The one-minute betting period passed in the blink of an eye.
As the referee announced the end of betting, the entire stadium fell silent instantly.
All eyes were on the young man in military uniform sitting calmly at the gambling table.
This time, almost no one had high hopes for him. Could the boy escape the fate of being shot in the head?
Most of the gamblers bet against the winner.
Of course, this excludes Lin Dong, who recklessly bet 5 million.
A faint smile remained on Lin Dong's lips.
With his three eyes activated simultaneously – remote viewing, X-ray vision, and microscopic vision – he could see right through the inside of the revolver in the boy's hand.
Lin Dong knew that this shot was a blank.
"Stop betting, roulette begins."
The middle-aged referee's cold and ruthless voice rang out.
The thin, military-uniformed boy raised his gun without hesitation.
"Snap!"
The trigger was pulled, but the expected gunshot and bloodshed did not occur.
Damn, it was a blank shot? The boy won his gamble again.
The boy in military uniform was taken aback and blankly put down his pistol.
In contrast, the tall, thin man sitting opposite the boy had turned ashen-faced.
Next shot, it's his turn.
The tall, thin middle-aged man trembled all over, as if he saw Death, cloaked in black, standing behind him.
Soon, he will fall into the abyss of death, never to awaken again...
"First shot, left side wins, payout begins."
The middle-aged referee gave the boy a long look and announced the result in a loud voice.
This kid is incredibly lucky.
The gamblers in the stands during this round were almost all screaming in despair at losing money.
Only Lin Dong showed a bright smile, along with Kun Sheng next to him, who looked completely bewildered.
What? You actually guessed right?
That's $5 million! And it doubled in less than a minute!
Soon, a black leather suitcase containing 5 million US dollars was brought over by two waiters.
Kun Sheng was jolted awake by the waiter's crisp "Congratulations, Mr. Kun!"
They really won this round of Russian roulette, winning a full 5 million, in US dollars!
Lin Dong's gambling luck is truly amazing. Could it be that his reputation for "gambling victory" is not unfounded?
"Boss Kun, how about it? Do you believe me now?"
Lin Dong opened the black leather suitcase, glanced at the colorful US dollars inside, and teased with a smile.
Kun Sheng blushed, then gave a sheepish thumbs-up.
"Wow! That gambling was fucking thrilling!"
Lin Dong leaned back and comfortably crossed his legs:
"Don't rush, there are still two rounds to go."
......
Five minutes later, the payout for this round of Russian roulette ended, and the next round of betting began.
"Congratulations! The player on the left has won three consecutive rounds. They can now leave their seat and collect their prize money."
The middle-aged referee took a deep breath and announced the final result for the boy on the left.
The strange boy in military uniform, with his indifferent expression throughout, deeply shocked him.
What could a 14-year-old boy have gone through to make him so indifferent to life?
"I choose to continue gambling."
A high-pitched voice, still tinged with a hint of immaturity, echoed in the casino.
The referee was stunned, staring incredulously at the boy's youthful face.
What? You're still gambling?
This... are you really not afraid of death? Or rather, do you really want to actively seek death?
The gamblers in the stands erupted in cheers once again.
They've played Russian roulette quite a few times, but this is the first time they've encountered someone so fearless.
Moreover, this is a boy who is about 14 years old.
Have you thought it through?
The middle-aged referee made one last check, and he really couldn't understand why the young man would do such a thing.
"I've thought it through!"
The boy in military uniform nodded and answered indifferently.
The middle-aged referee frowned helplessly and announced loudly:
"Okay, next shot on the right, bet 1.5 to win, bet 0.5 to lose."
"One minute left in the countdown, please place your bets as soon as possible."
The black revolver was handed to the tall, thin middle-aged man.
Everyone could clearly see that the tall, thin man's hand holding the gun began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Mr. Lin, are you betting on winning or losing this time? Looking at this cowardly bear, he's definitely going to get shot in the head again."
Kun Sheng had just won 5 million, and he was already looking at Lin Dong with new respect.
"Bet on the winner."
Lin Dong answered calmly, then picked up the betting device and pressed the win button on the right.
Lin Dong's betting amount this time once again gave Kun Sheng a heart attack.
Holy crap, 10 million?
Lin Dong, you bastard, you've invested it all, principal and interest?
Kun Sheng has begun to question the meaning of life.
He now felt that, in terms of sheer madness in this gambling hall, the boy in military uniform was number one, and Lin Dong was number two.
Or perhaps they were originally the same kind of people.
"Ladies and gentlemen, your one minute is up. Betting is now closed. Good luck!"
After the middle-aged referee finished speaking, he gestured to the tall, thin man who was trembling all over to begin.
The tall, thin man with a sallow complexion trembled as he raised the revolver in his right hand.
Before the dark muzzle of the gun even touched his temple, he had already closed his eyes in despair.
"Snap!"
The entire room fell silent.
Holy crap, no way? Another missed shot?
This is too weird!
This time, almost all the gamblers in the stands lost their bets again.
Because after the boy in military uniform fired a blank shot, the probability of a headshot with the next shot had already increased significantly.
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