Sun Qing has a heart, but he is actually similar to Xu Fei.

Anyway, I have already offended the surname Meng, so it is better to hope that the death of the surname Meng is in the hands of the God of Gambling.

In this way, it is also avoided that the surname Meng will settle accounts after the autumn.

It's just that although he thinks so in his heart, he hasn't had time to say it in his mouth.

Seeing that the people of the Li and Wang families were all glaring at Xu Fei viciously, Sun Qingyou could only swallow the words that came to his mouth back into his stomach.

If nothing else, I'm afraid that if the third round surnamed Meng wins again, the people of the Li and Wang families will run to tell the surname Meng, then his surname Sun will not die and will shed his skin.

"I don't know if this third round will open the gambling market!"

Sun Qing looked at him left and right, stretching his neck and looking around.

"Master Sun doesn't want to continue to bet on God to win, right?"

Wang Huihui asked curiously.

"Even if there is?"

Sun Qingyou pouted, "I admit that I underestimated the surname Meng before, he is not only lucky, but also very good at gambling, but Russian roulette is purely ......"

He stopped abruptly when he said this.

Because Russian roulette is all about luck and who lives and dies, and no skill is used at all.

Of course, the savvy gambler, who also knows the weight of the revolver to the extreme, can try to turn the magazine with the bullet to the desired position when flipping the wheel.

But the problem is that when you make a bet, you have to dial the wheel to determine who will grab first.

In this way, the hands and feet that have been done before will not work.

Unless you can estimate who shot first and who shot later, it doesn't make sense.

But who can estimate in advance and be foolproof?

At least he, Sun Qingyou, didn't know and didn't 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 skill is, it is useless.

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly realized that in today's gambling game, the surname Meng seemed to have been full of luck from beginning to end.

In fact, not only Sun Qingyou, but the vast majority of gamblers on the scene still think that Meng Hao can win over the God of Gamblers, and the element of luck accounts for eighty percent.

On the contrary, the gambling god does not believe in luck at all, he firmly believes that Meng Hao can win, relying on completely crushing his eyesight, technology, and memory.

That's why the god of gambling chooses Russian roulette, because Russian roulette is really purely by luck.

The casino did not open a separate market.

First of all, the roulette wheel has a limited amount of time, and it only takes a few minutes to finish, and basically the bet is over before the bet is finished here.

Secondly, the first two games of the casino have already made a lot of money, it is better to collect it when it is good, which can show the forced style of the casino.

A brand new revolver for roulette was quickly delivered.

Meng Hao and the God of Gamblers finished checking each other, and the casino professionals put in a bullet, and the God of Gamblers and Meng Hao each tossed the wheel, and then returned the wheel to its place.

The gambling god looked solemn during the whole process, and there was no longer the previous relaxation and leisure.

On the contrary, Meng Hao was still calm and indifferent, and he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation in his voice.

It was still the casino attendant who threw the dice to make a decision, and Meng Hao took the lead in picking up the revolver and pulling the trigger at his temple.

The audience was silent.

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

There was a soft "pop".

Fortunately, it was empty.

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

Two women couldn't hold back their screams, and hurriedly covered their mouths with their hands.

There are even a few people who are not mentally tough enough, and even "pounced" and sat directly on the ground with weak knees.

It's so exciting.

In the past, I always watched it on movies and television, which was already nerve-wracking, but now it is really unbearable to watch this kind of scene up close.

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

It's the same as watching a horror movie, it's definitely not the ghost itself that is scary, but the moment the ghost suddenly appears, accompanied by the sound of horror music, that's the most terrifying.

So as the God of Gamblers and Meng Hao took turns to take the pistol and shoot at themselves, many people left the casino to avoid the sudden "snap" that caused them to have a heart attack and die.

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

However, it is precisely because of their concern that they cannot persevere to the end.

Even if they were standing on the periphery, they couldn't see Meng Hao holding the pistol to their temples at all, but in the dead silence of the audience, the sudden "pop" sound made them unbearable.

So the two of them left the casino first.

Li Wenyuan was afraid of lawlessness on the cape ship, and the two beautiful girls went out, but he was afraid that he would cause unwarranted trouble, so he could only accompany the two girls back to the cabin.

Wang Qingsong was left to accompany Master Sun, plus Xu Fei, who wanted to see Meng Hao die, and did not go back until the Russian roulette between the God of Gamblers and Meng Hao ended.

Asked who won, Wang Qingsong said with a wry smile: "It's still that Meng Gongzi who won, I really don't know if he is lucky, or if he really has a skill that far surpasses the God of Gambling!" ”

"The God of Gamblers...... He's dead? Li Wenyuan asked.

"Nope!"

Wang Qingsong shook his head, "The last shot is the turn of the God of Gamblers, since the first five shots are all empty, the bullet must be the last shot." The God of Gamblers was sweating profusely at the time, and his hands holding the gun were a little shaky, but the result was ...... Meng Gongzi stopped the God of Gamblers from continuing to shoot, and just asked the God of Gamblers to join his alliance and become his subordinate! ”

"Then the God of Gamblers agreed?"

Li Xue blurted out.

"Nope!"

Wang Qingsong shook his head again, "He said...... Since he failed to inflict any blow on Meng Gongzi, then the old ancestor would definitely take action in person. If Meng Gongzi can defeat the old patriarch, he will bow down at the feet of Meng Gongzi and beg Meng Gongzi to accept him into the alliance! ”

"Old Ancestor? Which old patriarch? ”

Wang Huihui couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I don't know! Meng Gongzi and the God of Gambling didn't seem to be willing to reveal too much, so they ...... The two men spoke very succinctly, and only they could understand it. Now the people in the casino are all talking about the identity of this Meng Gongzi and who the old ancestor in their mouth is. ”

The room was silent, also thinking about the problem.

Even Xu Fei sat quietly on the side, with a gloomy face and did not speak.

He now thoroughly understood that Meng Hao was definitely not someone he could afford to mess with.

He had repeatedly spoken ill of Meng Hao before, and later when Meng Hao was betting against the God of Gamblers, he openly hoped that Meng Hao would die in the hands of the God of Gamblers-

Of course, as long as the Li and Wang families didn't tell the story, Meng Hao wouldn't know about it.

However, he was a thief, and he was still afraid that Meng Hao would come to him for revenge.

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

Otherwise, with Master Sun's character, even if he would have a weak heart in his heart, he would be afraid that Meng Gongzi would turn around and make trouble for him, but when mentioning Meng Hao's identity and who the old ancestor in the mouth of the gambling god was, he would inevitably make some unrealistic and strange statements.

"Alas!"

Wang Qingsong suddenly let out a long sigh.

Li Wenyuan knew very well why he sighed, in fact, Li Wenyuan was also sad at this time, and he just wanted to sigh.

"Xiaoxue, you follow ...... Meng Gongzi has a little friendship, next time I meet, can I ...... it?"

Li Wenyuan really couldn't say the words later, he was dozens of years old, he couldn't be as cheeky as Sun Qingyou.

"Can you still invite someone to come with us?"

Li Xue smiled bitterly and said it for her father, "As long as people walk with us, with their identities, the Gao family and even Iron Fist Cao can't be presumptuous!" But the problem is that we offended people badly before, including your two elders, who said that they should stop walking with us! How can you make me embarrassed to go back on my word and say good things to others with a cheeky face? ”

"Yes, I complain that Master Sun and our Senior Brother Xu are talking too badly, and a good talisman was thrown away by us!"

Wang Huihui also pouted and added, "I even suspect now that people were willing to go with us at the beginning, originally to help us solve the troubles of the Gao family!" Didn't you hear what Meng Gongzi said, he wants to make Gao Mingtian and the murderous woman surnamed Cao regret it! With the identity of the leader of the alliance, even the God of Gambling has to bow down at the feet of others, how can the Gao family and Iron Fist Cao afford to provoke others? But it's good now, the Gao family hasn't regretted it yet, we regret it to death! ”

"Alas!"

Wang Qingsong sighed again.

He regretted it to death now.

Because Li Wenyuan speaks more tactfully, but what about him Wang Qingsong?

In order to cater to Master Sun, he also said a few words that were very difficult to listen to and very bastard.

"It's your bastard thing who speaks the hardest, I knew I really shouldn't have let you come along!"

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

Xu Fei was unconvinced, but he had nothing to argue with.

Only in his heart, he hated Meng Hao to death.

Merely......

What's the use!

Hate is also white hate.

No matter how unconvinced he Xu Fei was, he had to admit that with his Xu Fei's weight, he didn't even have the qualifications to be an enemy of Meng Gongzi.

So......

It's better to swallow your anger and wash and sleep!