Staring at the revolver on the table, Alves had no smile on his face, and he even felt a little suffocated.

Life!

Although I may not lose, if I lose, this may be my last time.

"President Qin, are you sure you want to play Russian roulette?"

Yarves Qixu said.

Qin Muran crossed his legs and snatched the cigarette butts in his hand, with a calm expression. Facing life and death, he seemed to be indifferent.

As the Eastern Emperor of Xia Kingdom and the Lord of the Palace of the King of the Palace, the days of blood being added to the edge of the knife have become commonplace.

What's more, since he dares to play, he must be fully confident.

"Mr. Alves, I just said it myself. You should regret it if I choose what I want to play, right?"

Qin Muran smiled.

On the table, even if a word is as good as a horse, it is hard to catch up, and Yarves has no words to argue.

Qin Muran had a urged smile on his lips, as if the god of death was urging him to death, which made Alves feel even more nervous.

Now, there are only two roads before Alves.

Or if you continue playing with Qin Muran, who will win to death, wait and see.

Or he would give in now, and he would not even think of taking away a penny of the billions of dollars on the table.

"President Qin, this game is going to be dead. Are you crazy?"

Alves said in a low voice.

"Haha...I know!"

"Who pretended to be 1 just now said that I can choose what to play, and I also said that I would accompany you to the end. Why don't you even dare to play with me now?"

Qin Muran's tone was full of jokes and sarcasm.

Alves's face darkened and he became embarrassed in an instant. As the little king of the Western world, he had never been afraid of anyone on the table. Today, he was so ridiculed by an oriental man. This was simply nakedly despising himself.

"Okay, just play, are you still afraid that you won't be able to do it?"

Alves slapped the table with his fist and made a loud noise.

The guests around all looked like they were watching the fun without much trouble. They all watched with relish and talked a lot.

"Wow, I'm going to see it tonight. Russian roulette, who can survive?"

One man whispered.

"God knows!"

"This thing has no technology at all, it's entirely based on luck."

Another person replied.

"I still believe that Alves has a higher probability of winning. After all, he is the little king of the Western world. I must have seen many such scenes."

Amid the silence of discussion, Shangguan Leique and Li Bo also showed a look of worry on their faces.

"President Qin, do you really want to spend your life with this guy?"

Uncle Li said worriedly.

"The arrow is not turned back. Now that things have come to this, I can only play, haha..."

Qin Muran smiled.

Li Bo and others couldn't help but smile bitterly, expressing their admiration for Qin Muran's mentality. In the face of life and death, do they still have the intention to joke?

Qin Muran got up, picked up the revolver on the table, opened the bullet disk, and exposed six black bullet slots.

"Everyone is optimistic. There is nothing wrong with this gun. If you are worried, you can check it."

Qin Muran smiled.

The guests around them stood on tiptoe and looked at them.

The revolver has a simple structure, so there is no trick in this kind of game.

Qin Muran stuffed a bullet into the chamber and quickly slipped. After spinning at high speed for a few seconds, he heard a "click" sound, and Qin Muran quickly pushed the bullet into it.

Six bullet positions, one bullet.

The two took turns shooting at themselves until the bullet was shot out and the game was over.

Qin Muran put the gun on the table and raised a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Alves, who will come first?"

Qin Muran smiled.

A dense layer of sweat was flowing on Alves' forehead, and a few traces of misery were hanging on his whole face.

"You, of course you come first..."

Alves said.

"Okay, I'll be the first."

Qin Muran smiled.

After the words finished, Qin Muran did not hesitate at all. He swung his right hand and quickly pulled the gun from the table and pulled the trigger at himself.

Countless eyes were focused on Qin Muran, and even some timid people had already covered their ears with their hands.

Click!

After a sound of air, the people from the Overseas Chinese Association finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Muran smiled slightly, placed the pistol on the table, and swung it gently, and the gun was pushed in front of Alves.

"Now, it's your turn."

Qin Muran smiled.

Alves tightened his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the corners of his suit were even dripping.

With his trembling hands, he picked up the revolver in front of him slightly, feeling that the gun was extremely heavy.

Seeing Alves' fear of death, Qin Muran couldn't help but smile coldly.

"Mr. Wang Xiaodu, is this game I proposed exciting?"

Qin Muran smiled.

Alves put on a bitter face and almost cried. Even though he was very good at his skills, he was still a little relieved when facing a game like "Life".

"Mr. Alves, you are the king. Why do you work hard like a sissy?"

Qin Muran sneered and said.

At this moment, the guests around were also a little impatient and urged them.

Finally, Alves picked up the pistol, closed his eyes, and after making a great decision, he gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger to Zhi's head.

Click!

Another empty sound.

Alves opened his horrified eyes and found that he was still alive, and immediately burst into a surprise laugh on his face.

"Haha, I'm still alive, it's your turn..."

Alves said excitedly.

"Oh, Mr. Alves, does this game make you so excited?"

Qin Muran smiled.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's your turn. There are only three empty bullet slots in it now!"

Alves said excitedly.

Qin Muran picked up the pistol, and everyone from the Overseas Chinese Association raised their hearts to their throats.

In their opinion, Qin Muran seemed to be on the verge of death, and his life would end with the end of this game at any time.

"President Qin, don't you like to stimulate games?"

"Ha ha……"

Alves smiled proudly.

Qin Muran smiled slightly, picked up the revolver, pulled the trigger on his head, and then pulled the trigger again.

Click!

After a sound of air, the smile on Alves's face gradually became stiff.

Qin Muran's expression remained unchanged.

"Mr. Wang Xiao, I think you are playing so excitedly, so I'll add some fun to this game!"

Qin Muran said.

Everyone was surprised. What else did Qin Muran want?

After the words came to an end, Qin Muran quickly pulled the trigger again.

Click!

Click!

Wow!

Alves' mentality almost collapsed. Qin Muran actually fired three shots, but none of them were fired.

This means that the only remaining bullet in the gun is to keep Alves.

Qin Muran gently pushed the gun in front of Alves, with a cold smile on his lips.
Chapter completed!