"Why? Don''t you believe it?"


    For everyone''s strange examination, Zhang Han didn''t care. His right hand lightning took out Jason''s revolver pinned at his waist and bumped it in his hand, "then prove it for you!"


    "Open your eyes and watch. Next, it''s the time to witness miracles!"


    Words are full of evil taste!


    "What are you going to do?" Jason said in horror.


    "Put the gun down!"


    Thomas, who stood opposite the table, also changed his face. He quickly pulled out his pistol, pointed to Zhang Han''s head and shouted,


    "Mr. Zhang Han, please don''t get excited. Do as I say. Slowly... Put the gun on the ground! Then turn your back and hold your head with both hands!"


    In the face of sudden changes, they retreated in panic and walked around to the other side of the table. It seems that only when you are far away from Zhang Han can you have a sense of security


    "Don''t be nervous. I mean no harm."


    Speaking of this, Zhang Han raised his pistol, pointed to his temple, still with a smile on his face, and slowly pulled the trigger


    Click, click, click!


    The crowd could not help but hold their breath. The atmosphere in the room was about to solidify. There was a dead silence, only the sound of the striker hitting the bullet!


    Zhang Han buckled three times in succession. Strangely, the pistol was like a jam or misfire. There was no scene of shooting bullets through Zhang Han''s head as expected.


    "What the hell is going on?"


    Kimberly held her head and looked at Zhang Han in great shock.


    I don''t understand why he is so good. Suddenly, I can''t think of it and want to commit suicide! What''s more, even suicide seems to fail!


    "See?" Zhang Han handed the pistol to Jason and then said, "the revolver, which is known to never jam, will jam. Can you believe it?"


    "What exactly do you mean?"


    Jason was confused on his forehead. He took the pistol, opened the magazine and saw that the six bullets in it were full. He turned around with his hand and didn''t jam at all.


    This made him feel more confused.


    "Haven''t you found it yet?" Zhang Han opened his arms as if to embrace everything around him and said seriously, "death is around us! People on the death list will be under its monitoring."


    "Just now, it''s not my turn to die. Even if I commit suicide, it will stop it!"


    "Really... Really?" Kimberly covered her face in pain.


    "God, how could this happen?"


    Nora bit her lower lip and hugged her son Tim''s head with the same shock.


    Although I am very reluctant to believe all this, I have to believe what happened in front of me! Others bowed their heads, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely depressed.


    "Mr. Zhang Han, you mean that the so-called God of death will continue to chase us next, right? And in a certain order."


    Thomas, the calmer patrolman in the crowd, asked, "it''s just this order. How is it arranged?"


    Before Zhang Han answered, Eugene, who had previously described the flight 180 accident, guessed, "flight 180 a year ago died one by one in the order of seats."


    "If we are all on the death list, I guess it should start in the order predicted by Kimberly."


    "Presumably, it should be like this!" Zhang Han said with some uncertainty.


    After all, over the past ten years, Zhang Han can''t remember the specific plot in the film. Of course, it''s no use even remembering.


    In the movie, the God of death kills people in a variety of ways. Even if he didn''t die under the crash, there will be ways such as flooding, electric shock... And so on.


    At present, the most important thing is to find out who will die next, so as to deal with the next crisis.


    At this point, people involuntarily focused on Kimberly.


    Thomas asked in a low voice, "Kimberly, please think carefully. Who will be the first to die in your predicted scene?"


    The crowd held their breath and tightened their nerves, waiting for Kimberly''s answer. Like waiting for the judgment of the God of death, no one will hope that the next person to die will be himself!


    Kimberly covered her forehead and carefully recalled the scene in her dream. Instead, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Thomas, the policeman close at hand. Her lips moved back and forth, "you... You..."


    "... me? Is that me?"


    Thomas pointed to himself and asked uncertainly, with a complicated expression on his face.


    Kimberly bit her lower lip and nodded hard.


    Hoo... Not myself!


    The dignified and repressed atmosphere seems to be a little relieved, and others are more or less relaxed.


    "Wow! I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. At least, I won''t be the next to die."


    Zhang Han suddenly said, with a thick irony on his face, "it feels like a sheep chased by a lion. You just need to run faster than your companions."


    "In this case, when the lion is full, maybe he won''t chase himself again, will he?"


    Yes, Thomas is dead, and it will be their turn!


    As long as you are on the death list, no one can escape! The difference is that it''s just early death and late death. What''s the peace of mind?


    Hearing Zhang Han''s words, the others couldn''t help but look shocked and look at Thomas with the sadness and despair of rabbit death and fox sorrow.


    "Since it''s not my turn, I''ll leave first." Ai Wen, who came in bound by Zhang Han''s ghost way, patted his palm and broke his silence. "You know, I just won the grand prize of 250000 dollars, and there are many beautiful lives waiting for me to enjoy!"


    "I don''t want to wait here with you to die!"


    After speaking, Elvin turned and left the room without waiting for everyone to say anything to keep him.


    With the first, there is the second. Shortly after Elvin left, Nora took her son Tim''s hand and left. Then the rest of them left.


    Before long, the room was deserted, leaving only Zhang Han and two police officers with nowhere to go.


    Jason went over, closed the door, looked at Zhang Han seriously and asked, "now, Mr. Zhang Han, can you tell me who you are?"


    Even if Zhang Hangang explained and demonstrated, he stunned everyone. But Jason subconsciously guessed that this guy might have made all this.


    If not, why did Zhang Han happen to appear at the scene of the accident. Moreover, he had no identity, no driver''s license, no social security code, and more importantly, he appeared on the highway alone.


    Does anyone have a pain in their spare time and run to the highway for a walk?