Rolling dice is gambling, gambling with money, but Russian roulette is gambling with your life.

The rule is that each person takes a revolver with only one bullet in it. After it is chambered, each person fires one shot at their own head. If they are unlucky enough to be chambered at the right moment, they will be shot in the head on the spot.

Mr. Dong played dice for entertainment; his best game was Russian roulette.

Everyone who gambled with him lost and died, but he won every single time and lived to the ripe old age of eighty.

Despite being in his seventies or eighties and nearing the end of his life, I'm still very interested in his secrets to winning.

So he said with a smile, "We're old friends now, and we're both at the age of closing our eyes. If you don't mind, could you tell me your secret to betting on guns? I'm really curious."

Upon hearing this, Master Dong chuckled and asked with a smile, "Want to hear it?"

When Erye saw Nie Jiayu, who had been sitting at the front bar playing on the computer, turn around and listen curiously, and Wang Baodao, who had brought them fruit, was also listening with a smile, he guessed that Dongye wouldn't say it publicly.

He said, "Let's wait until tonight. We'll share a room tonight and have a good chat."

When the fruit arrived, Wang Baodao gestured to A Yuan, inviting him to eat.

Ah Yuan didn't want to eat fruit, but Master Dong wasn't very good at holding children and the children were uncomfortable in his arms. So he struggled to get down to the ground, picked up a fruit he liked, a strawberry, and handed it to Master Er.

It was just a small matter, and they've been friends for a long time, so it's nothing.

But Master Dong immediately became jealous, and his face fell. He snorted coldly and said, "If you want to ask me for the secret, there will be a price to pay."

At this moment, Wang Baodao handed A Yuan a cherry, but A Yuan didn't like it. He took a strawberry and started eating it instead, then handed the cherry to Master Dong.

What an adorable little guy! Master Dong went to hug him again, but he ran away and went back to Master Er's side.

Of course, Mr. Dong was jealous, and said, "You know, my feelings have never changed, and I only have one requirement."

He only ever had one request: that Grandpa Er acknowledge that his granddaughter belonged to the Dong family. He was dreaming.

Grandpa Er hugged A Yuan, munching on a strawberry, and said, "Never mind, I won't say another word. I won't ask any more questions."

Seeing that the great-grandfather and grandson were enjoying their strawberries, while he himself had bad teeth and the cherries were too hard to bite, he deliberately said, "When we get to Macau, we'll be the elders, so we'll be the first to go and challenge the gangsters. Their favorite game is roulette. As for me, I'll just play it easy, it's no big deal. But you'd better be careful, don't get shot in the head, or you won't be able to attend the handover ceremony."

Uncle Er didn't understand the underworld in Macau, and he took it seriously: "They still play so wildly even now?"

Mr. Dong finally took a bite of the cherry, and oh dear, it was so sour.

He gave a slight, cold laugh: "Do you think those guys in Macau are like those sissies from Taiwan?"

Macau is a gambling city, a place steeped in blood, so the underworld there is naturally more ruthless and barbaric than that of Taiwan.

Grandpa was suddenly worried because Chen Rou was taking care of a child. Would playing roulette be inappropriate for children?

But then Master Dong asked him, "What, are you scared?"

Before Master Er could answer, he added, "If you're afraid, you can leave now, but if you want to go, you have to go to the gambling table."

Ah Yuan leaned against his thigh, listening to gossip while eating strawberries with great relish.

I don't know why Nie Zhao and his wife brought their child along, but for A Yuan's sake, Er Ye is considering getting off the ship.

He didn't want to take his children to casinos or to participate in any bloody gambling games.

He failed to educate Erhong properly, causing his son to die in his prime. That was his lifelong pain, but he was willing to bow his head for his child's sake.

However, just as Master Er hesitated and Master Dong was feeling smug, Chen Rou came in from outside.

They were on a yacht, a boat, and apart from Nie Zhao's few bodyguards, everyone else was on board.

Nie Zhao arrived, and Song Yuanchao and Hank boarded the ship to check on the situation. She also kept an eye on things from the deck.

Chen Rou only came in when Nie Zhao and the others boarded the yacht and were about to set sail.

She first said to her father, "Father, I know the sure-fire way to win at Russian roulette, I'll tell you."

Then he said to Master Dong, "Father, we're just going out for fun, not to kill, set fires, or seize territory. Please tone it down."

Even Mr. Dong doubted he had misheard, and asked Chen Rou again, "You know about Russian roulette?"

Then he asked, "Did anyone teach you? Who was it?"

Chen Rou asked with a smile, "And you, who taught you how to turn it and the calculation formula?"

Russian roulette is a game that many people play without understanding the intricacies of the game. They think it's random and that getting a bullet or an empty chamber is also a matter of chance. Even if they die, they only think they were unlucky.

However, it actually has its own set of conversion methods and calculation formulas, which can be used to calculate its patterns.

The reason why Master Dong understands this is also due to his background; he learned it from others, but of course, he paid a great price for it.

But he never taught Chen Rou, and he died before he even had a chance to teach his son Dong Ying.

Where did Chen Rou learn that from?

Surely she's a master swordsman, an unparalleled marksman, and even a better gambler than her grandfather?

What does his life amount to? It's like winning the lottery, the jackpot, and the grand prize in one dice roll.

He refused to believe it, staring intently at Chen Rou with narrowed eyes, his gaze questioning: "A-Rou, you're not bragging, are you?"

Chen Rou smiled, raised her hand slightly, and made a motion as if she were flicking a bullet wheel with her index finger, repeating it three times.

The so-called secret is something that people can master once they learn it.

And those three gentle pats Chen Rou just made are precisely the secret to winning at Russian roulette.

Of course, that's only on the surface; internally, it involves complex calculation formulas.

But when Grandpa Dong looked at his granddaughter, he was deeply shocked.

His life seems to have truly been blessed with good fortune.

His granddaughter always manages to be even more amazing than he thought she was already!