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Chapter 427 427. Gambling Game

"This game is so dangerous."

Beside the table, Ge Sheng, a reporter from Gucheng Daily, had a solemn expression.

"This game does not stipulate the conditions for losing, but in fact it is very clear in the rules. As long as you are shot, you will definitely die. The winner is the opponent."

This is a true game of Russian Roulette that plays until one of the players dies.

"But everyone has different chip numbers, so someone will have an advantage, which is unfair from the beginning."

The young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses adjusted his glasses, couldn't help but sigh, and looked at the organizer again.

"Besides, we don't know how many chips you have. If you have thousands of chips, even though it's not cheating, we can't beat you."

This is indeed true.

Since you have to pay a price to skip shooting, the more chips you have, the more advantage you have. Since the organizer can give everyone so many [blood chips], there is a high possibility that he still has stock. This is certainly not cheating. But the hidden advantages.

"I'll do the challenge with only thirty chips."

The organizer waved his hand and displayed the chips on his body.

At the same time, the adjudicators also distributed the ten clearance chips to other people.

Now everyone has more or less twenty or thirty chips. As for the more detailed distinction, it is difficult to balance.

“And this game is not just about gambling with chips.”

The organizer's voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been burned by flames. Qiao Mu had only heard similar sounds in the apartment building burned by fire before.

"The rules say that you can pay any price, and at the same time, the other party must also pay the same price. Although some people may not have as many chips as others, you still have something else to bet on, right?"

The organizer's tone rose slightly, and his eyes hidden in the hood seemed to be scanning the crowd, and he could glimpse the joyful expressions among them.

This made Wushan subconsciously feel that the person sitting here at this moment was not a paper man, but a real flesh and blood body.

However, it is still impossible to see clearly who is behind it. Although the hood is theoretically only covered by a shadow and will not cover the entire face, at this moment, the face of the organizer is covered by a black mist, which is extremely dark. , like the universe.

"It sounds cruel."

On the side, the owner of the building in yellow, Bai Ying, who was wearing a cheongsam, put away his folding fan, revealing his beautiful face underneath.

"For the sake of fairness, we draw lots to determine the groupings."

The organizer asked his men to bring some chips of different colors, show them to everyone, and then put them into the bag in front of everyone.

"As you saw just now, there are a total of sixteen chips here, with eight colors. Everyone can use them individually. Those of the same color form a group."

After he explained, he immediately reached out and took out a chip from the bag. The bloody chip was dark blue.

Everyone looked at each other.

After all, no one wants to be the first to draw the organizer. Since he dares to come like this, he must have been prepared, and with his weird appearance, he doesn't know whether he will die. Therefore, everyone wants others to try it out. .

Qiao Mu volunteered and reached out to get the chips.

It's yellow.

"Pity."

Qiao Mu made a sound of regret. It seemed that he couldn't face the organizer directly.

Next everyone drew chips one after another.

I don’t know if Su Hong manipulated the odds, but the four people were not assigned to the same group, and the unlucky guy who had to face off directly with the organizer was the businessman Xue Youda who was lucky enough to advance in the last round.

Xue Youda looked at Wushan with despair.

"The essence of this game is not about gambling, but about letting your opponent die or admit defeat."

Kiriyama said coldly.

"You'd better stake all your belongings from the beginning, and then pay a price you can accept, whether it's hands or feet. Only in that way can you win."

Hearing Wushan's reminder, Xue Youda's face suddenly darkened.

Because this means there is no way he can win.

"Let's do this, friend, tell me your address. If something happens to you, I can help you take care of your wife and children."

Qiao Mu said as if he came over to join in the fun.

"you!"

Xue Youda wanted to scold the other party loudly, but soon realized that this was not a joke, but a fact that was very likely to happen.

He told Wushan and Qiao Mu his address, and then came to the table.

This is the small table moved by the adjudicator. It is covered with a white tablecloth and contains a revolver with a sealed magazine.

The organizer sat on one of the chairs and motioned for Xue Youda to take a seat.

Xue Youzhan sat opposite him tremblingly.

Immediately, the organizer loaded a brass-colored bullet, rotated the magazine, and placed the revolver on the table.

"We start with the position of the muzzle when the rotation stops."

The organizer asked Xue to have a big spinning muzzle.

Xue Youda rotated it according to what he said. The muzzle of the gun turned twice and stopped slightly close to Xue Youda.

Xue Youda hesitated for a while. According to the previous theory, he should shoot to gain probability at this time.

But the bullet in the magazine frightened Xue Youda, because if he was shot, it would not be as simple as losing five chips, but he would die directly.

Thinking of Wushan's words, Xue Youda knew that he should give it a try, but in the face of the fear of death, no one could think rationally, put their lives on the turntable, and use probability to analyze their winning rate.

He took out a chip and put it on the table, asking to skip his turn.

Upon seeing this, the organizer picked up the revolver and decisively shot himself in the head.

Click——

There are no bullets in the magazine.

According to the rules, the organizer got Xue Youda's bargaining chip.

Then, it was Xue Youda's turn again. He suddenly felt a little annoyed. He should have chosen to shoot instead of paying the chips to skip. Now the probability of being shot was much higher.

To put it simply, if he chooses to shoot now, he will lose a chip in vain, which is really stupid.

However, it is certainly impossible for him to choose to shoot.

When a person dies, everything is lost, so Xue Youda can only bet that the other person has been shot.

He took out another chip and placed it on the table.

"I choose to skip it."

The organizer glanced at the chips in Xue Youda's hand, but did not pick up the revolver.

"I paid ten chips and chose to skip."

He put ten chips on the table and signaled Xue Youda to continue.

Everyone watching this scene had more or less surprised expressions on their faces.

It turns out there is still such an operation.

Although the person who follows the bet must have the same bet as the other party, there is no prohibition on raising the bet.

Now, the organizer directly places a bet of ten chips, which means that Xue Youda must also follow the bet of ten chips, otherwise he will shoot.

And since the organizer chose to skip, it means that the bullet in the revolver is likely to be ready now, and it is absolutely impossible for Xue Youda to choose to shoot.

Trembling, he took out ten chips and put them on the table.

"I choose to skip it."

However, with almost no hesitation, the organizer picked up his revolver and shot himself in the head.