The sky was shrouded in dark clouds at some point, and an invisible pressure came from top to bottom. A biting cold wind passed through the stone path, causing the temperature in the Zhao family to drop suddenly. At this moment, it seemed that the coldest time of winter had ushered in.

Five shots were fired in a row. Although not a single shot was fired, the crisp sound was like five thunders from the sky, making the Jinluan Palace tremble invisibly, not to mention the patriarchs of the three major families in the hall?

"Five shots? Is it really five shots? Are you sure you're not joking?" Zhao Zhenhai staggered over, pushed open the door, and said angrily: "You should know the consequences of incorrect reporting."

"Clan...Clan leader, I am sure that Li Siwen really fired five shots, and he did not hesitate in every shot, and even showed a frightening smile. He is so scary, I...I... It almost felt like he was going to fire the sixth shot."

The servant said tremblingly, obviously very frightened.

"Absurd." Zhao Zhenhai scolded the other party angrily, but his eyes also trembled.

"Clan leader, the young master has lost. What should we do? This Li Siwen is really not an easy master to mess with." The servant said tremblingly.

"Bah, you trash, get out of here." Zhao Zhenhai went up and touched it up, and the servant rolled away and crawled away. At this time, Lin Baoguo said: "Brother Zhao, it seems we have to reconsider how to deal with it."

"Consider? What are you considering?" Zhao Zhenhai asked, scratching his neck.

Seeing this, Wu Yileng persuaded from the side: "Brother Zhao, this Li Siwen is coming in a menacing manner. He not only gave us a showdown, but also played a trick on roulette. This is obviously showing off to our three major families. I rather agree with Brother Lin. If this matter is handled well, we will be safe. If it is not handled well, it will be very detrimental to any of our families. Not to mention Li Siwen, even that girl Shirley Song will not be able to handle it."

Zhao Zhenhai calmed down after hearing the two people's persuasion, and walked out with his hands behind his back: "I understand."

At the same time, in the main hall of the front yard, the end of the fifth shot caused the scene to be completely silent, just like Silent Hill. The falling dust was extremely clear. It was a static reaction, as if time had stopped, and everyone's hearts were shocked. , including Shirley Song.

Fire five shots in a row, what kind of courage is this? No... This is beyond the scope of courage. This is a proper joke with life, this is a fight with the god of death. Even such a crazy approach is Even a deity standing here would be extremely shocked, right?

As for Zhao Tianlong, he can be considered a big man who has experienced ups and downs in his thirties, but at this moment, his heart cannot be described with any words, and his expression cannot be expressed with any emotions.

Trembling, confusion, and defeat were written on his face, and what was even more unbearable was the fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Crack!"

Li Siwen threw the revolver directly on the table and said word by word with a downward gaze and a cold tone: "Crazy Zhao, it's your turn."

He deliberately pronounced the word "madman" in a strong accent. This was undoubtedly the most heartbreaking thing for Zhao Tianlong. After all, Li Siwen used the craziest move to completely crush Zhao Tianlong. Madman? Who is the madman? This The answer goes without saying.

Zhao Tianlong was brought back to reality. The sound of the pistol falling on the table made him take a small step back unconsciously. His eyes also glanced at the men outside. However, everyone kept their heads calm and said nothing. The result was obvious. , he was defeated, completely defeated, there were only two ways before him, either die or admit defeat.

Zhao Tianlong's last gaze fell on the pistol. He clenched his fist unconsciously, as if there was an invisible force pulling him, but in the end he let out a long breath.

"Li Siwen, I admit that you are awesome, but you are just lucky, there is nothing to show off."

When Zhao Tianlong said this, he felt a little ridiculous. Is firing five shots in a row just luck? Can't you show off by firing five shots in a row? He couldn't even convince himself. But now that the matter was over, he could only

He made an excuse and continued: "You can see my father if you want, but whether you can solve the foundation's affairs depends on your ability."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand to let everyone disperse, and then said to the subordinates around him: "Take Mr. Li and President Song to the reception room."

A few minutes later, Li Siwen and Shirley Song sat on the chairs in the reception room. They were the only two people in the room. At this time, Shirley Song dared to speak.

"Brother, are you okay?" Song Shirley said, approaching Li Siwen and constantly pulling his hair with her hands.

"What are you doing? You're so frizzy." Li Siwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I'm looking for bullet holes." Shirley Song was sure for a while, then suddenly cried: "Brother, I was scared to death, how could you fire five times in a row? Don't you think about Sister Wen Jing and Xiao Ni? What if?

How can I explain to the two of them if something happens to you?"

"Don't cry, I'm going to see Zhao Zhenhai later. How can you, the dignified president of the Red Fox Foundation, cry?" Li Siwen comforted him in a low voice: "Besides, I'm fine!"

"It's okay not to cry, but you must never do this in the future. You are lucky today, what if you are unlucky? Now that I think about what happened just now, I feel scared." Shirley Song sobbed.

"Silly girl, do you really think I rely entirely on luck?" Li Siwen suddenly lowered his voice.

Shirley Song was stunned for a moment, wiped away her tears and asked: "Then... what does that rely on?"

"Bet!" Li Siwen replied with one word.

"Isn't gambling just about luck?" Shirley Song was puzzled.

"Luck is part of gambling, but it's not all." Li Siwen replied calmly.

"Then what are you betting on?" Shirley Song asked hurriedly.

"I bet there are no bullets in his gun." When Li Siwen said this, he was as cool as a pair of eagles possessed by a pair of swallows.

"This... how is this possible? I watched him put the bullet in!" Song Shirley frowned.

"Are you sure you've got it right? Think again." Li Siwen asked.

"This..." Shirley Song thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "I'm not sure."

"From our point of view, he did put the bullet back into the cylinder, but he obviously deliberately concealed his actions, so even if I watched him the whole time, I was not sure whether the bullet was put back into the cylinder or not." Li

Explained in a gentle voice.

"So you're betting that he didn't pretend to go back?" Shirley Song asked.

"Before the roulette game started, you heard the comments around you. This Zhao Tianlong is a life-threatening master. Roulette is his specialty, but if you think about it, this kind of game only relies on courage.

Did you win? To put it bluntly, you might be unlucky one day and blow your head with the first shot. There is no chosen one in the world, and God will not only favor one person.

And Zhao Tianlong is a dandy, a real rich second generation. Looking at the Zhao family compound, it is impossible to get a 180 million yuan. There are so many brothers who pursue him, and there must be countless women. This kind of

Who would give up on a life of extravagance and extravagance? Who would risk his life? His brain should not be so hard to use yet.

Therefore, there is only one reason why he dares to play roulette, and that is because he is sure of winning."

"Confidence of victory?"

Shirley Song muttered.

"That's right, a rich second generation like him likes to create characters the most. Madman is his character. The purpose of setting up a character is also very simple. It is to make his subordinates respect and fear him, so that he can be trusted in the future.

To better control the Zhao family, this is probably Zhao Zhenhai's idea.

As for how to make the character successful, it is undoubtedly to show his crazy side, and roulette is the most straightforward game.

But as I said before, no one is not afraid of death, and the same goes for Zhao Tianlong. His slightly wary eyes always remind me that this kid is hiding himself.

After comprehensive analysis, I am even more convinced that there is something fishy about roulette."

Li Siwen continued.

"Based on these analyses, you concluded that there was no bullet in the gun?" Shirley Song asked.

"Perfectly speaking, there is only one possibility of betting that there are no bullets in the gun. If we analyze it in detail, there is another possibility that the bullet will be fired in the sixth shot." Li Siwen said.

"Sixth shot?" Song Shirley was a little confused.

"That's right, think about it when he flipped the coin and asked for the head without even waiting for my consent. He obviously wanted to fire the first shot, so that the sixth shot would be my turn.

So, I took the first step and asked for the head. When he didn't agree, I asked him to give me the coin..."

Before Li Siwen finished speaking, Song Shirley hurriedly said: "I understand, he must have tampered with the coins."

"That's right, that's why he didn't give me the coin. And the reason why he dared to agree to it was entirely because he felt that I didn't dare to fire the next few shots." After finishing speaking, Li Siwen concluded: "

Therefore, there are two possibilities, either there is no bullet in the gun, or the bullet will be fired on the sixth shot, which is why he is so confident."

"Oh my god, you actually made such a thorough analysis in such a short period of time. Brother, are you too scary?" Shirley Song was shocked.

"We are all human beings. Who the hell has nothing to do to play such a deadly game without being forced into a desperate situation and exposing human nature? I don't believe that this will happen." Li Siwen said firmly.

"Aren't you afraid that it will really happen? What if Zhao Tianlong is a madman?" Song Shirley asked anxiously.

"That only means that my life is not good, but no matter what happens, today's roulette must be played with Zhao Jian. On the surface, we are here to meet Zhao Zhenhai, but in fact, every step we take is to give the three

Pressure from the extended family.

If they think we are soft persimmons, the foundation's money will never come out, and the three major families will definitely be watching us from behind."

After Li Siwen finished speaking, he smiled slightly at Shirley Song and said, "Okay, since everything is fine, don't worry, just sit down!"

"I...can I not worry?" Song Xueli pouted and sat aside, then asked curiously: "I suddenly thought of a question, how could Zhao Tianlong control the bullet to fire in the sixth shot? Is there a mechanism?

?”

"I got my hands on that gun. It is a very ordinary revolver. It should not have a mechanism. But don't ignore one thing. Zhao Tianlong is a veteran with guns. It can be seen from his detonating movements, so he can completely control it.

By adjusting the force and time, you can even feel the gravity of the bullet cylinder as it rotates, so that you can push the bullet cylinder in at the right time. This is not difficult for people who often play with guns."

Li Siwen explained.

"It turns out there are so many tricks in it, I was almost fooled by the movie." Shirley Song smiled awkwardly.

"There is an old saying, don't use your hobbies to challenge other people's majors. This Zhao Tianlong is a professional."

"Pfft!" Shirley Song laughed amusedly: "What kind of old saying are you talking about? I think you just made it up."

Seeing Shirley Song relax, Li Siwen also smiled, and at this time, Zhao Zhenhai stepped into the threshold of the living room.

Zhao Zhenhai is in his seventies. He is wearing a custom-made Tang suit made of silk and satin. With his height of 1.6 meters, he looks like a landowner at a glance.

As soon as he walked into the reception room, he laughed heartily twice, clasped his fists and said, "I just came back from outside and learned about the two of you coming. I'm sorry for not greeting you well."

"Patriarch Zhao, don't be so polite. Your Zhao family has treated us very well. Not only did they send people to rob our luggage, your son also gave us a slap on the wrist just now." Song Xueli's face darkened, and she thought about what happened that day.

Not angry.

Zhao Zhenhai was not angry and said with a smile: "My son just reported the matter to me truthfully. The people from the Racing Party are used to being tyrannical in Beihai. Our Zhao family has long been unhappy with them. After learning that you were robbed, my son is useless."

It took a lot of effort to find the people. Even if you didn't come, I would have sent them to #place."

"Hey, look at what Patriarch Zhao means, do I still want to thank you?" Song Shirley was a little angry.

"You don't have to be so polite. Your grandfather and I are brothers, and his granddaughter is my granddaughter. How could you be wronged when we get to Beihai." After Zhao Zhenhai finished speaking, he added: "As for the game just now, it was just

I'm just joking with you two, Tianlong, why don't you apologize to the guests?"

Zhao Tianlong, who was standing behind Zhao Zhenhai, was a little reluctant, but still clasped his fists and said, "It was my fault just now. I have offended you so much."

"Okay, Patriarch Zhao, stop being pretentious and let's get straight to the point." Song Shirley said solemnly: "At the beginning, your three major families and my grandfather reached an agreement that they would provide financial support to the Red Fox Foundation for life. In order to protect you

Ping An, both the Song family and the foundation have tried their best to help you, but after my grandfather died, you used various excuses to default on the funds, and even used some false accounts to fool the foundation. Last year, you didn't get a cent.

I know that the three major families are now strong-willed and do not take our Song family seriously, especially my grandfather is no longer here. But I hope that Patriarch Zhao understands that if my grandfather is not with the Song family, and the foundation has not been destroyed after his death, your account will definitely be settled.

You have to figure it out clearly."

After saying this, Shirley Song slapped her right hand directly on the armrest of the chair. The momentum even made Li Siwen slightly shocked. Is this girl still the same girl who just had her flowers blooming in the rain?
Chapter completed!