"It's your turn!" Ye Jixiong said coldly to Qi Dangxian.
Qi Dangxian shrugged, handed a bullet to Ye Jixiong, and asked him to load it.
Ye Jixiong staggered the two bullets to the maximum distance and loaded them. This made it more difficult to identify them by ear.
Qi Dangxian smiled and said, "These little tricks are actually unnecessary, because I don't think your luck will last this long."
Ye Jixiong said: "Your luck may not be much better, right?"
Qi Ding said casually: "I don't rely on luck, but on strength."
Ye Jixiong began to rotate the barrel of the gun, sometimes faster and sometimes slower, making the friction of the barrel different every time and making the sound more difficult to identify.
Qi Bingxian didn't seem to be listening at all, and said: "Stop."
Ye Jixiong stopped and handed the gun to Qi Dangxian.
"You have a one-third chance of dying. Now you can consider admitting defeat." Ye Jixiong said coldly.
Everyone just saw him decisively pulling the trigger, but they didn't know that at that moment, he went through countless psychological struggles in his heart.
The shirt under his suit was soaked with sweat, and the psychological pressure he endured was much greater than outsiders imagined.
No one is afraid of death's scythe.
But Qi Dangxian seems to be an exception.
He took the gun, put it against his temple, and pulled the trigger.
Everyone covered their eyes again, but did not hear the gunshot, and lowered their hands again.
"Why is this guy so lucky? Why doesn't he die?!" Jiang Shanhai's eyes turned red after seeing this. The next one was Ye Jixiong's turn.
Ye Jixiong will use three bullets this time!
The chamber of this revolver is only large enough to hold six bullets. After loading three bullets, there is a 50% chance of winning.
Qi Dangxian smiled easily and said to Ye Jixiong: "You see, this is strength. I hope your luck is enough for you to survive the fifth one."
Ye Jixiong swallowed hard and said, "Come on!"
After saying this, he handed a bullet on the table to Qi Dangxian.
Qi Dongxian stuffed it into the gun chamber, then raised the gun and said with a smile: "I'm going to start spinning, you have to listen carefully!"
Ye Jixiong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Start."
Qi Bingxian moved the barrel of the gun with his fingers, and the speed of the movement was neither urgent nor slow, and he was calm and leisurely. The barrel of the gun clicked and turned, making a sound that outsiders could not hear any difference at all.
Although Ye Jixiong closed his eyes, his eyelashes were trembling rapidly. He felt that his mind was beginning to become confused.
The pressure caused by three bullets is really too much!
After all, if you are not careful, you have half the chance of winning the lottery and being beaten to death!
Ye Jixiong's forehead even started to sweat, and his palms and soles were covered with sweat. His nervousness was gradually getting out of control.
There was a dead silence among the crowd. No one dared to speak at this time, and even his breathing slowed down, for fear that his voice would affect the life-threatening battle between the two.
Jiang Qingyue was also extremely nervous. She had never expected that things would develop to this point. It was simply too exciting...
"stop!"
Ye Jixiong couldn't help but said loudly.
Qi Dingping stopped and said, "It's really not the right time for you to stop. Did you misunderstand me?"
Ye Jixiong's face turned pale and he said, "Give it to me!"
Qi Bianxian gave him the gun.
Ye Jixiong held the revolver and slowly raised it.
Qi Dangxiao said with a smile: "You will die!"
Ye Jixiong's fingers couldn't help but become stiff. The muzzle of the gun was already pressed against his sweaty temple. The veins on his forehead were bulging and beating constantly.
Even if he is faced with a gamble worth hundreds of millions or even billions, he can remain calm, but at this moment, he can no longer remain calm!
What the former loses is just money, and the Ye family has plenty of money! But what the latter loses is life, and there is only one life, and money cannot buy it!
"Ye Jixiong hesitated. He didn't know if he was disturbed by his opponent's words." Someone whispered.
"It's rare to see the God of Gamblers hesitate. He has always been elegant and calm. It seems that the gameplay of gambling on life is really incomparable to gambling on cards!" Another person nodded in agreement.
Almost no one has ever seen Ye Jixiong show such hesitation. This is the first time everyone has seen it.
Ye Jixiong groaned, but still pulled the trigger. He chose to believe his ears!
The gun didn't go off.
Ye Jixiong breathed a sigh of relief as if he was exhausted, with a ferocious smile on his face, and said: "It's your turn. There is a two-thirds chance of death. Do you still have such strength?"
Qi Dang smiled casually and said, "Wow, I didn't lie to you! It's my turn, eh, bullet."
Seeing how relaxed he was, everyone felt that this guy was simply a lunatic who didn't want his life.
After Ye Jixiong took the bullet, he filled it into the gun chamber. Now, there were four bullets in the gun chamber, leaving only two empty slots.
It has become more difficult to identify the sound, and the test of luck has become more stringent.
Jiang Qingyue was also so nervous that her palms were covered with sweat.
Qin Tangyu and Wen Sishun both turned pale. They couldn't imagine what would happen to the Wen family if Qi Dangxian was unlucky enough to die here.
"Listen up!" Ye Jixiong looked at Qi Bingxian, as if he was a different person, with a sneer on his face.
He began to turn the barrel of the gun.
Qi Bing listened leisurely, and after a moment, he smiled and said: "Stop."
Ye Jixiong stopped immediately and handed the gun to Qi Bingxian.
"Don't talk. You know, psychological warfare is useless against a desperado like me." Qi Dangxian saw Ye Jixiong's lips moving, as if he wanted to speak, and couldn't help but smile.
As expected, Ye Jixiong stopped talking and just said indifferently: "I will watch how your brains explode! Your life is determined by me!"
Qi Dangxian was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he picked up the gun and pointed it at his temple.
"Click."
The hammer fell and made a mechanical sound.
Ye Jixiong's expression suddenly froze.
This time, it was his turn to bear the terrible psychological pressure again.
However, this is the fifth bullet. As long as he can survive this level, Qi Bingxian will definitely die in the next level, no matter what strength or luck he has!
Six bullets, no matter what, it is impossible to miss.
Ye Jixiong grabbed a bullet from the table, handed it to Qi Dangxian, and said, "Come on!"
When he said this, his voice became louder.
Everyone was trembling. This was a real moment of life and death. If Ye Jixiong could win, then the person who died would be none other than Qi Bingxian!
However, this shot has an 80% chance of taking away his life...
What is the concept of eighty percent?
Eighty points, in the 100-point exam, is already considered a bonus point.
Qi Dangxian slowly filled the bullet into the empty slot of the gun chamber, and then said with a smile: "Are you ready to face death? Ye Gambling God."
Ye Jixiong said: "Stop talking nonsense and forward it to me!"
Qi easily turned the barrel of the gun...
"Kakakakakaka-"
The sound of the gun barrel rotating is clear and sweet, like the scythe of death dragging on the ground, which makes people's hair stand on end.
Jiang Qingyue was extremely nervous. This shot not only determined the life and death of Ye Jixiong and Qi Dingxian, but also determined her own fate.