Sun Qing had a heart, but it was actually similar to Xu Fei.

Anyway, I have offended the one with the surname Meng, so I might as well hope that the one with the surname Meng will die at the hands of the God of Gamblers.

In this way, the Qiu, whose surname is Meng, will not settle the accounts later.

But even though he thought so in his heart, he had not had time to say it out.

Seeing that the people from the Li and Wang family were all glaring at Xu Fei viciously, Sun Qingyou could only swallow the words that had been to his mouth and returned to his stomach.

For nothing else, I am afraid that if the third round of Meng won again, the Li and Wang families would go to report to Meng's surname, then the Sun family would be skinned even if he didn't die.

"I don't know if this third round is still open!"

Sun Qing looked around and said, stretching his neck and looking around.

"Master Sun doesn't want to continue betting on the God of Gambling to win, right?"

Wang Huihui asked curiously.

"Even if it's happening?"

Sun Qing slapped his mouth, "I admit that I underestimated the man surnamed Meng before. Not only was he lucky, he was indeed very clever in gambling, but Russian roulette was purely..."

He suddenly stopped talking when he said this.

Because whoever dies in Russian roulette depends entirely on luck, and there is no use of technology at all.

Of course, a wise gambler - who also has the ultimate understanding of the light and heavy structure of the revolver, can try to transfer the bullet-loaded magazine to the seat you want when twitching the wheel.

But the problem is that when the official bet is formally done, it is necessary to determine who will start to grab it first after turning the wheel.

In this way, the hands and feet I did before would be useless.

Unless you can estimate who shoots first and who shoots first, it's meaningless.

However, who can estimate in advance and make sure it is foolproof?

At least he, Sun Qing, did not know, and did not believe that there could be such a person in the world.

So Sun Qingyou originally wanted to say that Russian roulette is purely based on luck, and no matter how high the gambling technique is, it is useless.

But when he said that, he suddenly realized that in today's gambling, the surname Meng seemed to be full of luck.

In fact, not only Sun Qingyou, most of the gamblers on the scene still believe that Meng Hao can beat the god of gambling, and luck accounts for 80%.

On the contrary, the God of Gamblers did not believe in luck at all. He firmly believed that Meng Hao could win because he completely crushed his eyesight, technology, and memory.

That's why the god of gambling chose Russian roulette, because Russian roulette is truly purely based on luck.

The casino did not open another gambling market.

First of all, the time for roulette is limited, and it will be done in just a few minutes. Basically, the bet here has not been completed yet, and the other side has already ended.

Secondly, the casino has made a lot of money in the first two games, so it is better to stop when it is better, which can better show the casino's style.

A brand new roulette-specific revolver was quickly sent up.

Meng Hao and the God of Gambling each completed their inspection, and the professionals of the casino put in a bullet. The God of Gambling each tweaked the wheel and then returned the wheel to its position.

The God of Gamblers looked solemn throughout the whole process, and there was no longer the relaxation and leisure as before.

On the contrary, Meng Hao was still calm and calm, and could not see any fluctuations in the voice and color.

The casino waiter still made a ruling by throwing the dice, and Meng Hao took the lead in picking up the revolver and pulling the trigger towards his temple.

The whole scene was silent.

Everyone's nerves were tightened, just like the revolver in Meng Hao's hand, pointing not at Meng Hao, but at everyone watching.

There was a soft "pop".

Fortunately, it's empty.

The gamblers watching the audience couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief even those who were hoping that the god of gambling could win.

Two women couldn't help but scream, and hurriedly covered their mouths with their hands.

There were also a few people who were not strong enough, and even said "bang" and sat on the ground with weak knees.

It's really exciting.

In the past, I always watched it on movies and TV, which was already very nervous. Now, watching this scene up close is really unbearable.

Even the clear swords and guns on the life and death stage in the lobby downstairs are far less exciting than shooting at yourself one-on-one in front of you.

It's like watching a horror movie. What scares people is definitely not the ghost itself, but the moment the ghost suddenly appears, accompanied by the buzzing of horror music, which is the most terrifying thing.

So as the God of Gamblers and Meng Hao took the pistol in turn and then fired at him, many people left the casino to avoid the sudden "slap" and caused him to die of a sudden heart attack.

Even Li Xue and Wang Huihui are the two people in the audience who care about Meng Hao's life and death the most.

But, because of their concern, they cannot hold on until the end.

Even though they stood outside, they could not see Meng Hao pressing his pistol on his temple, but in the silence of the whole audience, the sudden "bang" sound was already unbearable.

So the two of them left the casino first.

Li Wenyuan was afraid that the two beautiful girls would be lawless on the boat, and that they would bring about unprovoked disasters, so he could only accompany the two girls back to the cabin.

Wang Qingsong was left with Master Sun, and Xu Fei, who was determined to see Meng Hao die, did not return until the Russian roulette between the God of Gambling and Meng Hao ended.

When asked who won, Wang Qingsong smiled bitterly and said, "It's still that Mr. Meng who won. I really don't know if he is lucky or if he really has the ability to surpass the god of gambling!"

"Then the god of gambling... is dead?" Li Wenyuan asked.

"No!"

Wang Qingsong shook his head, "The last shot is the God of Gambling. Since the first five guns are all empty, the bullet must be the last shot. The God of Gambling was sweating at the time, and his hands holding the gun were a little shaking, but as a result... Mr. Meng stopped the God of Gambling from continuing to shoot, and just asked the God of Gambling to join his alliance and become his subordinate!"

"Then did the gambling god agree?"

Li Xue blurted out.

"No!"

Wang Qingsong shook his head again, "He said... Since he failed to cause any blow to Mr. Meng, then the ancestor will definitely take action himself. If Mr. Meng can defeat the ancestor, he will fall to Mr. Meng at that time and beg Mr. Meng to accept him into the alliance!"

"Old ancestor? Which ancestor?"

Wang Huihui couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I don't know! Mr. Meng and the God of Gambling seem to be willing to reveal too much, so... the two of them speak very concisely, and only they can understand it themselves. Now the people in the casino are all talking about what Mr. Meng is and who is the ancestor they mentioned."

The whole room was quiet and was also considering this issue.

Even Xu Fei sat quietly aside, with a gloomy face and no words.

He now fully understood that Meng Hao was definitely not the one he could afford.

He had repeatedly spoken ill of Meng Hao before, and later when Meng Hao was betting against the god of gambling, he even publicly hoped that Meng Hao would die at the hands of the god of gambling.

Of course, Meng Hao would not know what happened later as long as the Li and Wang family did not report the secret.

However, he was guilty of being a thief and was still afraid that Meng Hao would come to take revenge on him.

As for Sun Qingyou, he went back to his own cabin and didn't come here with Wang Qingsong at all.

Otherwise, with Master Sun's personality, even if he feels guilty, he will be afraid that Mr. Meng will turn back and cause trouble for him. However, when he mentions Meng Hao's identity and who the ancestor in the mouth of the God of Gambling, he will inevitably make an unrealistic and strange theory.

"well!"

Wang Qingsong suddenly sighed.

Li Wenyuan knew very well why he sighed. In fact, Li Wenyuan was also frowning at this moment and just wanted to sigh.

"Xiaoxue, you have some friendship with...Mr. Meng. Is it possible to meet next time?

Li Wenyuan couldn't say anything later. He was a decades old, but he couldn't even want any shame like Sun Qingyou.

"Can you ask someone to go with us?"

Li Xue smiled bitterly and said something for her father, "As long as they walk with us, the Gao family and even Tiequan Cao cannot be arrogant with their identity! But the problem is that we offended others before, including you two elders, and they all told them not to walk with us again! Why do you have the nerve to go back on your word and then talk nice things to others with shamelessness?"

"Yes, we all blame Master Sun and our Senior Brother Xu for speaking too badly. A good amulet was thrown away by ourselves!"

Wang Huihui also pouted and added, "I even suspect that they were willing to go with us at the beginning, and they wanted to help us solve the troubles of the Gao family! You haven't heard from Mr. Meng that he wants Gao Mingdian and the fierce woman named Cao to regret it! With the identity of the leader of the other party, even the God of Gambling is going to bow to others. How could the Gao family and Tiequan Cao be able to provoke others? But now, the Gao family has not regretted it yet, we regret it to death!"

"well!"

Wang Qingsong sighed again.

He regrets it to death now.

Because Li Wenyuan's speech is quite tactful, but what about him, Wang Qingsong?

In order to cater to Master Sun, he also said a few words that are very ugly and slutty.

"You are the ones who are a bastard who speaks the most ugly thing. If I had known it, I wouldn't have let you follow you!"

Wang Qingsong was so angry that he couldn't help but turn around and scold Xu Fei.

Xu Fei was dissatisfied, but he was speechless at all.

Only in my heart can I hate Meng Hao to death.

only……

What's the use!

Hate is also vain.

Even if Xu Fei is not convinced, he has to admit that with his weight, Xu Fei, he does not even have the qualification to be an enemy of Mr. Meng.

so……
Chapter completed!