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Speaking of this, Qin Fang himself found it quite interesting.

He had been to the casino only three or four times in total, to Ninghai's Elite Salon, Bihai Pavilion, and then to the Jin Cheng Salon he had just left.

At the Elite Salon, he once helped Xiao Nan win at Russian Roulette, but that was just a minor game. The final stakes weren't that high, to the point where even the casino didn't pay much attention.

The time at Bihai Pavilion shocked everyone, though. Betting only twice, he won more than a billion yuan and also had an encounter with Li Rui, ultimately succeeding in rescuing Fan Ning, but it also triggered the conflict between himself and Li Rui.

Of course, Qin Fang did win more than a billion yuan that time, but from the beginning, he never thought about leaving with the money. He simply wanted to use it as a bargaining chip.

If he really preferred money over people, not only would Fan Ning most likely lose his life, but Qin Fang himself... as soon as he left Bihai Pavilion, the underground forces of Ninghai or even Jiangnan Province would know about the billion yuan with Qin Fang, and even his strong combat skills would be useless. He would either be smothered by crowds or taken out by a concealed gun.

However, both times Qin Fang encountered were casino-used Russian Roulettes without much danger, nowhere near as dangerous as its original ancestor from Russia.

Qin Fang never expected to have such an opportunity to truly play a game of Russian Roulette, the real kind, where winning means saving his life and losing means... bang, a gunshot, and he's a goner!

Hefting the revolver in his hands, Qin Fang weighed it thoughtfully; it felt quite suitable. Six bullets in total, he removed three, leaving three bullets inside, just right for Brother Long, Tattoo Man, and Dart Man in front of him...

Brother Long had already lost hope; he'd held the gun for a while but had only ever used it for intimidation, never actually firing it.

Yet, he didn't doubt for a second that the gun could take his life. He often checked and cleaned it and wouldn't even let his closest subordinates touch it.

Now, the gun was still there, but not in his hands - it was in his rival Qin Fang's hands.

Brother Long had always been ruthless with his enemies. Even if he didn't kill someone who fell into his hands, he would undoubtedly skin them alive.

But Qin Fang was even more ruthless, directly initiating a game of Russian Roulette, placing the gun in his mouth while staring directly at Qin Fang opposite him and pulling the trigger – life or death hinging on a single thought.

"You... murder is punishable by jail time!"

Brother Long still struggled futilely. The bar was still bustling, and the people outside were having a wild time, oblivious to what was happening in their corner. If Baldy Fatty blocked the way, people outside wouldn't even know that something was amiss.

The only spectators were the guests at the table next to Qin Fang's group, who were now utterly dumbfounded.

Someone did think about calling the police, but they were quickly stopped by their friends. The scene before them was too shocking; they feared that getting involved could inadvertently drag themselves into trouble.

Knowing the ferocity of Qin Fang's actions, it was clear why Brother Long's face looked like a smashed pumpkin, why Tattoo Man's forehead was covered in blood, and why Dart Man seemed barely alive, all due to Qin Fang's devastating punches...

These three were used to brawling; each of them had decent fighting skills, and they even carried guns. Yet, now... nearly incapacitated, they had lost their guns to their opponent.

"Jail? Laughable... I forgot to tell you, we're all active military personnel on a mission. Someone harbored ill intentions towards us and even used firearms, while I... only killed in self-defense! Even if you want to sue me, it would have to go through a military court... do you have that capability? Oh, sorry, I almost forgot, by then you'll have already met Lord Yan..."

Qin Fang could really bluff, bestowing upon himself a military title, even though he was, at best, semi-military and not actually part of the armed forces.

"Military personnel?"

Brother Long was stunned now, thinking no wonder Qin Fang was such a good fighter, handling three against one effortlessly and beating them so brutally, not to mention that even the seemingly frail Chu Yunxuan was ferocious in a fight.

Remembering made Brother Long feel his groin still throbbing in pain, while Tattoo Man couldn't help but touch the back of his head where the blood had started to clot, a souvenir from Chu Yunxuan's beer bottle attack.

Just as Qin Fang had said, if they were indeed military, and it seemed they were formidable, then things became complicated. In Jincheng, Brother Long had some power and a big backer, but if military personnel were involved, especially ones that appeared so dominant, it wouldn't bode well.

The key point was, by the time Qin Fang would have finished him off, he would just be a dead man to his backer, worthless, and who would want to offend the military over a dead man like him?

In the end, it would likely go unresolved, and as for him... a meaningless death!

"I don't have time for your nonsense. Who's first..."

Qin Fang removed three bullets and then spun the cylinder, clicking it into place and disengaging the safety. He looked over the three men before him with unfriendly eyes.

"Since you were acting toughest, you go first..."

Qin Fang reached out and grabbed Brother Long by the collar, easily pulling over the dodging Brother Long. With a squeeze, the fat pig's head was forced to open his mouth, and Qin Fang was about to stuff the barrel of the gun into it.

"No, don't... let him go first,"

Confronted with the dark barrel of the gun, Brother Long was nowhere near composed. His pig-head jerked around wildly, and his body involuntarily tried to back away, but Qin Fang's strength was far greater than his, leaving him unable to struggle free.

Realizing he couldn't escape, Brother Long had no choice but to think of another way. His eyes caught a glimpse of the bloodied, tattooed man next to him, and his face brightened as he pointed at the man and suggested to Qin Fang.

"Boss..."

"Brother Long..."

But as he shouted out, Qin Fang was as calm as ever, while Brother Long's henchmen reacted differently. Their faces were filled with surprise, and even the sounds of their voices were warped.

They had all been through thick and thin together, drinking, eating meat, and playing with women, bonded as solidly as iron. They wouldn't dare to claim they'd take a knife to the ribs for each other, but they considered themselves as close as kin.

And yet, here was Brother Long, who had always been the most self-righteous about brotherhood, crumbling before the dark barrel of a gun...

It wasn't just any ordinary crumble; he thoroughly tossed aside their past camaraderie as if it were trash, and to add insult to injury, he urinated on it too.

He actually pushed his own brothers forward to block the barrel of the gun,

"Or him... that works too..."

Brother Long now seemed to be throwing caution to the wind. He knew today's matter couldn't end well, and by doing this, he had already offended his own brothers. Even if he survived today, his reputation was completely ruined.

Having gone this far, he might as well go all the way. He pointed at the sickly Dart Man next to him and suggested to Qin Fang again.

Looking into Qin Fang's icy gaze, Brother Long knew he probably couldn't avoid this bullet. If he let two brothers take the hits first, one death means one less bullet, two means only one bullet left, by the time it reached him, the chances of death were just one in six. With a bit of luck, he might not have to die...

"Tsk, tsk, such deep brotherly love..."

Qin Fang laughed and mocked Brother Long. As for the tattooed man and Dart Man, they didn't speak, but the looks they gave Brother Long were venomous – their brotherhood was irreparable.

No one could tolerate a boss who would push them forward to die just to save his own life, no matter how harmonious their relationship used to be.

"I can't be blamed for this. I'm just doing as your boss wished, so you first..."

Qin Fang did let go of Brother Long, and grabbed the bloodied, tattooed man, pulling him over. This guy was pretty tough. Although Qin Fang could sense his nervousness, fear, and terror from his eyes and body, he actually clenched his teeth and remained silent – much stronger than Brother Long.

Qin Fang didn't care, he just forced open the tattooed man's mouth and shoved the barrel of the gun inside, then looked over at Brother Long with a smile.

"I'm about to shoot..."

As he spoke, Qin Fang's finger already curled around the trigger, forming an arc. Just a little more strength and the gun would surely fire.

Everyone witnessing this scene was dumbfounded, stunned by Qin Fang's actions at that moment, especially the table next to him. Some with weaker psyches turned their heads away, refusing to watch any further.

Such a shot would surely result in blood splattering on the spot, a live headshot.

Dart Man's face turned sorrowful. His injuries were not light, but like the tattooed man, he felt a bleed within his heart at the thought of having a boss who would betray friends for his own glory, and he was filled with deep contempt and hatred.

"Qin Fang..."

Even Chu Yunxuan couldn't stand it anymore at this point. Her eyes still held that bewildered look, but she had no choice but to step forward and speak.

Brother Long and the others were certainly despicable, and she wanted to flay him as well.

But such thoughts were only thoughts, not something she could actually do. And yet, Qin Fang seemed genuinely ready to pull the trigger.

"You don't need to worry about this..."

Still, Qin Fang was quite resolute, gesturing to Chu Yunxuan to stop her from continuing her pleas. This shot seemed inevitable...(To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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