Guo Shanhai's smile froze on his face, and his relaxed body tensed up again.
Still prone on the ground, he didn't even want to get up again, because that would mean it was his turn!
The crowd below was also astonished.
They looked around in bewilderment, clearly not understanding what had happened.
"Huh? Did that kid just shoot?"
"When did he reload?"
"How many bullets are in there now?"
"Who's turn is it next?"
Song Qiao's movements were too fast, and the crowd's nerves were too taut.
So after he quickly reloaded a bullet and aimed at his own head before pulling the trigger.
The others' nerves hadn't even kept up with his speed.
At this moment, a series of questions lay on the table, waiting for him to explain.
Song Qiao flipped open the cylinder, revealing four bullets inside, and smiled at Guo Shanhai, saying.
"It's your turn, five this time!"
Guo Shanhai, with a surge of strength from somewhere, flipped over and got up from the ground.
Staring at Song Qiao, he roared, "What nonsense! Hurry up and load the bullets!"
"If I survive this, you'll surely die next time!"
Hmm?
Seeing Guo Shanhai standing before him fearlessly, Song Qiao couldn't help but let out a soft hum.
He raised an eyebrow, ran his palm over the cylinder, and loaded another bullet into it.
"Did you see clearly? There are five shots now, are you sure you can survive it?"
Song Qiao smiled at Guo Shanhai, staring intently into his eyes as he asked.
Guo Shanhai swallowed hard and nodded vigorously, urging him on.
"Start quickly! I'll definitely survive this time!"
Song Qiao smiled and said nothing.
With a flick of his wrist, he gave it a hard spin!
The cylinder spun more vigorously than before, its sound growing increasingly shrill and piercing.
Guo Shanhai, just like the previous times, gently closed his eyes.
Perhaps it was the relief of escaping death, or perhaps he had gained experience. This time, his expression and movements were noticeably more relaxed than before.
"Stop!"
Soon, Guo Shanhai opened his eyes and shouted to stop.
Song Qiao abruptly slammed the cylinder shut, locked it, and placed the pistol back on the table between them.
He looked at Guo Shanhai and teased, "You look so relaxed this time, don't tell me you're counting on your luck to be amazing?"
"Hmph! Of course!"
A look of disdain flashed across Guo Shanhai's face. He reached out and grabbed the gun from the table.
With a click, he pressed the pistol firmly against his temple.
Just as everyone nervously closed their eyes again, a sinister smile spread across Guo Shanhai's lips.
He abruptly turned the gun's muzzle and aimed it at Song Qiao!
"Hehehe," Guo Shanhai held the gun pointed at Song Qiao and sneered.
"As a member of the prestigious Guo family, how could I gamble my life with a lowly person like you?"
"Aren't you being a little too confident!"
Huh?
"What?"
"He! He's going to?"
Seeing Guo Shanhai raise the gun, not towards himself but directly at Song Qiao.
The crowd below instantly realized what was happening.
Their gazes towards Guo Shanhai now held a hint of something else.
Some even pointed at the stage with their fingers, their expressions filled with disdain.
"Stop!"
As the situation on stage escalated, Jiang Rou and Tao Jie, along with two others from below, quickly reacted.
Without a word, they rushed towards the stage to save Song Qiao.
Guo Shanhai's two bodyguards exchanged glances and quickly moved to intercept them.
A standoff ensued, and a battle was imminent!
"Stay put, everyone! Don't move!"
Song Qiao glanced at Jiang Rou, exchanged a look with her, and shouted at the three to retreat.
Then, he slowly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
Looking at Guo Shanhai, who was pointing the gun at him, he questioned.
"Are you chickening out?"
Guo Shanhai snorted, looking disdainful and arrogant.
"I won't waste my time with trash like you!"
"There are five bullets in here now. If you want to gamble, let's see if you can survive two shots first!"
There were six chambers in total, and five bullets were loaded.
Besides the jamming or misfiring that the crowd had initially called out, no one could survive two shots!
So Guo Shanhai clearly intended to kill Song Qiao!
This made Cheng Ran feel furious. Her usually serene face was now as cold as if covered in frost.
Her voice was chillingly sharp as she stared at Guo Shanhai and scolded.
"Guo Shanhai! You!"
"Wife."
Just as Cheng Ran was about to unleash a torrent of abuse at Guo Shanhai, urging him to lower the gun.
She suddenly heard someone call her "wife."
This made her pause for a moment, and then her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.
The unsaid words were naturally swallowed back down her throat.
Realizing it was Song Qiao who had called her, she lowered her head and mumbled shyly.
"Don't call me that, we're not yet..."
Song Qiao smiled, "Don't worry."
"Let me gamble with him one more time. After this one, we will be!"
"Gamble what?" Cheng Ran and Guo Shanhai asked in unison, their curiosity piqued.
It wasn't just them; everyone was wondering what else Song Qiao could possibly gamble at this point.
After all, he was being held at gunpoint by Guo Shanhai.
When a person's life is no longer their own, what else can they bet?
Amidst the confusion, Song Qiao slowly lowered his hands that had been raised above his head.
He curled a finger and calmly pointed at the gun in Guo Shanhai's hand.
"I bet... there are no bullets in your gun!"
Upon hearing Song Qiao's bet, everyone displayed a uniform expression of bewilderment.
You were the one who loaded the bullets yourself, everyone had clearly seen it!
Wasn't this blatant falsehood?
Including Guo Shanhai, everyone thought Song Qiao had been scared witless.
That's why he was speaking such nonsense.
"Hmph! Let's see how long you can be stubborn!"
Guo Shanhai snorted, too lazy to waste any more time with Song Qiao.
He directly cocked the hammer back, slowly applied pressure with his index finger, and pulled the trigger!
*Click!*
It was the same sound, one that everyone had heard countless times, even becoming numb to it.
Beyond that, the gun made no other noise!
"What?"
"There really are no bullets?"
"Impossible!" Guo Shanhai refused to believe it.
He continued to pull the trigger repeatedly, *click!*
*Click!*
He pulled the trigger six times in a row, his index finger growing sore from the strain.
Yet, the handgun still failed to fire a single bullet!
Heh heh.
Song Qiao let out two cold laughs. He fumbled in his pocket for a moment, then opened his hands.
*Clack, clack, clack...*
A total of six bullets cascaded from his hand onto the ground.
They made a series of crisp clinking sounds.
Song Qiao looked at the stunned Guo Shanhai and smiled.
"I noticed your emotions were off a while ago, so when I spun the cylinder, I ejected the bullets."
"You scoundrel! You actually dared to cheat!"
When there were only three bullets left in the gun, Guo Shanhai was already trembling with nervousness.
He was even too scared to stand up from the ground.
But after two more bullets were added, the other party's behavior was surprisingly abnormal.
How could Song Qiao not become vigilant?
*Thump, thump, thump...*
Before Guo Shanhai could react, Song Qiao seemed to slip, and with lightning speed, he lunged towards him.
He raised his leg and kicked Guo Shanhai to the ground!
He stated directly, "Since you're not playing by the rules, then so be it!"
With that, Song Qiao stepped on him.
Ignoring Guo Shanhai's struggles and curses under his feet, Song Qiao then turned to Cheng Ran and smiled.
"Am I your husband now?"