【Mafia's Cold-blooded Boss x Orphaned Young Woman with Bitter Past】
【Dual Cleanliness + 1v1 + HE + 7-year Age Gap + Doting Boyfriend + Maximum Sexual Tension】
(Warning: Fema...
Chapter 331: Bad Luck
——On the gambling table——
Lu Ao: "PASS."
Lu Qian frowned. There were only three cards left in the deck, and the BOOM card had not appeared yet. Up to now, the probability of Lu Ao drawing BOOM was very low.
Therefore, the gunman in this round is likely to be chosen between her and Rex.
Lei Ya shook Qing Li's arm frantically, "Ahhhhhh what should I do! The BOOM card hasn't appeared yet!!"
"I'm not blind! I can see!" Qingli shouted back anxiously, his heart in his throat.
The rest of the people didn't even dare to breathe.
This gamble is too tense.
Lu Qian took a deep breath, took the card handed to him by Rocky, and his heart was beating fast.
She placed her hand on the edge of the table and slowly rubbed the card up, bit by bit.
She lifted one eyelid and dared to look only a little.
"Heh," Rex sneered at her expression, "Little girl, are you playing house?"
"Since you call me a little girl, can't you be a little more considerate to me?" Lu Qian retorted unhappily, continuing to flip the cards quietly in his hand.
When Rex heard Lu Qian's words, he was speechless for a moment and his lips almost pursed into a slit.
The moment Lu Qian saw the card, he suddenly raised his hand and flipped it open, breathing a sigh of relief.
"PASS."
"call……"
The people on the stage also breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were even more nervous than Lu Qian who was sitting at the gambling table.
Rex took the other card that Rocky passed to him and flipped it onto the table without even looking at it.
"BOOM card appears, stop placing cards." Rocky's announcement followed.
Rex glanced calmly at the table and scoffed, "Oh, what bad luck."
"Next, draw the 'gunman,'" Rocky said as he pulled a piece of paper from the black box. "Gunman: Rex; Loaded Bullets: Three; If both the BOOM card and the DOUBLE card appear at the same time, the DOUBLE card will be invalid."
Rocky took the revolver handed to him by the waiter and said, "Let's play Russian roulette."
Solo, who had been sitting behind Rex, stood up from his chair and walked over to Rex.
Lu Qian glanced at him. The man had a blank expression on his face, but his fists were clenched.
He was definitely not as calm as he looked.
Solo shook his body, looked at the gun in Rex's hand, and his face began to look bad.
Rex stood up gracefully, straightened his clothes, holstered the revolver on his finger, and twirled it playfully.
This prelude lasted too long, and Solo's expression was obviously not as calm as at the beginning.
The sweat on his forehead condensed little by little, sliding down his cheeks to the ground, and there was obvious fear in his eyes.
Rex circled him, came in front of him, and slid the muzzle of the gun down his arm, to his shoulder, and finally to his temples.
He leaned over to Solo's ear, chuckled, and said, "Don't worry, Solo, didn't I tell you long ago that there's something wrong with this gun and it won't fire."
The voice was gentle and soothing, and the tone was serious.
When Solo heard this, his clenched fists relaxed a little, his face twitched slightly, and then slowly relaxed his expression.
"Thank you, family..."
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.
The gunshot came too suddenly, just like the one before the gambling game started.
Everyone in the audience's heartbeats skipped a beat.
"……host."
Before he could finish his sentence, a hole had already appeared on Solo's head.
Rex looked at Solo who was slowly falling to the ground and blew gently on the muzzle of the gun that was emitting white smoke.
"You have such bad luck." He said with a smile.
A piercing wound, absolutely fatal.
At the moment Solo breathed his last, his eyes were looking straight at Rex, with horror and disbelief in his eyes. It seemed that he would never believe until his death that Rex would lie to him.
The people present were speechless in the face of this scene.
Could Rex be so cruel to his confidant? Could he be so brutal?
Jiang Luan frowned even tighter, his eyes bloodshot from straining.
Was his reasoning wrong? Did Rex take the same risk as everyone else?
Lu Qian was closest to the scene, and the blood spurting out of Solo's body splashed directly onto her face.
She was in a trance and couldn't even blink.
Rex was really playing a game of life and death with them, and death was really that close to her.
Just now, less than half a meter away from her.
And the next person to have his head rotted off... might be her and Cheng Yi.
Her eyes involuntarily glanced at the man with half a rotten head on the ground, and her brows furrowed tightly.
The warm and fishy smell, as well as the white foam splashing from his brain, made Lu Qian's stomach churn physiologically.
"vomit……"
Then he held on to the table and vomited continuously.
"Ugh... cough..."
"Tsk tsk tsk," Rex glanced disdainfully at the stains on the ground, the dead body, and Lu Qian, whose face had turned pale with fear. "Sweetheart, you look so disgusting right now."
"H-Mr. Dealer... Ugh..." Lu Qian held onto the table and spoke intermittently, "I... need... to rest for a while."
Although she had been in power for a while, she had rarely seen such a bloody scene. Blood was already the limit of her acceptance, and brain matter and so on...
vomit……
It stands to reason that once the gambling begins, it cannot be stopped, but Rocky glanced at the blood and stains on the ground, a man who died with his eyes open, and a man who was scared to death and lost all blood, and he couldn't help but frown.
There is probably no better way to deal with this situation without taking a halftime break.
"Five-minute break," he looked at his watch, "Come here, clean up the gambling table."
As soon as Rocky finished speaking, Lu Qian covered his mouth and ran off the stage.
If I stay here any longer, I'll probably vomit bile.
"I'm going to see the boss!"
Lei Ya watched Lu Qianfei run out, and without caring about her own injuries, she quickly jumped down from the stands.
"Hey!" Qingli was about to stop her.
"Let her go." Jiang Luan held Qingli's shoulders and gradually exerted force on his hands.