Chapter 915 [915] If I win, I'll treat you to a drink. If I lose, I'll treat you to a meal.

In the two games so far, Hong Jiajun has one draw and one loss, and is at a disadvantage.

If you really want to be picky, he actually lost the first game.

But even so, Ye Feng still pressed him to the ground and rubbed him.

If someone had told them before the game that this would happen, they would never have believed it.

Are you kidding me?
One is the king of gambling who has won the title of "King of Gamblers" for two consecutive years, and the other is an unknown person who came out of nowhere.

In the match between these two, even a fool knows who will win.

But when the game got to this point, everyone present had become fools.

This result completely overturned their cognition.

The king is almost dead, while the unknown man has crossed the river and is about to become a general.

This time, everyone looked at Hong Jiajun with mixed emotions in their eyes.

I don’t know whether to comfort him or encourage him.

Hong Jiajun hated these looks very much. He was the gambling king, the best among the younger generation of the Hong family, and the hope of the family.

He doesn't need anyone's sympathy, he just needs their admiration!

"What shall we play in the third round?"

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly asked.

Hong Jiajun stared at the young man in front of him, a man who seemed younger than him but had strength that could crush him. He pulled him down from the throne with his own hands and stomped hard on his face several times.

He had never hated someone as much as he did now.

According to his original plan, he was going to have a formal bet in the third round to see the actual combat strength of the two.

But at this moment, he suddenly changed his mind.

"Wait a mininute."

He slowly stood up, opened the door and walked out.

The gamblers who were waiting for the results outside saw the door of the box open and thought the results were out, so they were about to gather around to ask.

But when they met Hong Jiajun's cold gaze, they all retreated in fear.

Hong Jiajun went straight into his office, but soon walked back to the box.

The door closed with a bang.

The group of gamblers looked at each other in confusion.

"What's wrong with Mr. Hong? He looks so ugly. Did he lose?"

"Are you kidding? Mr. Hong has won the title of Gambling King twice in a row. How could he lose?"

"But the look in his eyes just now was too scary. It was as if he wanted to kill someone. It didn't look like he won at all."

"This... I don't quite understand. Let's wait for the final result."

"Those of you who doubt Mr. Hong, do you dare to take a gamble? I'll bet 100,000 yuan on Mr. Hong to win."

"Only 100,000? I believe in Mr. Hong's ability. I bet one million."

"I bet two million on Mr. Hong to win."

……

Inside the box, everyone looked at Hong Jiajun in confusion, not knowing what he was going to do.

Just when everyone was puzzled, they suddenly saw him take out a golden revolver from his pocket. Everyone's face suddenly changed, thinking that he was angry and wanted to kill someone, and they all tried to persuade him.

"Mr. Xiao Hong, please don't be impulsive. We can discuss anything."

"Yeah, it's just a gamble, there's no need to get to this point."

"Put your gun down now, let's sit down and talk about what we have to say."

"Mr. Xiao Hong, calm down..."

Although Helen already had some contempt for Hong Jiajun, she had to step forward to stop him, fearing that he would do something extreme.

Cheng Feier slowly reached into her bag. If Hong Jiajun really dared to point the gun at Ye Feng, she would shoot without hesitation.

Ye Feng was probably the only one in the audience who could remain calm. He got a glass of red wine from somewhere and was savoring it slowly.

Hong Jiajun originally wanted to scare him, but seeing that he remained indifferent, he felt secretly resentful.

"What are you guys thinking? I'm not going to kill anyone just because I lost a game."

He immediately looked at those who were trying to persuade him with displeasure.

"Then what are you doing with the gun?" Helen finally breathed a sigh of relief, but still asked worriedly.

Hong Jiajun looked straight at Ye Feng, "Don't you want to know what the third round is about? Let's play this."

As he said this, he slammed the revolver onto the gambling table.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, "A contest of shooting skills? This doesn't seem to have anything to do with gambling, right?"

Hong Jiajun showed a crazy smile on his face, "To be a cheater, courage is also important. Let's compete in courage in the third round."

Ye Feng immediately showed an interested look, "Tell me about the rules?"

Hong Jiajun ejected the pistol's cylinder and shook out all the bullets except for one. "There's only one bullet left in the gun. Let's take turns rolling the dice and fire as many shots as the numbers roll. The first one to die loses. What do you think? Do you dare to play?"

When everyone heard his rules, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

"Doesn't this mean that one of the two people must die?"

"Isn't this too bloody? It's just a bet, isn't it? Why is it gambling with your life?"

"Mr. Xiao Hong, both of you have bright futures ahead of you. There's no need to fight to the death."

"This...how did it get to this point?"

Cheng Fei'er and Helen were also panicked.

Hong Jiajun is obviously a little crazy now, and cannot be judged by normal people's thinking.

Helen hurriedly continued to persuade him, while Cheng Feier hurried to persuade Ye Feng, hoping that he would not agree impulsively.

Hong Jiajun pushed Helen, who was trying to persuade him earnestly, away and said coldly to Ye Feng, "Let me ask you one more question, do you dare to play? If you don't dare to play, then lie on the ground and crawl out of the Royal Palace Casino like a dog, and I will spare your life."

"Ye Feng, don't agree to him, let's go, we don't want to play anymore..."

Cheng Feier hurriedly calmed Ye Feng down and told him not to be impulsive.

Ye Feng picked up the red wine and took a sip, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"This game is quite exciting. Okay, I'll take it. If you win, I'll treat you to a drink. If you lose, I'll treat you to a meal."

When everyone present heard that he actually agreed, they were so scared that their legs went weak.

How could a gambling game end up like this?

(End of this chapter)