Chapter 688

The door opened, and the soldiers pushed a medical transfer cart into the ward. On it lay a gray haired old man in hospital uniform. His face was haggard, his eyes were blank, and his whole body was bandaged like a brown man. His handcuffs and shackles showed that he was a prisoner.

"Hello, Mr. Inoue." Yang Xiaobao said hello to Inoue Shiji with a smile, and motioned to the soldiers to untie his handcuffs and ankles and help him to sit up.

Hearing his voice, he recognized that the man with bandage and a pistol in his hand was Yang Xiaobao. His wide eyes flashed a ray of light, and then he dropped his eyelids again without saying a word.

Yang Xiaobao said with a smile: "Mr. Inoue, I know you are not convinced with me. I think it's bad luck to fall into my hands this time. It's not the crime of war. I won you by chance, right?"

Sure enough, this is hitting the old devil's heart. Inoue wide since wake up, finally for the first time open mouth, looking at Yang Xiaobao with an awkward Chinese slowly said: "isn't it?"

Yang Xiaobao said lightly: "I'm a gambler. I'm not a gambler. I'm a gambler. That's it. Let's play again. If you win, I'll let you go and give you a first-class ticket back home. On the other hand, if you lose, you cooperate with us - you know what cooperation is

"Why do you think I'll take your word and gamble with you?" Inoue wide laugh, hoarse laughter sounds like the cry of the owl, "how can I believe that if I win, you will fulfill your promise?"

"You'll bet with me when you hear what I said." Yang Xiaobao said, turning his right wrist up and pulling the trigger, "bang" shot on the hanging hook of the ceiling lamp in the middle of the luxury ward.

With a loud bang, the six petaled lotus crystal chandelier fell from the sky and fell on the floor between Yang Xiaobao and Inoue Hiroshi. Large pieces of debris splashed onto Yang Xiaobao's bed and hit Inoue Hiroshi's leg.

Qi Jianlin and the three soldiers on the scene were startled. Inoue just raised his eyelids, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if to say: "is Yang Xiaobao the only one who scares people?"

This is the military hospital in the military base, and the gunfire inevitably caused additional noise. The corridor outside the ward rang out a rapid footsteps, a team of soldiers with live ammunition into the ward, they heard the gunshot came to check the movement and reinforcement. Qi Jianlin waved his hand repeatedly, indicating that they should not mind the business here, so that they quickly backed out.

With one hand, Yang opened the bullet disk of Parker's left wheel, lifted the star shaped ejection device and ejected all the bullets from the disk. With a slight shake of his wrist, he shook the bullets out.

Ding Ding Ding, bullets one by one fell on the floor between Yang Xiaobao's bed and Inoue's medical trolley, rolling all over the ground.

"It's an eight millimeter bullet. It's small caliber. The revolver in my hand is not as powerful as a magazine pistol. So if you are killed by this kind of bullet, the wound will not be very big, and the appearance of death will not be too ugly. It's a necessary tool for spies, soldiers and police, and a super weapon for murder and suicide. " Yang Xiaobao finished pulling light with a smile, reached down and pointed to the bullet on the floor under the hospital bed, said: "Mr. Inoue, choose one."

Inoue wide stare at Yang Xiaobao did not say a word, it seems to ponder his real intention.

Qi Jianlin, who was watching, was also full of doubts. He wanted to ask Yang Xiaobao what he wanted to do. He just worried that he had promised in advance that he would not ask, no matter what.

Looking at the old devil sitting cross legged on the opposite side, Yang Xiaobao said faintly: "you are the guest, so I let you choose. If you don't choose, I'll have to choose. "

"Are you going to take me on the road? Good, good. Are you Chinese cowards who can only shoot and kill? " Inoue wide mouth showed a mocking smile. At the same time, his brain is also moving fast, trying to figure out what the scheming boy is going to do. He didn't really think that Yang Xiaobao wanted to kill himself.

"Just that one." Inoue Kuan pondered a little, seemingly very casually reached for a bullet. But it was obviously not random, because the bullet he chose was the one that rolled as far as the corner of the ward and was not easy to find.

Yang Xiaobao secretly funny, this old thing is really suspicious, choose a bullet are so careful, signal for a moment, a soldier trotted over to pick up the bullet, sent back to his hand.

In front of everyone, Yang Xiaobao loaded the bullet of Inoue kuanxuan back into the bullet disk of Parker's left wheel. With a hard shake of the wrist, Pike's left wheel's gun body and the bullet disk part snapped and closed tightly. Then he turned the disk so fast that no one could see where the loaded bullet had turned.

"All right." Yang Xiaobao put the pistol horizontally on the sheet and revealed the mystery, "Mr. Inoue, I want to play a Russian roulette with you. I'm sure you're interested, aren't you? "

With this remark, everyone present except Yang Xiaobao was shocked. Qi Jianlin was so surprised that he couldn't believe his ears. Even Inoue Hiro, who had been trying to keep calm, was stunned and widened his eyes.

Of course, they have heard the name of "Russian Roulette", which is an extremely dangerous life gambling game.

Participants put a bullet into the empty disk of a revolver, then rotated the disk and closed it. Participants take turns to put the pistol at their head and press the trigger; Until someone gets shot or doesn't dare to press the trigger. It is said that this kind of game originated from Russia in the 19th century, and prisoners were forced to play it as gambling by prison guards. Hence the name "Russian roulette."

Since its invention, this kind of life gambling game has always been popular among outlaws all over the world for its simplicity, fairness and stimulation. It has been popular in the underground world for more than 100 years.

But the current situation is not between two outlaws fighting for their lives - Inoue Hiro is very clear that he is already a prisoner on the bench, the meat on the chopping board, with his own situation, it is necessary to fight. In contrast, Yang Xiaobao is totally useless. This is equivalent to a billionaire asking to gamble with a poor man

Seeing Inoue Hiro's astonishment and suspicion, Yang Xiaobao gave a faint smile and slightly explained: "Mr Inoue, this game is very exciting, isn't it? The first time I saw this on TV when I was a child, I was fascinated. Since then, I've dreamed of one day being able to experience it myself, and now I finally have the chance. "

This guy is actually making fun of his life and looking for fresh stimulation. Inoue Kuan stares at Yang Xiaobao and says slowly, "Yang Xiaobao, are you crazy?"

This is exactly what Qi Jianlin wants to say. But he can't say it. He's not sure whether Yang Xiaobao is playing psychological warfare with the old devils, or whether he really wants to find new stimulation. This is a very possible thing. This guy has always been so crazy, but he just thought that the task "no stimulation" should be abandoned!

Yang Xiaobao said with a smile: "Mr. Inoue, I'm not a madman. Don't you already understand? The rules of the game are very simple. If you get shot, you lose. If you don't dare to pull the trigger, you lose. If you lose, you have to cooperate. If I lose, even if I'm shot to death, I promise that no one will pursue you, and I'll let you go back home. "

At this point, Yang Xiaobao pointed to Qi Jianlin and continued: "as long as you can win me, my colleague will release you, return your passport to you, buy a good ticket for you, and personally take you to the airport. This game is very cost-effective for you. If you win, you will earn. If you lose, you will be relieved. So I know you won't refuse. "

Sure enough, the light in Inoue's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile, "thank you for giving me another chance to win you."

Of course, he won't refuse, because what Yang Xiaobao said is really right. If he loses, he will die, and his present situation is not as good as that of death.

If you win, you don't have to worry about Yang Xiaobao's regret when he loses: Russian Roulette is the only gambling game in the world that you don't have to worry about the other party's regret when he loses - because if you lose, you will die, and if you die, you will lose.

As for Yang Xiaobao's promise that his colleagues will let him go home after he wins, Inoue Kuan will certainly not be credulous. But the most important thing is to have a chance to "win" Yang Xiaobao's life.

Yang Xiaobao picked up the pistol and said, "Mr. Inoue, as I said just now, you are the guest..."

When he heard this, he said it politely. Inoue Kuan thought that Yang Xiaobao was going to be brave first.

However, the next words made Inoue Kuan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, "... So, you have to choose the bullet first, and of course you have to pull the trigger first. This is the way to treat guests."

While talking, Yang Xiaobao turned the handle of the gun upside down and politely handed Pike's left wheel to Inoue Hiro.

"Mr. Yang, I've never seen such a brazen person as you." Inoue said coldly, taking the pistol with his left hand.

Yang Xiaobao said with a smile: "my skin thickness is just average. China is the third place. You can only rank the third from the bottom in Japan."

So far, they stopped talking and looked at each other at a distance of one meter. The atmosphere in the ward became more and more dignified.

Qi Jianlin is waiting for Inoue to start.

Yang Xiaobao is also waiting.

However, a few seconds later, the accident happened suddenly. Inoue suddenly raised the left wheel of pike, but he didn't touch his head according to the rules of Russian roulette game. Instead, he unexpectedly aimed at Yang Xiaobao's forehead, grinning and yelling: "why don't I kill you first?"

Almost at the same time as Inoue Hiro raised his gun, three pistol brushes were pulled out together and put on Inoue Hiro's back and back. The three soldiers who escorted Inoue Kuan as ordered were always on guard behind Inoue Kuan during the whole process. When Inoue Kuan just received the pistol, the three well-trained elite soldiers had put their hands on the handle of the gun in advance and were ready to fire at any time. At the moment, their reaction was really quick.

As soon as he reached the center of his brow, he could see clearly the black rifled muzzle inside the barrel. Yang Xiaobao's face was as usual, smiling as if it was just a joke.