Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

This accident happened so unexpectedly that everyone at the scene did not expect it.

It was too late, but soon, Cheng Fei'er, who was standing beside Ye Feng, immediately opened his arms to block him.

Everyone else closed their eyes one after another, unable to bear to see this tragedy.

But the imagined gunshot did not appear, but just like the previous few times, there was a crisp mechanical collision sound of "click".

Cheng Fei'er was stunned.

Hong Jiajun was stunned.

Everyone present was stunned!

what's going on?

There are a total of six magazines in this revolver, the first five are empty, so the last one should have a bullet.

But why does this happen?

Could it be...

Everyone thought of a possibility and turned their heads to look at Ye Feng.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Feng slowly spread his right palm, and a golden bullet appeared immediately.

In fact, as early as when he got the pistol for the first time, he had already taken out the bullets. Otherwise, even if he was not afraid of death, he would not be able to make fun of his own life.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Fei'er covered her mouth and cried and laughed.

It turned out that this guy had already defended himself, no wonder he was so calm.

It hurts me to worry about him all the time, it's really too bad.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she slapped him twice on the chest.

Ye Feng grabbed her wrist and stared straight at her.

Cheng Fei'er twitched a few times and didn't take it out. She was ashamed and anxious, and immediately threatened: "You... let go."

A smirk curled up at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, "Just now you took the initiative to sneak into my arms, but now you turn your face and deny anyone?"

Cheng Fei'er felt even more ashamed now, she was just excited at the time and didn't think about it that much.

Now that he said it himself, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Seeing the intimate interaction between the two, Helen's eyes flashed with jealousy.

It is really a kind of luck to be his woman.

As for the gambling seniors present, they were more concerned about how did Ye Feng take that bullet away?

They stared at him the whole time, and they didn't even see his hands and feet.

They are all well-known people in the gambling world, and they can take the bullets away without anyone noticing under their noses. Isn't this trick too powerful?

At this moment, Hong Jiajun suddenly heard angrily shouting, "Bastard, you actually cheated?"

Now he really wanted to eat Ye Feng alive.

No wonder the other party has been able to remain so calm. It turned out that the bullet had already been taken away.

On the other hand, he was in awe of the whole process, and his performance could only be described as "wretched". It can be said that he lost all face.

One can imagine his anger now.

Only then did Ye Feng let go of Cheng Fei'er, turned to look at him, and his face immediately darkened, "Fortunately, I took out the bullet in advance, otherwise I would have died under your gun. I didn't expect the genius of the Hong family to be so despicable Dirty people."

Hong Jiajun felt a little guilty, and hurriedly looked away, not daring to meet his gaze.

He was really cowardly at the time.

He doesn't want to die, he still has a bright future, if he dies like this, he will have nothing.

So for a moment, evil turned to the gall, and he shot Ye Feng directly.

He wanted to shoot this **** to death, and then use the power of the Hong family to intimidate the others to shut them up.

He had planned well at first, but he never expected that the gun was empty, which made all his plans come to nothing.

"You... don't change the subject, it's obvious that you cheated first, otherwise I wouldn't need to do it, you might have died long ago."

Now that the matter has come to this point, he can only beat back.

When Ye Feng heard his sophistry, he immediately sneered, "It seems that before the game started, you said that today you will bet on Qianshu for all three rounds. I just took the bullet and used Qianshu. You didn't see it, it's because you learned the art How can you blame me?"

Hong Jiajun was speechless for a moment. Before the game started, he did say that he would bet on Qianshu today.

Dice and poker are games of chance, and betting on life is of course also games of chance.

Since it's a gamble, there's nothing wrong with people making money.

Several gambling seniors nodded their heads one after another.

"That's right, since it's a competition of Qianshu, it's reasonable for someone to use Qianshu to take away the bullets."

"I think Mr. Xiao Feng's thousand skills have reached the point of perfection, but I didn't see it anyway."

"That's right, Hong Jiajun didn't shoot according to the agreed rules, this round should be counted as Mr. Feng's victory."

"Two out of three games, Mr. Feng has already won this game."

"I think so…"

Hong Jiajun became anxious immediately. If he just admit defeat, wouldn't he fulfill his promise and give up this gambling king competition?

Then the myth of his triple crown will come to an end.

"This round is all about guts. Since he cheated, he should naturally be counted as the loser. If you dare to cover him up, you are going against our Hong family."

He hastily yelled at several gambling seniors, looking very scary.

Those few people were immediately frightened by his aura.

Although they have a high reputation in the gambling world, they are still a little intimidated when facing a giant like the Hong family.

Seeing this guy jumping over the wall in a hurry, Ye Feng sneered, "Competing for courage, right? I'll help you!"

As he said that, he walked over and took the revolver out of his hand.

"You... what are you going to do?"

Hong Jiajun took a step back and looked at him in surprise.

Ye Feng ignored him, but ejected the wheel, and stuffed the bullets on the table one by one, leaving only one.

Then he slammed the pistol on the table, turned his head to look at Hong Jiajun, "What kind of guts is it to bet on one bullet? If you have the guts to bet on five bullets, do you dare?"

When Hong Jiajun heard this, his expression changed dramatically.

Five bullets?

Doesn't that mean that the chance of survival is only one in six?

Most likely, the first shot will be a headshot.