I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 403: Roulette 367

Chapter 403: Roulette 367

In order to ensure the privacy of the dining environment, Feng Lai Fang’s private dining effect is quite exceptional.

The noise inside the private room did not attract any attention from the outside.

The arrogance of the man had completely exceeded Xiong Dingyuan’s expectations, and besides anger, he now had serious doubts about the man’s identity.

There were only two possibilities for someone daring to do this.

Either he is a madman,

or he is extremely confident.

Since he could have Shi Family’s young Miss and Fei Yi as companions, it was obviously not the former.

"Fine, I admit defeat this time."

Xiong Dingyuan, who could bend or stretch according to the situation, clenched his hands and let the fortunate man help up the unlucky one.

Gentlemen seek revenge, ten years is not too late.

He could make plans after he figured out the man’s details.

However, having not left just now, it wasn’t so easy for him to leave at this moment.

"Wait a minute."

Xiong Dingyuan gritted his teeth, his voice squeezing out from between them, "What else do you want?"

"We were just eating here nicely, and you barged in, made the place dirty, and now you want to leave just like that? There doesn’t seem to be such a principle in the world."

Fei Yi said nothing.

Big brother.

The blood on the ground seems to be your own doing, right? Can you blame others?

Looking at Xiong Dingyuan now, Fei Yi’s eyes were filled with pity.

Xiong Dingyuan’s chest heaved violently, and Shi Qianxi was a bit worried that the guy would faint from fury.

In the past, others said she was willful, and she never argued, but if someone spoke ill of her now, she wouldn’t agree.

Compared to this little prince, she considered herself inferior.

"I can give her to you, but don’t push it too far."

If he had been this magnanimous earlier, none of this would have happened.

But people often do not turn back until they hit the south wall.

"I, for one, always believe in convincing people with virtue. But I tried reasoning with you, and you wouldn’t listen..."

"Pfft..."

Shi Qianxi quickly covered her mouth.

Ye Tingxuan, who was interrupted, glanced at her and smiled.

"I’m not going to make it hard for you, let’s play a game. Win, and you take your people and leave."

Another game.

Jiang Chen silently took a sip of water.

Under someone else’s roof, one has no choice but to bow. Staring at the revolver, Xiong Dingyuan breathed heavily and hoarsely asked, "What game?"

"Quite simple, Russian roulette."

Ye Tingxuan’s words landed and everyone’s expression changed.

Clearly, they had all heard of this game.

Russian roulette.

Known as one of the most thrilling and dangerous games in the world.

It’s a scenario that appears in various movies and TV shows.

Players load a varying number of bullets into a revolver, then point the gun at their own heads and pull the trigger.

If they don’t die, it means victory.

That’s right.

The stakes of this game are life and death!

Under everyone’s gaze, Ye Tingxuan methodically opened the cylinder, meticulously removed the remaining five bullets, and then inserted one single bullet.

"Click!"

The cylinder snapped back into place.

Ye Tingxuan slapped it.

The cylinder spun rapidly.

"There are six chambers and one bullet; you have a five out of six chance of winning. Those are pretty good odds."

Damn pretty good odds!

Indeed.

A five out of six chance is correct.

But one must realize, if you lose and hit that unlucky one-sixth, the outcome is death!

Xiong Dingyuan could no longer control himself, "You’re fucking insane!"

"Many have called me that."

Ye Tingxuan’s smile remained unchanged.

"What do you say? Do you play or not?"

Of course, Xiong Dingyuan would not play such a game. It didn’t matter if the risk was one in six or one in sixty—he wouldn’t gamble!

"Click!"

But who knew, without another word, the other party raised the revolver to his temple and pulled the trigger.

Thankfully, the chamber was empty!

But this also scared him into a cold sweat!

Shi Qianxi and Fei Yi were also stunned!

You must know that they had just seen the other party stuff a bullet into the chamber.

In other words, if luck had been just a little worse, Xiong Dingyuan would have had his head blown open by now!

Ye Tingxuan just shrugged his shoulders.

"Too bad, it seems your luck isn’t bad."

Xiong Dingyuan’s heart thumped wildly, almost leaping out of his throat, the first time he felt the fear of death.

"Fei Yi..."

He was indeed scared, having never encountered such a person before, his eyes looking towards Fei Yi could not hide his panic, completely losing the ferocity he had shown earlier.

"Little Prince..."

Of course, Fei Yi also did not want to really cause a fatality.

Little Prince?

Hearing this title, Xiong Dingyuan’s heart shook, and putting together the other party’s heartless actions, he finally understood his identity.

For a moment, he was struck as if by a thunderbolt, his face turned dreadful, a chill ran swiftly up his spine akin to falling into an ice cellar, and his entire body couldn’t help but shiver uncontrollably.

"It’s none of your business."

Ye Tingxuan ignored Fei Yi, "Since you won’t choose, I’ll choose for you. If you do it yourself, it’s a matter of one shot; if I do it, five shots."

Having said that.

The gun’s muzzle was aimed at Xiong Dingyuan’s chest.

"Click."

Ning Hui had already been scared silly.

Another blank round.

Ye Tingxuan smiled.

"Three shots left."

Xiong Dingyuan did not run, partly because his legs were weak, and partly because he dared not.

If he ran, his entire family would be in trouble! It might even bring doom upon them!

With the power of the Ye Family, exterminating the Xiong Family would be as easy as flipping one’s hand.

"Little Prince, I gamble!"

He cried out, trembling yet astute!

Gambling himself, there was a five in six chance.

But if the other party did it, it would become one in six!

An arithmetic question that even a primary school student could solve.

But Ye Tingxuan didn’t care at all.

When he played games, he always followed the rules, and the game had already started, so how could it be changed?

"You have no opportunity to choose."

"Click!"

The third shot.

Ye Tingxuan raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised by the other party’s good luck.

Xiong Dingyuan was sweating profusely, his lips losing their color.

"The fourth shot."

The revolver swayed up and down, finally aiming at the belly.

"Click!"

Even as a bystander, Fei Yi couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

Five shots, and four were blanks.

This luck was simply against the heavens!

If Xiong Dingyuan had chosen to do it himself just now, he might have truly escaped the calamity.

After all, the credibility of Little Prince Ye was unquestionable.

"Impressive, just one last shot left."

The revolver could hold six bullets in total, and four blanks had been fired just now.

In films and television dramas, this would be unthinkable!

That is to say, of the two remaining chambers, one must contain the single bullet.

The chance of five in six had become one in two.

Xiong Dingyuan’s mind had already lost the ability to think, he was in a state of shock, and his legs shook uncontrollably.

Under everyone’s gaze, Ye Tingxuan played with the revolver, constantly moving it as though nothing satisfied him, and finally, with a smile on his lips, aimed at Xiong Dingyuan’s groin.

"Good luck to you."

Before the words had settled, the trigger was crisply pulled.

"Bang!"

No miracle occurred.

After the explosive sound, Xiong Dingyuan lay on the ground, writhing in agony, a puddle of blood slowly spreading beneath him.

"Ahhh!!!!!!"

The scream ripped through the air, making listeners’ scalps tingle!