.

It seemed as if as long as Xuanyuan Ning agreed to the bet, she would immediately pull the trigger and bet on the one in six chance of winning.

"Are you going to shoot me in the forehead like this?" Xuanyuan Ning, who was being pointed at by the revolver, asked curiously.

Sheng Zhimawang only said that there was only one bullet in the revolver. Is the bullet real, or plastic, or perhaps a "firecracker bullet" like a child's toy? All of this remains unknown.

No matter what kind of bullet it was, the other party just pointed it at his forehead without hesitation...

Xuanyuan Ning had reason to suspect that Sheng Zhimowang had a grudge against his nine clans.

He wanted to take revenge on his family in this way.

"Oh, then where should I aim?" Sheng Zhimo tilted his head in confusion.

In this thrilling life-and-death game, you can only enjoy the pleasure by aiming at the fatal part like the head.

Targeting insignificant areas like the arms and thighs will not have any effect at all.

"So where do you want me to aim at you, Ikushima-san?"

While Sheng Zhimowang was still unable to react, Xuanyuan Ning quickly controlled the other's right hand holding the gun and forced the gun towards Sheng Zhimowang's head.

Easy to attack and defend.

He was not afraid because the gun was suddenly turned towards him. Sheng Zhima was so excited that his body was shaking wildly, and his eyes were fixed on the dark gun muzzle.

"Head, just head!"

"Shoot, Xuanyuan classmate, shoot!!!"

“Shoot now!!!”

Feeling the fingers belonging to Xuanyuan Ning covering his own fingers, Sheng Zhimo desperately hoped that Xuanyuan Ning would shoot.

A one in six chance of winning is enough.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Ning was reluctant to shoot, Sheng Zhimo made up his mind and pulled the trigger, intending to shoot himself.

Click...click...

I couldn't press the trigger any further.

Sheng Zhimo looked at his palm and saw Xuanyuan Ning using his thumb to pad the trigger, preventing Sheng Zhimo from pulling the trigger.

"You're really interesting."

Xuanyuan Ning grabbed Shangsheng Zhimawang's wrist and completely snatched the revolver from his hand.

The force with which Sheng Zhimawang pulled the trigger just now didn't seem fake; the other party really wanted to shoot.

With a slight flick, the bullet box was thrown out.

A bright yellow bullet is embedded in the bullet box.

There was nothing wrong with what Sheng Zhimo said. There was indeed only one bullet in it, and the chance was one in six.

Taking the bullet out of the magazine, Xuanyuan Ning stroked the lines on the bullet with his fingers.

The texture of brass is genuine.

In addition, there are no signs of modification on the pistol, so Sheng Zhimawang is really gambling with his life.

Put the ejected bullet back into the magazine, and with a slight flick, the bullet belt will start to rotate at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Filling completed.

"It's a one in six chance. I hope Sheng Zhimo can survive." Xuanyuan Ning pointed the muzzle of the revolver in his hand at Sheng Zhimo's head.

Under Sheng Zhimowang's gaze, Xuanyuan Ning slowly pulled the trigger.

Click,

It's a blank bomb.

Sheng Zhimowang, who was being pointed at by the gun, was sweating profusely and his face was inexplicably flushed.

"It's...it's wonderful, that's how it feels."

The pleasure of saving a life from the brink of death brought Sheng Zhimowang's pleasure to its peak.

She slumped down opposite Xuanyuan Ning, her head resting on the table, recalling the moment when Xuanyuan Ning pulled the trigger.

Just as she was still savoring the memory, the revolver handle appeared in front of her.

"Mr. Sheng Zhimo, it's your turn now." Xuanyuan Ning explained with a smile in the face of Sheng Zhimo's puzzled gaze.

There were no signs of cheating on the pistol, and the gambling game was completely in his favor.

Let Xuanyuan Ning treat Sheng Zhimowang as an equal.

Sheng Zhimawang is very simple and straightforward.

Xuanyuan Ning didn't intend to take advantage of the other party for nothing.

"My turn?"

"Yes."