Speaking, Song Qiao placed the remaining five bullets in his hand on a table between the two of them.
The crowd below, hearing the difficulty had been temporarily increased, couldn't help but cheer loudly.
Their faces were flushed red, like men who had drunk too much.
It was evident their enthusiasm was high and their emotions were stirred!
Jiang Rou and Tao Jie, along with the other two, looked up at Song Qiao on stage and couldn't help but worry for him.
But besides worry, they could do nothing.
After all, this gamble was based on the mutual consent of both parties.
Any dissuasion would be utterly useless!
They were willing to bet their lives, so what good was persuasion?
Guo Shanhai looked down at the handgun Song Qiao had hooked on his finger.
He couldn't help but frown.
This was unlike gambling on stones; if it were stones, he would have absolute confidence he wouldn't lose.
But roulette was all about luck!
The position of the bullet in the cylinder was fixed.
Each pull of the trigger would cause the cylinder to rotate once.
And it would move the bullet's position closer to the chamber!
Under such circumstances, no one knew when the gunshot would suddenly ring out beside their ear.
Only after pulling the trigger would they know if luck was on their side!
And on this foundation, Song Qiao had added an extra condition.
Doing so wouldn't increase the risk; it was just to end the game faster.
After all, the risk of this game was always present; one person was destined to die!
Despite what was said, Song Qiao's condition actually added some details that could be influenced by skill to this duel.
After all, adding more bullets required re-chambering and rotating the cylinder again.
This allowed one to judge by ear if the bullet was approaching the firing line, allowing them to stop in time.
With these thoughts in mind, Guo Shanhai remained undeterred.
He gritted his teeth fiercely and shouted, "I'll go first!"
"Absolutely not!" Cheng Dong could finally bear it no longer.
He hurriedly stepped forward and whispered to Guo Shanhai, urging him.
"Master Guo, you must reconsider!"
"Earlier, my daughter was merely foolish and thus agreed to this bet with you."
"Master, rest assured, I will persuade her to willingly marry into the Guo family later."
"You don't need to risk your life over such a trivial matter!"
Cheng Dong didn't dare to forget that Guo Shanhai was from the Guo family.
If he were to die here at his daughter's birthday banquet,
He would inevitably face retribution from the Guo family!
But Guo Shanhai's blood was already boiling, and he wouldn't listen to advice at this point.
He shoved Cheng Dong aside and roared, "Get out of my way!"
"Today, I'm going to win back all the face I've lost!"
"Anyone who dares to say another word, I'll shoot him first!"
Cheng Dong sighed heavily, could only glare fiercely at his daughter.
Then he retreated to the side, hoping that Song Qiao would be the one shot later.
Song Qiao smiled and nodded, re-pressing the cylinder release to open the cylinder, allowing Guo Shanhai to confirm the number of bullets inside.
After receiving confirmation that everything was in order, he began to spin the cylinder.
Whirr...
A sound of mechanical friction echoed, and the cylinder, loaded with a single bullet, began to spin rapidly.
The crowd below held their breath, not daring to make a sound.
Lest their own actions affect the judgment of the two on stage.
Guo Shanhai was extremely focused at this moment. He closed his eyes slightly, his earlobes vibrating occasionally.
Choosing to use his hearing to determine the bullet's position.
The difference in sound was minuscule, imperceptible to an ordinary person.
But he and Song Qiao were no ordinary people.
After the cylinder had spun for an unknown number of rotations, Guo Shanhai, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
He stared intently at the gun in Song Qiao's hand and shouted, "Stop!"
Song Qiao had no intention of cheating. The moment Guo Shanhai called to stop, he slammed the cylinder shut.
With a click!
Song Qiao placed the revolver on the table in front of the two of them.
Then he raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Guo Shanhai.
"Hmph!" Guo Shanhai snorted.
Without a word, he picked up the gun and pointed it at his own temple!
At this moment, some timid guests in the audience instinctively closed their eyes.
Fearing that when the gun fired, they would witness a bloody scene they would never forget.
Guo Shanhai held the gun firmly against his forehead with his right hand. Since there was only one bullet inside,
He wasn't overly nervous now, only his finger trembled slightly.
He pressed the hammer down with his thumb and then suddenly pulled the trigger!
Click!
The cylinder rotated one notch quickly, and the hammer clicked back.
Guo Shanhai's entire body shuddered violently at that moment.
But fortunately, the sound of the hammer resetting was hollow, and it failed to fire the bullet!
Whoosh~
The crowd below let out a collective sigh of relief upon seeing this.
They now felt dry-mouthed and too tense to breathe properly.
Some grabbed the drinks on the table and gulped them down.
To alleviate their own nervousness.
Some, wiping cold sweat from their brows, marveled and discussed.
"This is too damn exciting!"
"It's like watching a blockbuster movie."
"Thank goodness, thank goodness, if it had gone off immediately then..."
Guo Shanhai also relaxed slightly in his heart.
He looked at Song Qiao with a sinister smile and said coldly,
"Your turn!"
With that, Guo Shanhai reopened the cylinder release.
He picked up another bullet from the table between them and loaded it into the chamber.
The crowd below also echoed with shouts of approval.
"They're switching so soon, this is truly exciting!"
"This Master is worthy of the name, so skilled even at this game."
"That kid is adding another bullet, he's played himself into a corner now, hahaha."
Watching Guo Shanhai hold the handgun and load it, Cheng Ran's face turned deathly pale.
The entire situation had now completely spiraled out of her control.
So she didn't know what to do.
She could only watch as Guo Shanhai finished loading the bullet and then spun the cylinder.
"Stop!"
Click!
As soon as the cylinder began to turn, Song Qiao called out to stop.
This almost caught Guo Shanhai off guard. He slammed the cylinder shut and disdainfully placed the gun on the table in front of him.
He looked at Song Qiao as if he were already dead!
Song Qiao, with a blank expression, picked up the gun from the table and pointed it directly at his own forehead, then pulled the trigger!
Seeing him so eager to seek death, everyone felt a shock in their hearts.
Many even hurriedly covered their eyes.
After all, there were now two bullets inside!
Much more dangerous than Guo Shanhai's turn earlier!
Amidst the crowd's extreme tension, Song Qiao pulled the trigger.
With a crisp click!
It missed!