I'm just acting like a pervert, I'm actually a good prisoner

As soon as he finished speaking, Ivan laughed out loud.

"Hahaha! Interesting, interesting, bet your life, okay~"

He clapped his hands on the armrest several times, looking very happy, and the whole room was filled with his laughter.

Just as others started laughing, Ivan suddenly froze, leaned forward on the gambling table, and looked at the old man.

"Then I'll do the same as you, bet my life - how about it?"

What?

The old man's original vigorous momentum suddenly stagnated.

After he said the words of betting his life, he originally regretted it a little, but he just held on because he couldn't lose the battle.

But I didn't expect Ivan to be so crazy!

He wanted to bet his life because he had no other chips, but the other party had just won 300 million in his hand, why did he bet with him?

The aura between people is like this.

When one side becomes stronger, the other side will become weaker.

Originally, the old man thought that his desperate move would make Ivan back off, and then he would take a step back and lend him some money to continue gambling.

But what to do now?

A drop of cold sweat slid down the old man's forehead. Staring at Ivan's teasing eyes, he could only straighten his body and control his hands from shaking.

He had been fighting in the business world for decades, how could he be scared back by a young boy?

"Okay, then how do you gamble?"

Hearing the other party's response, Ivan clapped his hands happily.

"Great! It turns out that the veteran is still courageous, and things are finally getting interesting!"

Then, he stretched out one hand to the left, and a bodyguard immediately stepped forward and put a silver revolver in his hand.

Ivan took the gun and turned the revolver, and everyone saw that there were already two bullets in it.

"I think everyone knows what we are going to play next when they see this gun?"

After closing the revolver, Ivan stood up from the chair excitedly and turned the gun in his hand.

The other guests couldn't help but tremble when they saw this, and controlled themselves not to dodge out of control.

This revolver has no safety device. If someone accidentally fired and hit them, it would be too unfair!

Therefore, anyone who cherishes life will not be able to remain calm when seeing this scene.

Ivan seemed not to see the solemn gazes of others. He put the muzzle of the gun upright to his mouth and walked to Xie Qi casually like a host holding a microphone.

"Then please ask an audience member to tell us the name of the game we are going to play. Come on, please invite this lucky person--"

As he finished speaking, the muzzle of the gun came to Xie Qi.

Xie Qi stared at Ivan, who was very close to him, in silence, and then said lightly: "It's Russian roulette."

"Bingo!"

"This audience member got it right! But there is no reward~"

Ivan's tone fluctuated, sometimes high and sometimes low.

The mood of the people in the field also rose and fell with his voice.

The old man was cold all over and stared at the gun tightly.

Only then did he realize that the threat of death was hanging over his head, and there was no room for him to refuse.

"Well... I should find another lucky audience member to help spin the roulette wheel. Who should I find~"

Ivan left Xie Qi, and every time he passed behind a guest, the person would feel nervous.

Fortunately, he did not choose the guest at the table, but Luo Chi, who was wearing a waiter's uniform and leaning against the wall.

"Me, me?"

Luo Chi was shocked and pointed at himself.

"Yeah, come on, just spin it casually, after all, our lives are in your hands~"

It would have been better if Ivan didn't say it. After he said it, Luo Chi felt more pressured.

If he accidentally killed someone, wouldn't he become a sinner?

But he couldn't refuse. He always felt that if he didn't listen to the person in front of him, he wouldn't have to worry about who he would kill. The first person to be killed should be himself.

Luo Chi carefully took the gun and spun the roulette wheel vigorously.

"Good boy."

Ivan raised his lips and turned to face the crowd.

The others stayed where they were, and as spectators of the duel between Ivan and the old man, they were more nervous than the parties involved.

The old man had also come out and stood face to face with Ivan. His cheeks were blue, and he had not yet recovered from his asthma. He looked old and weak.

If someone who didn't know the situation saw it, they might think they were abusing the old man.

Ivan casually took the gun and said to the old man with a smile: "Don't be afraid, one bullet per person, isn't it fair?"

Then, before everyone could react, he naturally raised the muzzle of the gun and pressed it against his temple.

"Then I'll go first~"

After the words fell, his index finger moved.Click——

No one was shot in the head.

Empty gun!

The people around him breathed a sigh of relief.

They had been holding their breath since Ivan pointed the gun at them, and they were only relaxing now.

But they relaxed too early.

Since Ivan had already fired a shot, the pressure was on the old man.

Ivan walked leisurely to his side and put the gun in his hand considerately.

But as soon as he put it on, the old man's hand was shaking so much that he couldn't hold it. It was Ivan's quick eyes and hands that prevented it from falling to the ground.

"Be careful, if it goes off accidentally, it will hurt others."

Ivan said to the old man with a serious face, and took the gun back considerately.

Everyone around was surprised at his thick skin, but they heard his next words:

"Since you can't hold it, let me help you."

The silver-white gun body was held by the same white hands, forming a perfect fusion with Ivan's white suit.

"No, no, I still have something..."

"Bang——"

Ivan used his mouth to simulate the sound of a gunshot, causing the old man's body to shake violently.

"Haha!"

Seeing that the other party was frightened by him and turned pale, he laughed happily.

Xie Qi looked at Ivan's bad taste and couldn't help but pursed his lips.

"I give up! I won't follow you..."

Bang!

The bursting blood sprayed in the air when no one expected it.

A wound as big as a bowl appeared on the old man's forehead, and his eyes dimmed rapidly.

A waiter couldn't help screaming, and the bodyguards immediately dragged him out.

It was also the first time that Xie Qi saw someone being killed in front of him.

His pupils shrank, his eyebrows knitted, and his heartbeat accelerated rapidly.

What is this feeling? Is it fear? Or disgust?

A person who was alive just now was standing in front of him, but now he was dead, and the person who killed him was still in high spirits, without a trace of guilt.

This person was very dangerous.

Xie Qi's vigilance against Ivan reached its peak.

"It's over like this, so boring."

Ivan, who had just killed someone, was still smiling, and there was blood splashed on his face and body.

"It's a bit boring to end like this, don't you think?"

He turned his head and asked others, but no one dared to look him in the eye, for fear that this madman would shoot at them.

Only Xie Qi did not look away, and the two met in the air.

Luo Chi saw that Xie Qi seemed to be stared at by the murderer, and wanted to open his mouth to stop him, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Xie Qi looked at Ivan, who was holding a gun and pointing it at him, and his heartbeat slowed down.

Ivan tilted his head, his eyes hidden under the silver mask staring at Xie Qi's every move, and said playfully:

"Guess if you get shot, will you die or live?"