Click!
A crisp sound of the hammer striking an empty shell rang out, and Zhang Jie's tensed heart finally relaxed. "Damn it, Russian Roulette! I hate this game of chance!"
Throughout, John hadn't closed his eyes, staring intently at Wolfgang.
Releasing his fingers, John gently set the Pistol down, its muzzle resting on the table, but his hand still gripping the handle. He glanced at the Smith & Wesson MODEL29 in his hand, saying nothing.
But the cold touch in his hand told him that the odds of the game of chance had already gone down by one-sixth.
Zhang Jie's gaze also fell on the Smith & Wesson MODEL29 in John's hand. Then, as if he had discovered something, his eyebrow twitched.
Immediately after, John put down the Pistol in his hand and pushed it across with the palm of his hand.
"It seems Lady Luck has visited you," Wolfgang pressed down on the Pistol with his hand, looking at John, who had sat up straight, and grinned, the madness in his eyes making one's hair stand on end.
He slowly gripped the Pistol, picked it up, glanced at it, then unhesitatingly pressed the muzzle against his temple.
"Perhaps this time, Lady Luck will stand with me."
With that, Wolfgang unhesitatingly pulled the trigger.
Click!
A crisp sound rang out, recalling the hammer striking an empty shell. Wolfgang's expression became even more frantic, and he slowly lowered the Pistol.
Zhang Jie had been watching his eyes. From the moment he glanced at the Pistol, Zhang Jie's eyebrow twitched. However, John seemed to notice nothing, merely calmly watching the Pistol that had been pushed across the table, and silently reached out his hand.
Just as John was about to pick it up, a hand pressed down on his.
"Mr. Wolfgang, I think before we continue this game, we should add a wager," Zhang Jie's hand pressed on the Pistol on the table, and also on John's hand, as he stared coldly at Wolfgang.
"Hmm?"
Wolfgang looked at Zhang Jie with some confusion, "What wager do you want to add?"
Zhang Jie slowly raised his hand and pointed at John's head, "If this shot doesn't fire, then you'll remove the bounty on John, how about that?"
Wolfgang's eyes fixed on Zhang Jie, as if contemplating whether to do so. Then, a faint smile played on the corners of his mouth.
"Of course, no problem."
Zhang Jie rose and moved behind John. John didn't look at him; instead, his gaze was fixed on Wolfgang, who once again picked up the Pistol. This time, he still pressed the muzzle against his chin.
"I believe Lady Luck will not stand behind a devil, even if I'm not much better!"
With that, John unhesitatingly pulled the trigger, and the revolver let out a "Click!" sound.
The firing pin once again struck an empty bullet casing.
This time, John didn't immediately put the Pistol down.
Wolfgang, of course, knew what he meant, so he readily pulled out his phone, made a few gestures on it, and canceled the bounty on John.
In his opinion, whether the bounty was canceled or not was irrelevant now.
Then, John slowly put down the Pistol and pushed it towards Wolfgang.
However, halfway through the push, John pulled the Pistol back, then picked it up again and pressed it against his chin.
"Since that's the case, I'll bet one more time to see if Lady Luck will stand with me!"
After speaking, John unhesitatingly pulled the trigger.
Click!
Another crisp metallic clink sounded, and still nothing happened.
At this moment, Wolfgang's expression, however, immediately darkened, his eyes cold.
Watching the gun being slowly pushed over by John, his eyelids twitched, and the sound of the revolver rubbing against the table was so grating.
To Wolfgang at this moment, it was no less than the tolling of the death knell.
Firing a shot, handing the Pistol over, then pulling it back to fire another shot—to be honest, Wolfgang truly hadn't expected such a maneuver.
Looking at the Pistol placed before him, he hesitated, no longer like last time when he directly picked up the Pistol, decisively pointed it at his temple, and unhesitatingly pulled the trigger.
With the Pistol in front of him, on the surface, he only had a one-half chance left.
And Zhang Jie placed his hand on his waist, on the handle of his glock.
"Hoo~"
Wolfgang took a deep breath, "Perhaps we can change the game. You've already proven you're lucky enough, John."
Facing Wolfgang's sudden retreat, John remained silent, merely watching him quietly.
"So that's how it was back then, isn't it?"
John suddenly spoke a sentence with no apparent basis, but Zhang Jie, standing behind him, understood what he was saying.
In other words, three years ago, the game of chance Wolfgang and Ling Feng played at Blackthorn Castle was also like this scene.
History always repeats itself in surprisingly similar ways, but the people standing beside history are different.
Last time it was Wolfgang and Ling Feng, this time it was Wolfgang and John, with Zhang Jie thrown in for good measure.
Facing John's question, Wolfgang suddenly started laughing again, a frantic laugh.
"Hahahahaha! It is indeed so, I just didn't expect that this time and last time would be exactly the same scene, it's truly astonishing."
Wolfgang's hand rested on the revolver, then slowly gripped it.
"Sometimes, I also lament whether it's that damned fate that's too coincidental, or if that shitty Lady Luck simply never wants to stand by me."
Wolfgang slowly raised the revolver, gently pressing it against his temple, "But I always believe in an ancient Chinese saying: 'Man can conquer nature.'"
Wolfgang stared at John, his expression extremely twisted.
"You can never imagine the bitterness, how much pain a father feels after losing a child, even if that child wasn't so obedient. My dearest youngest son died inexplicably at the hands of your damned apprentice."
His tone became unusually angry and frantic, "But why did he have to kill my eldest son too? Just because he shot innocent people, is that it?"
"Hahahaha!"
Wolfgang's body began to tremble, and his hand also started to shake, but Zhang Jie's attention was entirely focused on his hand.
Just then, he keenly noticed a change in Wolfgang's hand muscles, so he unhesitatingly drew the glock from his waist, raised his hand, and fired a shot at his hand.
Bang!
The hand gripping the revolver was instantly shot through by Zhang Jie's bullet, and the revolver fell to the ground.
It turned out that in that instant, Zhang Jie noticed a change in Wolfgang's hand muscles, and that change would have turned the muzzle of the revolver towards John, so he fired without hesitation.
Zhang Jie's keen observation was fully demonstrated at this moment, while Wolfgang cried out in pain, clutching his right hand.
He stood and retreated backward, looking at Zhang Jie with terror in his eyes.
"I didn't expect you to be even more perceptive than that damned bastard."
Although his hand was shot through, his frantic eyes still stared at Zhang Jie and John.
John stood up, picked up the Smith & Wesson MODEL29 that had fallen to the ground, and quietly looked at Wolfgang.
"Back then, in that game of chance, Ling Feng didn't lose; you cheated!"
John's tone was calm, but Zhang Jie, standing behind him, saw his shoulders trembling slightly, an inexplicable emotion being suppressed.
But Wolfgang, taking advantage of John seemingly being swayed by emotion, suddenly grabbed the golden Desert Eagle on the table, but the next moment, another gunshot rang out.
Bang!
His left hand's joint was shot through by Zhang Jie's bullet, and the muzzle of the glock was still emitting smoke.
The gunshot also woke John from his recollection. His eyes turned cold, he raised his gun, and aimed it at Wolfgang's forehead.
"Listen, I can buy my life with money. You can have as much as you want. I'm truly sorry!"
Wolfgang was scared; he began to beg for mercy. He didn't want to die.
Zhang Jie had already lowered the Pistol in his hand. He would not participate in what was about to happen next, because that was John's revenge.
"Then go down yourself and apologize to Ling Feng!"
As John's words fell, his finger pulled the trigger.
The hammer, synchronized with the trigger, also slowly moved backward. After reaching its final extreme point, it instantly struck forward.
Bang!
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