Chapter 1635: Let's Gamble Our Lives

Xiao Yi laughed and said, Qiao Ke was already very surprised to know that Xiao Yi was from that organization. At this time, Xiao Yi told him that it was Claude who asked Xiao Yi to come to him. his grandson.

"This old guy, Claude, actually found his way to your heads."

"So, the people above accepted the mission, and I have to act according to the mission. If I can't bring back Claude's grandson, I will be punished by the organization. In order not to punish me, I have to ask you, Mr. Jock, to bring him back." Hand it over."

"Do you think I would hand over Claude's grandson to you so easily? Claude's grandson is indeed in my hands, but he plays a great role to me, Jock, and I can't Just let people go.”

Jock said at this moment that Bell's role had only been used a little, but it would be of great use in the future. He was not willing to let Claude's grandson leave so easily.

Xiao Yi took off a painting hanging on the wall, then carefully removed the frame, rolled up the painting inside, and stuffed it into his clothes.

All of this was done so easily and casually, as if this painting was originally Xiao Yi's. After doing this, Xiao Yi turned his attention to other paintings.

What was taken away earlier was an oil painting worth more than three million U.S. dollars, which was also considered Jiao Ke's favorite. Seeing that Xiao Yi seemed to have no end, Jiao Ke suddenly became angry.

"Xiao Yi, this is my home. Please be respectful. Everything in the home is my own private property."

"Of course I know, so I'm here to take yours, not someone else's."

Xiao Yi said with a smile, as if he had found an opportunity to make a fortune. Placing such a good painting here would be a complete waste to Jiao Ke.

It's better to take it off and put it in your own home, or put it in the company to make the company look high-end. Anyway, it's just something for free, don't use it for free.

"You! Do you think you are a robber? You are more casual in my home than in your own home!"

Qiao Ke said that Xiao Yi really wanted to tell Qiao Ke that he had become a robber now, and those oil tankers were Xiao Yi's handiwork.

In order to complete the matter smoothly, he decided not to tell Jiao Ke. After Jiao Ke found out, he went crazy. Xiao Yi accepted the two transformations, then let go with some reluctance, and turned to look at Jiao Ke.

"Mr. Jock, you should understand that what I told you is to ask you to hand the person over to me. Do you know what handing it over to me means? I must take the person away today."

"Hmph! Don't think that because you are from that organization, I will be afraid here. This is my Jiao Ke family. Just relying on you alone, I really don't believe what you can do."

Xiao Yi saw through Qiao Ke's eyes and understood what Qiao Ke meant. Now Qiao Ke was waiting to delay time, waiting for things to turn around, so that he would not have to agree to Xiao Yi's conditions.

After understanding this, Xiao Yi laughed and pointed a gun at Jiao Ke, with a sense of bullying. He walked to Jiao Ke's side, patted Jiao Ke's shoulder with one hand and said.

"Since you don't plan to hand over the person, then for the sake of fairness, let's take a gamble. If you win, I will leave. If I win, how about I take the person with me?"

"Haha, the bet you mentioned is nothing more than putting favorable conditions on you. This is completely unfair."

Xiao Yi said nothing, opened the revolver, and inserted a bullet into it. There were six bullet holes and six bullets in total. One of the bullet slots now contained bullets.

Then after arranging the gun, Xiao Yi turned back and forth, looking at Jiao Ke who looked confused in front of him, Xiao Yi explained here.

"Next, let's play a game. There is only one bullet in the gun, which means that if you shoot up to six times, there will definitely be bullets coming out. I just turn it around a few times, and then we each shoot at our own heads. I forgot before. I said it, the one who loses will lose his life.”

Xiao Yi explained the rules of the game and told him what to do next. Qiao Ke felt that the Xiao Yi in front of him looked like a complete madman.

Because Xiao Yi already had favorable conditions, why did he have to propose such game rules? But this seemed to be an opportunity, so Qiao Ke agreed.

"Okay, since you said it and I am not a timid person, I will agree to your request here, but you must be the first to come."

"I knew you would say that."

Xiao Yi took the gun and shot himself in the head. He was very decisive and without any hesitation. The first shot was empty.

Jiao Ke felt a little scary looking at it. When he took the gun, Jiao Ke's hands were trembling. He raised his head to look at Xiao Yi from time to time. Xiao Yi still had a relaxed expression on his face.

"Please Mr. Jock."

"Do you think I really don't dare?"

"I really don't think you dare."

Xiao Yi laughed and said, Jock held the gun, hesitated for a while, closed his eyes and pulled the trigger. He was extremely nervous, and there were beads of sweat on his nose.

The gun did not fire. At this moment, Jiao Ke was covered in sweat. He was trembling. He put down the pistol and threw it to Xiao Yidao.

"Looks like fate has been kind to me, it's your turn!"

Xiao Yi is not as ink-stained as Qiao Ke. He held a gun to his head and shot it. The shot was still empty. Xiao Yi said with a very calm expression.

"Fate has been good to me, it's your turn!"

This went on and on until Xiao Yi fired the fifth shot, but the bullet still didn't come out. Jock already felt it was difficult to breathe, and kept swallowing saliva to hide his nervousness.

He had planned that Xiao Yi would play with fire and burn himself in the process, and die under the muzzle of the gun, but until now, Xiao Yi was intact, and he was in danger instead.

"The last shot, it seems that you, Jock, are in danger now. I can give you a choice. If you hand over the person, you can give up this game."

Xiao Yi smiled, there was only one last chance left, and it was also the most important chance, which meant that whoever fired the gun would die under the muzzle of the gun.

"Xiao Yi, you..."

"Go on, make your own choice."

Xiao Yi threw the pistol to Jock, who was holding the revolver, his hands shaking constantly. There were bullets in it, and the next one would definitely not be an empty gun.

If he fired a shot, he would definitely die. After a pause, Jock suddenly grabbed the gun and pointed it at Xiao Yi's head again.

"Thank you! Thank you for giving me this opportunity. Everything is thanks to you. Do you have any last words?"