Chapter 135: "Why don't you try your luck too?

"What if the bet is lost?"

The old man couldn't help but burst out, berating, "You're the ticket seller, even if the mission fails, you're fine. You just pat yourself and board the bus to complete the mission, but we would all die here."

"You make it sound so easy, to bet just like that, betting with our lives, is that it?"

"..."

Chen Miao remained silent, not speaking. Then, all of a sudden, he pulled out the "Python R6 Revolver" from his bosom, in front of everyone, loaded a single bullet into it, spun the cylinder, and raised the revolver to his own forehead.

With a calm expression, he pulled the trigger.

"Clang."

The crisp sound of the trigger hitting empty echoed.

The old man looked at the scene, momentarily unsure of what it meant, his demeanor gradually softening, though his mouth still muttered with some dissatisfaction, "What are you trying to prove, your courage?"