Chapter 1335 The Gun Is Real

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Devon Lincoln stood still while talking, and looked into the distance. He seemed a little lonely, and he seemed a little out of tune with the group of people. And what he said didn't quite sound like a conversation between someone you've just met. Especially the part about Asians, that's usually not what someone would say to an Asian.

"Why?" Zhen Fan was stunned for a moment, looked at Devon Lincoln and said, "Because all the Asians go in groups? I mean they are all in tour groups?"

"This is only one reason. The main reason is that people in this area may rob Asian single travelers. Because Asians are always their best targets... I am not discriminatory, because this is the truth! "Devon Lincoln shrugged his shoulders and said.

Zhen Fan was silent. Devon Lincoln was right. Many robberies are sometimes targeted at Asians, especially when blacks commit crimes. It has to be said that Asians are not taken care of on an equal footing here, and the police are not very aggressive about crimes against Asians.

"You have to admit that what I said is right. And... there are always such people who commit crimes against Asians." Devon Lincoln said, and suddenly lowered his voice to Zhen Fan, "There is a chance If you don't want to stay here, don't they? They are good people. I'm with the wrong team. I shouldn't be with those people. It's harder to get out now. If... if you can, you take I'm leaving. Let's go to Las Vegas together."

"What?" Zhen Fan froze for a moment, then looked at Devon Lincoln and frowned. "I don't quite understand, sir."

"Forget what I just said? If you can escape, try to escape. This group of people is not a long-distance traveler. They intend to kill people, and they are Asians. As I said just now, crimes against Asians are to make you Be vigilant, who knows that you don't care at all, listen to me, go back to the hotel now. Then drive your car and quickly flee to Las Vegas."

"Are you joking with me?" Zhen Fan couldn't help laughing, "Why did you suddenly switch to such a topic? I knew you were joking, didn't I? Actually... I have been watching you all the time, and you seem to be arguing What... have you got into trouble? Dude, can I help?"

"Okay, okay, since you keep trying to dissuade me, there's nothing I can do." Devon Lincoln suddenly opened his clothes, revealing a Colt Python revolver at his waist. "You think I'm kidding you? Hell, I'm trying to help you...they each brought guys and pretended to be bikers. I thought they were real bikers and joined them. Then got bullied Became one of them. God... If you don't run away, you will die if you go back, and I will die with you. Do you understand now?"

"All right.

Then you said, you are also lying when you took the test of a gun shop, right? Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders. He spread his hands and said, "I can accept your suggestion." But the premise is that you won't lie to me! "

"Yeah, yeah, I kid you not. I did open a gun shop in Las Vegas, but I was out riding alone, and I met the gang halfway, and I was forced to join them , because I didn't stand a chance, each of them was equipped with a heavy weapon, hidden in their luggage, hell, I'm still explaining to you, I should just shoot you and steal your car I ran away." Devon Lincoln waved his hands anxiously, "I've been out long enough, my mission is to get you, but..." He suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at Zhen Fan, "This gun is registered, don't worry, I won't shoot you, but I have to take you back, and then we will find a chance to escape, remember it's the two of us...you have to do it if you don't do it .Come on man, I hope you act like a man!"

"Okay, we can go back!" Zhen Fan slowly raised his hand and returned to the original road. And Devon Lincoln waved a pistol and followed him from a distance, and the two returned to the hotel one after the other.

"Hey, look who I caught? This Asian... should be said to be Chinese." As soon as Dai Wen entered the hotel door, several of his companions were looking at Zhen Fan, and then at Dai Wen. Wen? Lincoln, just laughed.

"Great job man, but...you're acting too much, now put your guns away...Come on, you're scaring people! We're not really robbers or nasty people At this time, a girl among them stood up, smiled at Zhen Fan, and went to take Devon Lincoln's pistol.

"I don't understand, gentlemen and ladies, what's going on here?" Zhen Fan put down his hands, looked at the woman and frowned and said, "What's going on? You all know..."

"Of course...of course we know what's going on. Actually...Devon...I know, I'll tell you later, I have to talk to this gentleman first, or he will be terrified!" He shook his head at Zhen Fan and said, "Let's go outside and chat, it's really not suitable for chatting here, they are too noisy."

"Okay, take your word for it!" Zhen Fan nodded and followed the woman out. The woman in tight clothes showed her curves, and she still had a pretty good figure, but the other one was a little fat.

The two went out, about a hundred meters away from the hotel, the woman stopped, she looked at Zhen Fan with a smile and said: "I'm sorry, this is just a prank, of course...you can also see it as a kind of trick. Symptoms - Bronson Corey, that's his real name, and the name you hear - he's usually going by Devon Lincoln, the name, in this fantasy, and he's got a fake gun Yes, he was bluffing. All I want to say is...sorry, really, really sorry."

"Fantasia? Well...you ride all the way to match his hallucinations?" Zhen Fan shook his head and said with a sigh, "If what you said is true, then... all I can say is He is comparable to top stars in Hollywood, maybe he can even win an Oscar... Yes, don't look at me like that, this is irony, there is nothing more ridiculous than this, do you expect me to accept it?"

"I know it's difficult, so...we were always arguing along the way, whether we should cooperate with him in this play, you should have seen this, we had a quarrel, I strongly opposed it, but they... ...All agreed to satisfy his fantasy, so as to alleviate his illness." The woman shrugged her shoulders with some regret, and spread her hands, "That's all I want to say, I'm sorry...there is only so much I have to do .” Saying that, he shrugged again with regret, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"If I want to call the police, how will you feel?" Zhen Fan suddenly said loudly to her back.

"Well, what do you want to do? As long as you ask!" the woman said, "We are really sorry. If we can..."

"I want to follow you to see the patient." Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders, "Because when I talked with him, I felt that his thinking was very normal, even sharper than many ordinary people. I need to verify whether he is I really have a strong hallucination, if it is, I will forgive you, yes or no, your choice!"

The woman was silent for a while, then nodded and said: "Well, I hope you can keep it secret, if you agree...I agree."

"No problem." Zhen Fan nodded and said, "I'm a doctor, maybe I can give you some advice."

Obviously, the woman didn't take Zhen Fan's words to heart, because Bronson Corey has seen many doctors, including many doctors who he considers famous. I have also consulted with experts in many top hospitals, but the situation is really not optimistic. So she nodded indifferently and led Zhen Fan forward.

When they reached the reception area at the entrance of the hotel, they were all still there. The woman walked over, and after talking to those people, she nodded and said to Zhen Fan, "They agreed, but... ...You can't take him far away from here, you can have a few words with him nearby." Then, he said to that Bronson Corey: "That gentleman wants to see you and have a chat with you."

That Bronson Corey walked towards Zhen Fan with a gloomy face, then shook his head, signaling Zhen Fan to come out with him. As soon as he walked out of the hotel, he said to Zhen Fan, "Why haven't you left yet? They're going to kill people tonight. You'll be one of the targets, you know? They're going to do a big job today."

Zhen Fan smiled at him and said, "A big one? Are you sure you're not fantasizing right now?"

"They all told you?" Bronson Corey said to Zhen Fan in surprise, "Is that what they told you? That I have hallucinations? My God, hallucinations? No, no, no It's not me, it's them who have hallucinations. They have been dreaming about the end of the world all day long, dreaming about robbing again and again, and then enjoying it for themselves. Before the end of the world comes, they will die happily - That day."

"The end of the world?" Zhen Fan couldn't help laughing, and opened his hands, "Okay, Bronson? Corey, is this your name?"

This guy opened his mouth wide, and then looked at Zhen Fan fixedly, as if he was watching an amazing joke, and said with a "haha" dry laugh: "Bronson? Corey? If you want to call me that If so, then call me that. That's what they always say to people, that's what they call me. They're imagining me, not my real name! My real name is Devon? Lincoln."

"It seems that you really have hallucinations, well, it seems that I will still forgive your behavior. Because this is not your subjective meaning, well, I'm going in, and the joke is over. Dude!" As Zhen Fan said, he was about to walk towards the hotel.

"Bang!" Suddenly there was a gunshot, and when Zhen Fan turned around, he saw that this guy was holding the Colt pistol in his hand, raising it to the sky, and there was still a little smoke from the muzzle: "They told You, this is a fake gun, isn't it? But...it's real!" (to be continued...)