The craziest son-in-law of a female president

This casino is surrounded by a group of unpromising old gamblers, old wine sticks, and young people on duty. They have tattoos, permed hair and dyed hair. At first glance, they don't look like serious people.

There are also steel rods and short knives in hand, just waiting for the opening.

The so-called opening is nothing more than a few open-air tables in the middle, with a few cards or dice placed in a mess, and wine bottles piled up into mountains, spreading an unpleasant smell.

"It's interesting." Yun Kun followed Lin Zhui to the middle of the courtyard, and looked at the surrounding people.

"Do you want to place a bet, bro?" A young red-haired woman in revealing clothes walked up to Yun Kun, seeming a little tempted. Seeing Yun Kun's handsome face and neat clothes, she deliberately leaned on him.

"Get out of the way." Yun Kun was not interested in her. After all, he lay on the same bed with Lin Xi, the most beautiful woman in the city every day. Any ideas.

"Brother, do you want to play a game?" Sitting on the maza opposite Yun Kun, a scarred face was smoking a cigarette, looking at Yun Kun provocatively.

"I have no objection." Yun Kun sat down.

"Let's talk about it first. We gamble here. There are two bets, one is money and the other is life." Scarface sneered.

In his opinion, such a thing as betting his life must have frightened a young boy like Yun Kun.

"Then bet your life." Yun Kun still said lightly.

"Are you sure?" This time, on the contrary, the scar face on the opposite side was not calm.

"Hurry up, it's easy, right?" Yun Kun asked.

"If you're gambling with your life, don't use this." Scarface took a deep breath and took out a revolver from his pocket. Immediately, there was a burst of cheers from around. Obviously, this was something everyone liked.

"Shoot one shot at any part of the body, and then take another shot at the same part, or you can shoot at a more critical part, and then shoot at a position that is not less critical than the former, and so on. .” Scarface explained the rules while watching Yun Kun’s reaction.

"In this revolver, there are a total of six bullets, five of which are empty, and only one is a real bullet. It will be reloaded after one round."

"Does the person with the neutron bomb lose?" Yun Kun asked without changing his face.

"No, the neutron bomb is not considered a loss. The winner will not be determined until one party admits defeat or dies. This is a life bet. Do you dare to come?" Scarface pointed the nozzle of the revolver at his wrist .

"It won't be easy to survive if you admit defeat, right?" Yun Kun asked back.

"That's right, if you admit defeat, your hands will be cut off, but you can survive." Scarface nodded.

"Then, let's start." Yun Kun was very interested.

"Hey, kid, I called you here to solve the problem, not to risk your life!" Lin Zhui, who was at the side, panicked.

"It's okay." Yun Kun smiled at him.

"For the first time, I'm the banker, so I'll come first!" Scarface took a deep breath, turned the magazine around, and then quickly pulled the trigger towards his wrist.

But what came back was only an empty sound.

The crowd burst into cheers, waiting for Yun Kun's next move.

Yun Kun took the revolver and looked at the crowd. Those people were applauding at the moment, and many people clamored to ask Yun Kun to increase the bet directly and point the nozzle at his head. In this way, the two of them are equivalent to It's a bet on the first round.

"Boy, just admit defeat if you don't dare." Scarface sneered: "You are here for the first time, I can let you in, just cut off one of your fingers, it is considered considerate of newcomers, yes... yes..."

Dao Scar looked at Yun Kun blankly, before he could finish his next words.

Because, Yun Kun shook his mouth, and then pointed directly at his forehead.

"Boy!" Lin Zhui's eyes widened, and he hurried forward to stop Yun Kun, but was stopped by the crowd.

"Woohoo!" The crowd erupted into a bright shout, and everyone was in high spirits, waiting for the result.

Afterwards, Yun Kun pulled the trigger, and there was only a soft sound and no bullet flew out.

Yun Kun didn't have a relaxed expression, on the contrary, he looked indifferent, as if he didn't take this game seriously, and put life and death aside.

Then, the scarred man opposite him took the revolver, his cheeks already covered with cold sweat.

Although he is a member of the casino and occasionally plays this kind of life-gamble game, in fact, those gamblers are just pretending to be dumbfounded, and, in most cases, they are also aggressive. How could anyone aim directly at the forehead as soon as they came up?

This is... a real risk of death!
"It's your turn." Yun Kun looked at the scarred man with interest.

"In this revolver, the magazine can hold six bullets, and only one is a real bullet. That is to say, there is a one-in-six chance of being shot. You and I each shot once before, and now we have four points. The chance of one of them is still quite large." Yun Kun shrugged.

Maybe Yun Kun's psychological tactics worked, the man with the scar swayed from side to side, he really couldn't bear to pull the trigger.

But behind him, the woman who was close to Yun Kun came out, grabbed the revolver from the man with the scar, aimed at his head, and pulled the trigger.

Although it was empty, the man with the scar was already sweating profusely on his face.

And in this way, the decision-making power returned to Yun Kun's hands.

"Boy, there are still three bullets, you have to think about it!" Lin Zhui couldn't help shouting.

Indeed, two of the remaining three bullets belonged to Yun Kun. In other words, the probability of his death was two-thirds, which was far greater than that of the scarred man.

However, a sneer appeared on the corner of Yun Kun's mouth inadvertently.

He was indeed brave enough to die, but he would not spend his life on such a meaningless gamble. This was not a heroic death, on the contrary, it was an extremely stupid way of dying.

From the very beginning, he heard the location of the bullet, and by shaking the barrel of the revolver close to the clip, he could know where the bullet was.

It just so happens that this bullet is stored in the sixth bullet, that is to say, if you continue to walk, you will be swallowed by Yun Kun.

"You know? It's a gamble, but you are covered in cold sweat. Is this fearlessness?"

Yun Kun suddenly spoke and stood up smiling.

"What is the real bravery? What is the real gambler?"

"There are three bullets left here, you only need to fire it three times at most, you and me, someone will die, then..." As soon as Yun Kun finished speaking, he pulled the trigger on his forehead.

It was still empty, but the air in the casino suddenly became quiet, and the people around were quietly waiting for the next evolution of the situation.

"There are two bullets left, one for you and one for me. Everyone has a half chance of dying." Yun Kun smiled.