Gambling lives?
They've gone mad! This kid is absolutely insane!
Gulp!
A wave of gulping sounds erupted from the audience.
Their throats convulsed, but they couldn't conceal their shock.
They stared at Song Qiao with wide, unblinking eyes.
They never imagined that the seemingly calm man before them was so reckless!
Guo Shanhai stared intently into Song Qiao's eyes, a surge of anger boiling in his chest.
It was almost suffocating him.
The same bet again!
Last time on the cruise, he had gambled his life against Song Qiao and nearly ended up fed to the fish.
Now, he dared to bet with him again!
Hmph.
Guo Shanhai snorted coldly, his mind made up. This time, he would pay Song Qiao back in kind.
Not only would he reclaim his lost face, but he would ensure Song Qiao died a gruesome death!
Under such circumstances, how could Guo Shanhai refuse?
With a bang!
He slammed his hand on the table and roared, "A bet it is!"
"No need for any arrangements. Today, I'll bet my life against his!"
With that, Guo Shanhai waved his hand, dismissing the staff preparing the stone gambling area.
He fixed his gaze on Song Qiao and demanded, "How shall we bet?"
Seeing the change in their wager, Cheng Ran felt a sudden knot of anxiety.
While stone gambling and appraisal were Guo Shanhai's specialty, she knew Song Qiao wouldn't say such things at her birthday party without a plan.
Otherwise, she would still end up married to Guo Shanhai, and her earlier dramatic outburst would have been for naught!
But now, with the sudden change in their bet, wouldn't all her preparations be wasted?
Unaware of Cheng Ran's unease, Song Qiao shifted his body.
His gaze swept past Guo Shanhai to the two men in suits behind him, asking,
"Your bodyguards?"
Guo Shanhai, unsure of Song Qiao's intentions, nodded emphatically.
"That's right! If you try to renege later, these two won't go easy on you!"
Heh.
Song Qiao chuckled at the remark but paid him no mind.
He beckoned to one of the bodyguards, "Come here for a moment."
The bodyguard, looking bewildered, pointed to himself. Upon Song Qiao's nod, he slowly approached.
"What is it?" the bodyguard asked coolly.
Song Qiao pointed to the front of the bodyguard's chest.
His gaze seemed to penetrate the black suit, as if seeing what was hidden beneath.
"Could you do me a favor and hand over that revolver you have inside?"
"What?" The bodyguard's hand flew to his chest, and he instinctively took two quick steps back.
His eyes cautiously scanned Song Qiao, filled with suspicion.
Even if he could tell there was a gun concealed on him, how did he know it was a revolver?
"How did you know I have a..."
"Give it to him!" Guo Shanhai bellowed before the bodyguard could finish his question.
"I want to see what tricks he's trying to pull!"
Click, click.
The bodyguard reached into his inner pocket and pulled out a revolver.
He then removed the bullets from the cylinder before handing it over to Song Qiao with a sense of relief.
Song Qiao took the handgun and, seeing the empty cylinder, couldn't help but smile.
"The bullets, please."
The bodyguard clutched the six bullets tightly, glancing cautiously back at Guo Shanhai.
Handing over the gun and then the bullets was akin to placing his life in someone else's hands!
As a bodyguard, he had to seek Guo Shanhai's permission.
Guo Shanhai, feeling a pang of nervousness himself, still ordered,
"Give them all to him!"
"But..."
"Give them to him!" Guo Shanhai roared.
"Yes, sir!"
Song Qiao took the bullets and, after pressing the cylinder release, skillfully loaded one into the chamber.
Click, click!
With a flick of his finger, the cylinder spun rapidly.
Then, with a sharp flick, two crisp clicks sounded as the cylinder locked into place.
Song Qiao cocked the hammer and said to Guo Shanhai with a smile,
"The rules are simple. Ever played Russian Roulette?"
Hearing this, a chill ran down the spines of the audience.
Inside, they couldn't help but grumble.
So this was something *he* was going to play?
Wasn't this something you only saw on TV?
It's more like asking if they'd heard of it!
Despite their nervousness, the crowd quickly calmed down.
After all, they weren't the ones gambling, hahahaha.
As more people realized this, more began to egg them on from the sidelines.
They were clearly enjoying the spectacle, shouting their encouragement.
"Yes! This is the romance of a man!"
"Five bullets! Master Guo, bet him five!"
"No! Six! If you're going to bet, bet it all!"
"..."
Guo Shanhai's expression remained grim as he listened to the surrounding chatter.
He was a member of the Guo family, with his status and position.
In his eyes, games like Russian Roulette were for those who valued their lives little.
To perform like a monkey on stage for the amusement of the crowd was something he found utterly humiliating.
But if he backed down now, not only would he fail to regain face, he'd be utterly ruined!
The thought of Song Qiao's smug expression at that moment felt worse than death.
So, despite his internal turmoil, he slammed his hand down forcefully.
Veins bulged on his neck, his face flushed red like a drunkard as he roared,
"I'll bet!"
"Good!"
"Master Guo, you've got guts!"
"They're all crazy, completely insane!"
Seeing the terms of the bet settled, the crowd's excitement soared.
They cheered and raised their arms, rooting for both men.
Aside from Jiang Rou and the others who were worried, Cheng Ran's face was also grim.
She eyed the revolver in Song Qiao's hand, her heart clenching.
She was now angry, angry that Song Qiao had changed the bet on the spot.
If they had stuck to stone gambling, she could have guaranteed Song Qiao would win against Guo Shanhai.
After all, she had made numerous arrangements for this birthday banquet.
Her goal was to crush Guo Shanhai at this very juncture!
But with the change in the game, it was now entirely up to luck.
Song Qiao smiled faintly. His finger hooked the trigger guard, and he held the revolver suspended before him.
He looked at Guo Shanhai opposite him and asked,
"So, do I go first, or do you?"
"Also, let's make this a bit more exciting this time..."
"Besides the one bullet already in there, we'll add one more each round!"
"If you go first, there'll be one bullet. If you survive, it'll be my turn, and I'll fire two!"