I will eventually become a god

"That good-looking boy won. That's great... I don't want to see him die. It's such a waste."

"It's just that I won the guessing game... I'm not sure what will happen next."

"Next, he can choose to strike first or second. He should choose to strike first. The chance of the first shot containing real bullets is only one in six. It is absolutely advantageous to strike first based on the probability."

"This young man is really lucky. Being first has a huge advantage."

The surrounding discussions reached the ears of the tall man, and his expression was uncertain.

luck? luck?

How the hell could this be luck?

At the last moment of rock-paper-scissors, he changed his gestures at a speed that ordinary people would never be able to react or see clearly, and used scissors.

However, the final result was that he lost.

[Self-inspection completed, running in good condition, no abnormalities found]

A message in green font appeared in Yi's eyes.

There was no mistake, that is to say, he did see that the opponent produced 'cloth' at the last moment.

In this case, there is only one possibility.

‘This guy’s reaction speed and action speed are both above mine. ’

The tall man's heart sank.

At the last moment, the boy first gestured with 'paper', then when he saw 'cloth', and then gestured with 'scissors', the opponent quickly replaced the cloth with stone.

The reaction time and action time combined are estimated to be less than 0.01 seconds.

But this kid did it, how could it be possible...

Qiao Ying finally realized something was wrong. This handsome young man who made people salivate... was not simple.

She looked at Xue Jing with complicated eyes and said no more.

"Then let's start from my side."

With a smile in her eyes, Xue Jing reached out and picked up the revolver on the table.

"..." The man didn't speak, he just watched Xue Jing's movements.

Logically speaking, this guy shouldn't know at which shot the real bullet will be fired.

The person who loads the bullet and rotates the magazine is himself, and only he knows which shot is fired.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Based on the cautious thought of adding a layer of insurance, he moved the real bullet to a very rear position...

On the fifth shot.

As long as this kid is a little braver and shoots himself less than four times, he can still win.

"Speaking of which, this... what is your name?"

Xue Jing casually opened the safety on the revolver as if she were getting snacks in her living room, and asked casually.

"...My surname is Wei."

The tall man named Wei said calmly.

Xue Jing held up the revolver and shot herself in the head.

"Click——"

The bullet chamber rotated and made a sound, but no bullet was fired, but the crowd around them let out a low cry, and some people even covered their eyes, not daring to look.

"Oh? It turns out to be Mr. Wei." Xue Jing smiled.

Although I don’t know which wei it is, it doesn’t matter.

As he spoke, Xue Jing closed and opened the safety of the revolver, then picked it up and shot himself in the head.

"Click——"

There was a low voice around, and the security director Chen Liang who was watching became nervous and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Mr.

Those who didn't know better thought he was holding a toy gun and was playing with it casually.

The movements were too casual, too easy.

"I have a question for Mr. Wei."

Xue Jing said without any change in expression, not at all like someone who was experiencing a life and death crisis.

The man surnamed Wei narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Tell me."

"Click——"

Xue Jing shot herself in the head for the third time.

"Third shot!"

Someone around them screamed.

"That's enough, don't shoot anymore. The three shots didn't fire real bullets. There is a one-third chance of death for each subsequent shot..."

"No, that's not how the probability is calculated... I forgot how to calculate it specifically. Anyway, the probability of the next shot shooting a real bullet is very high!"

"Bet on one more shot! I suggest you bet on one more shot. The three shots that have been knocked out are all 'past probabilities' and have little to do with the one you are going to shoot now. You should take advantage of your luck to continue to improve the opponent's hit rate. Rate!"

"Tsk, betting on dogs is really scary."

The surrounding noise did not affect the venue.

Xue Jing turned the revolver's safety on and off, as if he was considering whether to continue shooting.

He pinched his chin: "Well... I just want to ask, Mr. Wei, you are going to die soon, how can you give me the ten million you promised?"

"Can I transfer the money in advance?"

The man surnamed Wei looked at him deeply and said, "I will not break my word."

Xue Jing smiled and said no more.

He raised the revolver and fired a fourth shot into his head.

"Click——"

The bomb nest rotated once again, but it was still empty.

The people around were excited.

"The fourth shot! Four shots missed!"

"Invincible, such luck! I suggest you just bet on the fifth shot! 1/2 chance?"

"That's not how it is calculated. Although there is indeed one blank bullet and one real bullet left, the calculation cannot be done with 'one shot and one without'. You have to use 'the fifth shot out of six' to calculate the probability. This The probability is much greater than 1/2, I forget the exact amount.”

"It's very simple. The first shot that misses is 5/6, the second shot is 4/5, the third shot and so on. Multiply the probabilities of each shot to get the final probability. Let me do the math (pulls out the phone) …”

"The probability that the fifth shot is still empty is - one in six!"

"Hiss - the probability that the next shot will be a real bullet is already over 80%..."

"Substitute, brother! Give the opponent the gun, and you've basically won!"

Someone outside the court started shouting suggestions to Xue Jing.

Xue Jing said nothing.

The man named Wei had an expressionless face and seemed indifferent.

In silence, Xue Jing slowly raised the pistol and pointed it at her head, as if she was about to fire the fifth shot...

The man surnamed Wei's heart skipped a beat, and he suppressed his emotions to prevent them from showing on his face.

The fifth shot is a real bullet!

This kid is so trusting that he actually wants to bet on a five-gun game and get nothing? court death!

He stared hard at Xue Jing's finger on the trigger.

Press it, shoot, shoot!

The man surnamed Wei could not wait to step forward and help press it with his own hands.

He seemed to have seen the upper part of the head of the young man in front of him explode completely, and his brains and blood splattered all over the place.

‘…In the fifth shot. ’

Xue Jing thought to herself as she felt the tingling chill coming from her temple where the muzzle of the gun was pressed, and the instinctive warning that was faintly resisting all over her body.

Twin instincts.

With a strong instinct, after being completely indifferent to the first four shots, he finally reacted when he was about to press the trigger of the fifth shot.

‘This bet… I have won since the end of the guessing game. ’

Xue Jing smiled, and put down the revolver in the eyes of the man named Wei.

"Well, as expected, we still need to give Mr. Wei a sense of participation. I'll leave this fifth shot to you."

He smiled and handed the revolver to the man named Wei.

"..."

The man surnamed Wei looked at the handed revolver in silence.

This gun was specially modified by him and is so powerful that it can shoot through an elephant from beginning to end with one shot.

Although he has a "B3 protective membrane" and "R2 golden muscle", and even has "giant blood" implanted in his bone marrow, it has basically been transformed, and his bone hardness and hematopoietic ability are far superior to ordinary people.

Taking one bullet from this revolver would not be fatal to him...but if it were aimed at the head, it would at least be a serious injury.

Even if the bullet itself cannot penetrate his body, the kinetic energy shock generated is enough to drink a pot of energy from his brain.

It doesn't matter if he is seriously injured, but the problem is that he still has an important task to complete...

The man surnamed Wei has a cloudy and uncertain face.

Qiao Ying, who had been silent next to her, also changed her expression.

She has worked with the man surnamed Wei for a long time, and is well aware of his behavior and already knows what will happen next.

"Wei...are you sure you want to do this?"

Qiao Ying said loudly, with deep reluctance in her tone.

The man surnamed Wei reached out and took the revolver handed over by Xue Jing, but instead of aiming at his own head, he aimed his backhand at Xue Jing's forehead.

"ah?"

The people around were shocked and confused, this...

Xue Jing was pointed at the gun, her expression did not change, but she sighed softly.

"It seems that Mr. Wei is going to break his promise."

The man named Wei said in a calm voice:

"Ten million...I will call your family."

"As for breaking your promise...do you still remember the bet I mentioned at the beginning?"

As soon as these words came out, some people with good memories in the crowd immediately recalled and said:

"It seems like... 'If you survive, I will give you 10 million Zhuxia coins. If you die... there will be no other price.'"

Everyone immediately understood what the man named Wei meant.

Xue Jing shook his head and said calmly: "Mr. Wei, this is sophistry."

"It's sophistry indeed."

The man named Wei nodded in approval.

"But...I'm sorry."

"Boom——"

The trigger is pulled and the cylinder rotates.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, violent gunshots shook the entire casino.

The brass-colored bullet came out of the barrel and shot towards the forehead of the young man who was always calm and composed.

The next moment.

"Bang!"

A figure flew backwards at an extremely fast speed, smashing countless card tables and chairs along the way, passing through several walls, leaving several human-shaped holes, and it was unknown where it flew to.

In the field, only the young man wearing a burgundy suit was left, slowly retracting his kicked right leg.

The black leather shoes were entangled with white smoke, and Xue Jing frowned slightly.

At the moment when the left wheel was ejected from the chamber, he activated his twin speeds, and while dodging the bullets, he kicked forward with a 'shaking spark' force.

This move is a defense-breaking technique that uses force to pour into the enemy's body and explode. Xue Jing chose to use this move after seeing that the opponent had a 'protective membrane' that was extremely effective in protecting the force. Attack by bypassing the membrane.

But logically speaking, this move is an application of gentle strength, and it should not have the momentum of kicking the opponent far away.

unless……

"The soft energy is blocked outside and cannot be poured into the opponent's interior. In the end, it can only explode outside..."

"Even the 'Shaking Star Fire' can be prevented to this extent. The restraint of the protective film on martial arts masters is too exaggerated."

Xue Jing shook his head.

"Boom!"

There was a gunshot, and Xue Jing, who had twin instincts activated, tilted his head slightly, and the bullet just passed through his ear, causing a strong wind to blow his hair on the left side.

At this time, the onlookers realized what had happened and began to flee the casino in panic. Screams were heard from time to time.

Russian roulette can still be watched for a while, this kind of obvious fight between gods will definitely bring disaster to mortals if it continues.

Xue Jing was looking for the position of the man named Wei when his expression suddenly changed and he felt a slight air flow on his skin.

He instinctively reached out and grabbed a slender wrist that was stabbing him with a black dagger.

"Oh? My dear sister, you've hurt my heart a little bit now."

Xue Jing looked at Qiao Ying in front of her with a somewhat surprised tone.

The latter's eyes were extremely complicated, and there were even tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes, but she was not slow in her hand. She turned the black dagger with her backhand, forcing Xue Jing to let go of her wrist, and then stabbed him very quickly.

While attacking extremely harshly and fatally, he choked sadly and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Dense dragon scale marks appeared on Xue Jing's palm, and she took the next stab, holding the dagger to restrict Qiao Ying's movements.

Then another hand grabbed her neck and lifted her up a foot off the ground.

A spiral dent appeared on Xue Jing's arm, the muscles of her arm tightened, and the palm holding her slender neck suddenly grasped.

"Yin——"

"Click——"

Accompanied by the dragon's roar and the chilling sound of bone cracking, Qiao Ying's neck was directly grasped by Xue Jing into a shape roughly as thick as a sugar cane.

"Ah-ah..."

Her eyes rolled up on her beautiful face, her mouth opened wide, and her entire tongue was exaggeratedly squeezed out. A large amount of blood and pieces of meat overflowed from her mouth and nostrils. Qiao Ying tilted her head, straightened her limbs, and stopped. Struggled.

Throwing his body aside, Xue Jing said in a calm tone:

"You might find an apology useful..."

"But unfortunately, I am a true feminist..."

Xue Jing adjusted her slightly wrinkled burgundy suit and narrowed her eyes.

The crowd had basically fled the casino, and now the venue fell into an eerie silence.

Xue Jing began to walk around the field slowly.

Leather shoes made a crunching sound as they stepped on the floor that was littered with sawdust, chips, cards and other objects.

Xue Jing suddenly had some strange thoughts.

"Why do you feel like you are a BOSS... and someone is trying to defeat him?"

The man named Wei who was hiding in the dark glanced at Xue Jing who was walking leisurely, opened his clothes and touched the obvious red shoe print on his heart.

"What a monster..."

The artificial eyes in his eyes kept popping up the data analysis of the young man in the distance.

[Estimated physical level: 3.6~4.2]

[Physical alienation rate: less than 1%]

…

[Comprehensive risk level assessment: 4.1~4.5]

The man surnamed Wei's eyes paused on [Physical alienation rate: less than 1%], and he was frightened.

"...No implants were implanted, and no banned drugs were taken."

"He's actually a fucking...old martial arts practitioner?"

Looking at the face of the boy in the distance who was clearly underage, the man surnamed Wei twitched the corner of his mouth.

…