"What a badass, bro! Go for it! Beat the hell out of this goddamn house!"

Since its establishment, this gambling den, and indeed the entire development of Yadong, has been notorious for its brutal and efficient revolver game.

This game doesn’t involve much flashy stuff, nor does it require any technical skills.

All you need to do is load the bullets, the more you load, the higher the stakes.

Then, just put the gun to your head and pull the trigger.

If you die, you get a restart in life.

If you survive, the money is yours.

It’s that simple.

The boss has seen cowards loading a single bullet in a 36-chamber revolver.

And madmen loading five bullets in a six-chamber revolver.

Loading 35 bullets in a 36-chamber revolver? Is this someone who can’t afford a coffin looking for someone to clean up their mess?

Even the boss couldn’t sit still anymore, slamming the table and yelling in anger, "Are you trying to mess with me? If you keep this up, I’ll have someone take you down!"

Su Mo glared, poking his finger at the boss’s shoulder, "You sure talk a lot of crap. One word, play or not?"

The crowd around went crazy:

"Play, house, play with him!"

"He’s betting his life, and you’re scared with your money?"

"If you don’t play with him today, I’ll curse you for a year when I go home, and my buddies and I will never come here again!"

There’s a special formula for the number of bullets versus prize money in the revolver game.

The higher the chance of dying, the higher the prize, and it’s not simply linear, it’s exponential.

chambers with one bullet, only 2000 monthly bucks.

Six chambers with one bullet goes up to 30,000 monthly bucks.

chambers with 35 bullets, although no madman has ever played this way, it still has a price, 1.5 million!

Su Mo didn’t back down, and with the audience egging him on, the boss got serious, saying fiercely, "Alright, if you dare play, I’ll dare pay! Bring in 1.5 million boxed cash, now!"

1.5 million means 1500 bills with a face value of a thousand each, divided into 15 bundles. The den staff filled the cash in a suitcase and placed it on the table.

The atmosphere was nearly explosive, with gamblers scrambling forward to get a better view, forcing the den to send in guards to control the chaos.

The boss grabbed a big box of needle-like bullets from under the table, personally loading the chamber for Su Mo, then slapped the revolver on the table, signaling him to start.

Su Mo picked up the revolver, spinning the chamber several times before stopping.

He turned his head, smiling at Qi Ling, "How’s this for excitement, huh? Are you scared yet?"

Qi Ling shrugged, "What’s there to be scared of? But I advise you not to bet so big; if you blow your own head off with one shot, I’ll be sad."

"Blow my own head off?" Su Mo’s face twisted into a strange smile, "Who said I’m the one playing this?"

He raised the revolver, aiming at Qi Ling’s forehead, "The one playing this game, is you."

At this moment, Qi Ling’s expression froze, a seriousness never seen before surfacing in her eyes.

These words also stirred a great uproar among the gamblers:

"Damn it! You can do that???"

"Kid, can’t play yourself, making the girl step up, are you even a man?!"

"Screw you! Pointing a gun at such a pretty girl?"

"Girl, see through this bastard’s true colors; dump him and be my girlfriend instead!"

Su Mo ignored the audience’s curses, continuing to smile at Qi Ling, "What now, you don’t dare?"

Qi Ling’s gaze flitted about, her brows furrowing tightly, clearly stunned by Su Mo.

But suddenly, she saw a fleeting sly smile in Su Mo’s eyes.

His gaze was clear, devoid of the madness of gambling or the sinister look of taking lives, only clarity.

Their eyes locked amidst the roaring crowd, without any words, but their souls seemed to merge.

Gradually, Qi Ling’s eyes also blossomed with a smile.

She walked forward, head held high, placing her hand on Su Mo’s chest, pushing him back.

With a "thump," Su Mo was pushed back into the chair.

Qi Ling spread her legs, straddling Su Mo’s lap in a suggestive way, one hand around his neck, the other lifting his chin.

"Then, let my life be yours."

Qi Ling leaned her head in, pressing her forehead against his, smiling with a mysterious curve of her lips, "But—"

She reached for the gun, moving it to the back, pointing it at her own head.

"You must give me your life too."

The gamblers were utterly shocked.

With their foreheads together and the gun aimed at one head, a shot would be like piercing through two lives!

Those gamblers who had been shouting to be Qi Ling’s boyfriend all chickened out.

This woman is a lunatic!

Crazy, man and woman, crazier than the man!

Forehead to forehead, with Qi Ling’s delicate face right in front, so close one can see the petals-like iris patterns in her amber eyes.

Su Mo: "Thought it through? If you lose the gamble, it’s one shot, two lives."

Qi Ling’s half-open eyes were dreamy, her face flushed with excitement, her translucent red lips shining like blood, parting slightly:

"Then we’ll both be freed from this hellish world."

Su Mo paused slightly, not understanding her words.

He looked into her gemstone-like eyes, and after a moment of silence, loudly asked the boss, "Add a life, double up, dare you to play?!"

It had been ages since such madness was seen, the boss, too, was hot-blooded, shouting with red eyes, "Bring it! Want it, then have it! Get another box of cash up here!!!"

Another suitcase full of cash was brought out.

Two lives!

2.78% survival rate!

million monthly bucks!

"Fire! Fire! Fire!" The gamblers roared like beasts, their eyes red and spit flying, pushing the atmosphere to a boiling point.

The boss and others widened their eyes, staring straight at the couple intertwined, guns pointed at their heads, not wanting to miss a single detail.

Su Mo spoke, starting the countdown to death.

"Three."

Qi Ling clung to Su Mo, her breathing rapid and trembling, hands gripping his back with extreme excitement, her pretty nails almost digging into his flesh.

"Two."

Qi Ling raised her hand, roughly pulling off the elegant hairband from her head, letting her silver hair cascade like a shining waterfall, radiating an unprecedented wild beauty.

"One!"

Qi Ling forcefully threw the fragrant hairband into the crowd, like a star offering blessings to fans, spreading her arms as if to embrace the earth-shaking shouts.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Gamblers scrambled like hungry wolves for the tossed hairband.

The boss and others stood up in disbelief from their seats.

Su Mo smiled at the passionate girl in front of him, her amber eyes sparkling the wildest light. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The trigger, pulled.

"Click."

The crisp sound echoed, so subtle yet instantly silencing the entire place, making the surroundings as silent as a needle drop.

Everyone watched the couple, lost in shock...

No blood.

No death.

Only silent victory.

"Ahahaha!!! Ahahahaha!!!!" The iconic laughter filled the room as Qi Ling stood up from Su Mo, her face flushed with excitement, jumping up and down, "Won!!! Won!!!"

She extended her hand to the stunned boss, demanding with the authority of a winner, "3 million! Show me the money!"

For Qi Ling, who could easily throw away tens of millions, three million was just pocket change.

But now, it seemed like the most desperately desired gift of her life, continually demanding from the boss, "Pay up! Quickly! Pay up!!!"

The boss’s face twitched uncontrollably.

He instinctively felt there must be some trick here.

2.78% survival rate, how could this be?!

But he had personally handled the gun, loaded the bullets himself, and watched the whole process closely, finding nothing unusual, with no excuse to deny.

If he tried to renege, with so many veteran gamblers watching, once word got out, he’d be finished in Yadong.

In the end, the boss could only pick up the two suitcases and throw them over, cursing Qi Ling and Su Mo, "I see now, you two are the lunatics of *civilized Yadong*! Take the money and get lost!"