please don't believe me

Dai Bowen previously speculated that Ramović would assign someone else to load the bomb, but Ramović did not mention this until the day before the Russian roulette.

Either Ramovich didn't have the will, or he was going to be caught off guard.

Lei Jin, who appeared at the scene, showed that the answer was the latter.

"You mean him?" Lamovich glanced sideways, then turned back, "That's what you saw."

Shen Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes: "So...he just stood there?"

Regin was behind the bar bartending drinks.In addition to various wine bottles and utensils on the bar, there is also a very conspicuous pyramid of champagne glasses.No champagne was poured, crystal clear, gorgeous five tiers.

"Of course...no." Lamovich waved his hand, and Regin came over with a cup and sat next to him, "I have a proposal."

"Tell me."

"It's like your Durand is going to shoot for you..." Ramovich brushed the young man's light-blond hair with his fingers holding the cigar, not caring about the possibility of the cigar burning his hair, "I plan to let Regin comes to reload for me."

After speaking, Lei Jin put the triangular cup in his hand on the table and slowly pushed it forward.This was mixed by Lei Jin at the bar just now, the liquor in the glass was clear light blue, not high in alcohol.He pushed it up like this, the meaning is obvious.

Shen Xiuyuan's face became very unhappy, and he didn't need to hide it: "Mr. Ramovich...it sounds like you didn't intend to ask my opinion."

Because of Dai Bowen's prediction, Shen Xiuyuan had of course been mentally prepared before, and he was ready to handle various situations with ease.He confronted Ramovich with the "script" set by Dai Bowen, and fully felt the feeling of "digging holes" that Dai Bowen had given him before.

Ramović thought he was making a surprise attack, but he was actually stepping into Dai Bowen's trap step by step.

"No, I'm just asking for your opinion." Ramović smiled and took a puff of his cigar slowly, "As a concession, I can allow you to guess one wrong shot... in the case of the other five shots being all right. .”

Ramović's tone was as blunt as ever, and even if he was begging, he still acted like an "emperor".

Shen Xiuyuan stared at him with very unkind eyes.

Sean Cooper is also an "Emperor of the Earth". Someone challenges his authority, and he cannot remain indifferent.What's more, Ramović's self-assertive behavior can already be regarded as an "insult".

However, it is also difficult for "Sean Cooper" to turn against Ramovich because of this matter.After all, he had already participated in this "game" and was already at a disadvantage.If he doesn't accept this condition, Ramovich will stop the gamble directly at worst.At that time, all Sean Cooper can get is "unpleasant" and forced concessions.

It was precisely because Ramović understood this that he made the request unscrupulously.

"Don't look at me like that, friend." Ramović exhaled a puff of smoke slowly, then glanced at the glass of blue drink on the table, "You just need to make a decision."

Shen Xiuyuan glanced at the glass of wine, then at the unlit cigar in his hand, and took a slow, quiet deep breath.This seems to be forcibly extinguishing one's own fire. When this action occurs, it means that the person has basically compromised.

Ramović looked at him.

The second line designed for this oligarch appeared on the stage.

"Okay." Shen Xiuyuan leaned back in his chair, put his arms around Dai Bowen's shoulders, "Since my people are responsible for shooting, let him make the decision."

Dai Bowen turned to look at him slightly surprised.

Ramović's expression darkened instantly from joy.Although he has never shown any signs of expression—or he used "unhappy" to cover up everything—Da Bowen is a master in this area, and no one can escape his eyes.

This is not surprising. Shen Xiuyuan asked a "pet" to respond to Ramović's request, and Ramović could not readily accept it.

But this is within the range that Ramovich can tolerate. After all, he just humiliated Sean Cooper, and the other party will not be indifferent to this.

Ramović looked at Dai Bowen, and the unhappiness on his face eased a lot: "So, what is this little gentleman's answer?"

Dai Bowen looked at Ramovich, then glanced at Lei Jin who was beside him, and finally leaned towards Shen Xiuyuan for help.

"I should……"

"You know what to do." Shen Xiuyuan hugged his shoulders and kissed his side face, "You are so smart, aren't you?"

Dai Bowen pouted, then turned to look at Ramovich.After a while, Dai Bowen suddenly shrugged and bent to get the glass of wine: "Okay, but since I was suddenly caught and shot, I was so stressed that I wanted to spit it out. Now I have changed people...so, I can Have a little suggestion?"

Read it as "suggestion" and write it as "condition".

This is psychological warfare.

When Ramovich puts forward one condition, it is easy to accept another condition, even if it is not obvious on his face.And it was Durand who made the condition, which undoubtedly increased his acceptance.

Ramović "likes" Durand, so let him come, let him shoot the current patron.

Now, Durand made a request, and the gray-blue-eyed oligarch said, "Tell me."

"Mark numbers on the outside of the chamber of that gun?" Dai Bowen said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to remember exactly how many shots were fired later."

It's an odd request, but certainly not excessive.

Ramović replied: "No problem. Any other 'suggestions', sweetheart?"

Dai Bowen raised his eyebrows, really blunt: "Then I hope Regin sits here and reloads. He can be under the table or somewhere I can't see, but don't try to hide somewhere to play tricks."

He showed a sharp expression, but in Ramovich's eyes, it was like a kitten stretching out its claws.

Ramović looked at him, as if releasing invisible pressure: "The 'trick' you think will not happen."

"Yes, you won't." Dai Bowen replied, his eyes swept over Lei Jin.

Ramović was almost amused by the naked suspicion.In his eyes, Durand confronting Regin was no different from a kitten or dog fighting with furry paws.

"Okay. You can also agree to this matter." The gray-blue-eyed tycoon decided.

Dai Bowen smiled at him, brought the wine glass to his lips, and took a sip.

...the big fish took the bait.

Ramovich personally marked 1 to 6 on the outside of the chamber with a marker, then put the gun on the table and slid it to Shen Xiuyuan.

"Check it out, my friend." Lamović glanced at the cartridge. "Pick one you like and try it."

Shen Xiuyuan picked up the gun and looked at it. S&W point 357 style, wooden handle, silver gun body, as long as the chamber airfoil is pushed forward, fingers can push the chamber to the left.

Shen Xiuyuan turned the left wheel that came out—of course, it was completely empty now—and then put it back in, while pulling the hammer and pulling the trigger.Slight clicks and clicks sounded in the room, and every time there was a sound, the number on the chamber jumped up.Until the seventh click, until the numbers start repeating.

Shen Xiuyuan randomly picked another bullet from the bullet box, opened the chamber and put it in, snapped it back, and locked it.

Then, he raised his hand and pointed the gun at Ramovich.

Lei Jin's momentary panic was clearly visible from the sudden dilation of his pupils.But Ramovich didn't seem to care much, he even took a puff of his cigar slowly, and turned his eyes away from Shen Xiuyuan.

Dai Bowen's eyes turned back and forth on Ramović, Gun, and Shen Xiuyuan, and there was an unconcealable tension in his eyes.

Shen Xiuyuan suddenly smiled.

"No problem." He put the gun back on the table, and slid it back to the opposite side with a flick of his wrist, "Of course I believe you, friend."

Ramović turned his gaze elsewhere, and then returned to Shen Xiuyuan.

Maybe three seconds had passed, maybe five seconds, but when the smoke from Ramović's exhaled partly covered his face again, the big guy moved.

He picked up the gun, pulled the hammer, then turned around and raised his hand, and squeezed the trigger neatly to the right.

The glass at the top of the champagne tower shattered, and the shards scattered on the lower glass, the table and the ground, and half of the glass stem was stuck on the top.Dai Bowen looked towards the end where the bullet could gallop, and there was an obvious black hole punched out on a wall with complex prints, from which it seemed that wisps of blue smoke were coming out.The whole room was filled with a distinct smell of gunpowder.

Ramović opened the chamber, and with a flick of his wrist, the shell case fell to the table with a bang, and the perfect tail stood up.The head of the empty bullet casing was scorched black, which was naturally the result of high temperature.

Ramovich buckled the revolver chamber back: "Are you ready?"

Shen Xiuyuan turned his head and asked Dai Bowen: "Are you ready?"

Dai Bowen took a deep breath: "...Okay."

Ramović glanced at Dai Bowen, then grabbed Regin's hand and stuffed the revolver into his hand: "Let's start."

Regin nodded.

He first picked a bullet out of the box and placed it on the table, then bowed and slowly placed the revolver under the table.He tilted his head slightly to observe the movements in his hands. Judging from the slight shaking of the arm muscles, it was very slow - all this showed his inexperience.

But that's not a bad thing, the slower he was, the more he cared about the number on the chamber.Of course, Dai Bowen deliberately arranged these numbers. The real Russian roulette is a game of luck.Without numbers, I am afraid that even the person who loaded the bullet would not know where the bullet is, let alone others.

Regin took the bullets off the table.

Ramović leaned back in his chair and smoked his cigar, and could easily see Regin in action.For a moment, Dai Bowen felt that this oligarch was too "intimate". After all, two people's reactions always give more information than one person's.

Dai Bowen's eyes were wandering around, looking a little flustered, but in fact his heart was very clear.Regin's behavior patterns, his state, and Ramović's expression were all running wildly in his mind, trying to piece together a unique result.

After a slight click, Regin probably turned the chamber again, and then put the revolver on the table.

"I finished."