Beauty's Supreme Expert

There was no explosion like the one before. This was the normal sound of firecrackers.    

"I don't want to die … "I don't want to die …"    

After the sound of the firecrackers, it was Jin Dabiao's scream.    

Jin Dabiao peed his pants in fright.    

"Aiyaya, my hand is almost holding the wrong firecrackers right now."    

Lin Fann fumbled in his bag regretfully, then took out another string of firecrackers. "I should have taken this string of firecrackers."    

Real or fake, fake or real.    

Shee San was so angry by Lin Fann's move that his entire body was trembling. He scolded, "Lin Fann, if you have the ability, throw out all your firecrackers. I don't believe you would dare to do that."    

"Shee San, I didn't think that you would understand the situation so well."    

Looking at the angry Shee San, Lin Fann nodded his head in approval: "Alright, let's play a game."    

"If you guess what kind of firecrackers I'm holding in my hand, then I'll give in and let you deal with me."    

He puffed out a mouthful of smoke and changed the topic of the conversation: "If I'm wrong, then I'm sorry, Shee San."    

"Lin Fann, is there something wrong with your head? Who wants to play such a boring game with you?"    

Seeing the look of ridicule on Lin Fann's face, Shee San scoffed, "Let me tell you, no matter what you do today …"    

Before he could finish his words, a figure flashed past him.    

He felt his vision blurred, and in the next moment, Shee San was pressed down onto the gambling table.    

"You … What are you doing? "    

Being forcefully suppressed by Lin Fann, no matter how much Shee San struggled, it was useless.    

At this moment, Shee San finally realized the difference in strength between the two of them.    

"Be good, be good, and don't move."    

After stuffing the firecrackers into Shee San's clothes, Lin Fann waved the cigarette butt in his hand, "See the cigarette in my hand? You have to guess before I ignite the firecrackers."    

"Lin Fann, you …" "Let go of Lord Third."    

"How dare you touch San Ye …" Qing Hall will not let you off. "    

Seeing this, Da Mao and Hairy # 2 cried out in fright.    

"Maybe, you guys can help Shee San guess."    

Lin Fann pressed down on Shee San's head and sneered: "But be careful and guess, if you're wrong, it will explode."    

After being frightened by Lin Fann, Da Mao and Hairy # 2 immediately stopped talking.    

"Lin Fann, what exactly do you want to do?"    

Feeling the firecrackers that were stuffed into his clothes, Shee San's voice trembled: "Aren't you afraid of retaliation from our Qing Hall?"    

"Barefooted people are not afraid to wear shoes, let's do it first before doing anything else."    

Lin Fann took a drag of his cigarette, then reached over to the primer with the cigarette butt, "I'll give you three seconds to guess. Three seconds later, I'll directly light it."    

"Lin Fann, don't be like this …" Let's have a good talk. " Shee San shouted.    

"Three."    

"Our Qing Hall is very strong, my two brothers will not let you off." Shee San's voice started to get anxious.    

"Two."    

"Lin Fann, do you want to die? If you dare, I'll definitely kill you." Shee San cursed fiercely.    

"One."    

"I admit defeat …" More Points... I admit defeat … "I'm willing to do anything …"    

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the cigarette in Lin Fann's hand getting closer and closer.    

"Shee San, it's too late."    

Snorting coldly, Lin Fann lit up the cigarette in his hand: "Feel the power of the firecrackers."    

Don't ah...    

Being enveloped by the fear of death, Shee San finally couldn't hold it in anymore.    

He kept shouting, "Don't do this..." Don't ah...    

Crackling.