Chapter 347 (1/2)

”Well, that's what you said?”

Miyamoto was overjoyed. He quickly pointed to Aston Martin behind him and said loudly, ”if you win, this car is yours...”

”No, no, no, I want a gift, not a bet.” Chu fan shook his head.

Miyamoto Chuan was so angry that he clenched his teeth: ”OK, I'll give you this car as a gift. Is it all right?”

”Thank you!” Chu fan smiled happily and stretched out his hand. ”Bring me the car key and I'll drive it back to the mainland in a while.”

Miyamoto Chuan threw the car key and sneered. The car is for you, but I'm afraid you don't have a chance to drive it. It's worth exchanging a car for the king's life!

At the thought that the famous King of murder was about to die in his own hands, Miyamoto could not wait to say, ”now, can we gamble?”

”Not now.” Chu Fan said solemnly, ”I'm very busy. When I have time, I'll ask my secretary to call you... Oh, by the way, leave your contact information and you can go.”

”Pooh!” Zheng Xueqi couldn't help laughing. Brother Chu was so funny that he wanted to kill Gong benchuan.

Even the cold and gorgeous he Bingqian couldn't help but turn up the corners of her mouth and glanced at Chu fan. This guy is so angry that it doesn't pay for his life.

Miyamoto Chuan is stupid. What's so special? My car has been sent out. Do you want me to wait? This has to wait until the monkey years?

”You're kidding me?” Miyamoto kawawa's eyes were red and angrily said, ”Chu, you're going to gamble with you now. If you refuse, you won't be raised by your parents.”

”Gong benchuan!” he Bingqian frowned and was about to teach him a lesson. Chu fan suddenly stretched out his hand to interrupt her.

Chu fan's eyes were calm, not angry or smiling, but gave people a depression that a storm was coming and the sky was shrouded in haze. Even he Zixiong, who had seen countless big scenes, couldn't help turning pale. His evaluation of Chu fan was improved. At the same time, he was secretly worried about Gong benchuan.

This guy is making a big mess this time. If he dies in where, how can he tell Naoto Miyamoto?

”Since you are in a hurry to die, I will help you.” Chu Fan said faintly, ”I bet with you, bet my life!”

In the face of the pressure brought by Chu fan, Miyamoto also regretted a little, but at this time, he had to send: ”very good, Mr. He, can you borrow his venue?”

”This...” he Zixiong was a little embarrassed. ”Both of you calm down and have something to say...”

”Don't bother, just here.” Chu fan turned back and held out his hand to the bodyguard standing on Zheng Juncheng's side. ”Lend me your revolver.”

The bodyguard was surprised. How did Chu fan know he was wearing a revolver? You know, he never took out this gun in front of Chu fan. However, under the instruction of Zheng Juncheng, he took out the gun and handed it to Chu fan.

Chu fan quickly took out all six bullets in the revolver, then twisted one and stuffed it in, quickly turned the revolver, closed the gun with a slap and handed it to Gong benchuan. He said faintly, ”don't you want to gamble your life? Let's play with this. Life and death are safe.”

This is the real gamble, but it is completely different from Miyamoto's idea. He wants to play Pai Gow, dice, playing cards and so on. Who wants to bet with you? It's special. It's all luck. How can there be any technical content?

However, this kind of play is indeed a kind of gambling. Who asked him to gamble his life?

After pondering for a while, Miyamoto Chuan handed the gun to Chu fan and said coldly, ”you put forward the playing method. You should come first.”

He thought that Chu fan would refuse, so that he could push the boat with the water and ask for another way to gamble. To his surprise, Chu fan actually took the gun, aimed it at his temple and buckled it five times in a row.

”Click, click, click!”

After five empty rings in a row, Chu fan was safe and sound. Then he handed the gun to Miyamoto Chuan and said with a smile, ”now it's your turn.”

Miyamoto Chuan was stupid. It was so special. His life was too big. He didn't die after firing five shots in a row. The bullet must be on the last shot. He was bound to die.

What should I do? It's a dead end to continue gambling. If you don't gamble, I'm afraid you can't stay in the gambling world in your life.

For a long time, Gong benchuan trembled and took the gun, but suddenly pointed the muzzle at Chu fan and pulled the trigger. The ”click” sound was still empty, and there were no bullets at all.

Chu fan turned and asked, ”Mr. He, is this a violation?”

He Zixiong didn't expect such an outcome, but Miyamoto's move was indeed illegal. In desperation, he had to harden his head and nod: ”yes, Miyamoto Chuan violated the rules. He lost.”

”No, I didn't lose, he cheated.” Gong benchuan was anxious, mercilessly smashed the gun at Chu fan, and quickly took out the pistol in his pocket. At this moment, Chu fan had pulled the gun out of the pocket of the bodyguard and put it on his forehead.