Daddy the Miracle Medic

Chapter 13 Don'T Want To Live Again?

Chapter 13 Don't Want to Live Again?

Lachlan suddenly pushed aside Mason's men and sat across from Snake, surprising everyone.

The skilled gambler looked at Mason with a questioning gaze.

Mason had no idea what Lachlan was up to and turned to his sister for answers.

But Miranda was just as confused, staring at Lachlan in bewilderment.

"Heh heh, switching players again?" Scar teased.

"Kid, you wanna play with me?" Snake raised an eyebrow and asked slyly.

"Why else would I sit down?" Lachlan nodded before shouting to Mason, "Brother-in-law, chips!"

"Brother-in-law?" Scar heard Lachlan's address for Manson and burst out laughing. "Ms. Lowe changed fiancés again?"

Mason walked over to stand beside Lachlan with a stern expression. "What are you trying to do? Do you even know how to gamble?"

Damn it, this guy wasn't trying to scam him on purpose, was he?

"Put some chips down!" Lachlan smiled.

Did Lachlan gamble?

He wouldn't say he was an expert; he'd played a bit with small amounts of money before.

But did he need to be an expert?

Not at all.

He just needed to focus his dragon energy on his eyes and he can see through the cards, knowing what both himself and his opponent had in their hands.

So all he had to do was bet when his hand was good and fold when it was not.

Mason hesitated for a moment before adding, "But if you try any funny business tonight, I'll chop you up into little pieces that even my sister can't protect you!"

With a warning issued, Mason turned to the casino manager and demanded 10 million chips. When they arrived, Snake asked with a sly grin on his face, "So friend, what game would you like to play?"

He was so confident that he had let Mason's side choose whatever game they wanted since arriving at the casino. They had already played several different games because Mason's people kept losing.

They hoped to change things up and turned the game around, but the results were always the same. Even with Lachlan on their team, Snake continued to taunt and provoke.

He was confident that he can handle Lachlan. Because Lachlan didn't even look thirty - there was no way he was a gambling expert!

But as far as Lachlan was concerned, any kind of gambling was fair game.

"Oh? Anything goes?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Yep, anything goes!" Snake nodded.

Lachlan chuckled wickedly. In the next moment, he turned to Mason and held out his hand. "Little bro-in-law, give me your revolver! And throw in another 20 million in chips while you're at it."

"What are you planning?" Mason asked nervously.

"The death roulette - haven't you heard of it?" Lachlan asked calmly.

As soon as he spoke, everyone in the room changed their expression.

"What the heck!"

"Here you go." Mason cursed and handed Lachlan a revolver with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Lachlan, what are you doing?"

For some reason, when Miranda heard that Lachlan wanted to play death roulette, she felt nervous. Was she really getting nervous about this guy?

Russian roulette? Was this guy playing for keeps?

"You want to play Russian roulette?" Snake's expression also changed slightly as he asked coldly.

"What? Are you scared? If you're scared, just give back the winnings," said Lachlan.

Hearing this, Snake laughed a few times and looked at Lachlan mockingly, "Kid, do you think I'm easily intimidated? Too naive! Alright then, let's play Russian roulette!"

As an expert gambler from Agosville who had seen all kinds of situations before, Snake was not afraid of anything.

The Death Roulette is indeed dangerous, but as a gambling expert, Snake's techniques were quite exquisite. Just like rolling dice, a gambling expert can control the number on the dice.

Snake also had some confidence that he can use his technique to control the approximate number of rotations of the revolver cylinder and avoid actually spinning to the bullet.

At this moment, everyone looked at Lachlan with eyes that seemed to be full of disdain and mockery. So he wanted to scare off his opponent with Death Roulette? That was too naive! How could a gambling expert from Agosville be so easily intimidated?

"Damn it! You better blow your own brain out later!" Mason cursed angrily, feeling like they had lost this round for sure.

Miranda shook her head and looked at Lachlan with disappointment. She regretted thinking highly of him before.

"Let's just go all in and decide our fate once and for all!" After receiving his chips, Lachlan pushed out 30 million chips in front of him.

"Alright! Hehe..." Snake nodded, also pushing out all of his chips.

This gambling game, of course, had to go all-in!

If luck was on his side, it might take a few rounds to determine the win or loss. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

But as long as he lost, he would lose his life, and the gambling game would naturally come to an end.

"Alright, then I'll go first!" Lachlan said with a smile.

"Please!" Snake sneered.

Mason's revolver had a six-round chamber, and it was currently full.

Next, Lachlan took out all six bullets.

Then, with a hiss, he directly pulled a piece of black cloth from the edge of the gambling table, blindfolding himself.

Afterward, he picked up a bullet and loaded it into the chamber.

Just when everyone thought he was about to close the chamber, a surprising scene unfolded.

Lachlan picked up another bullet and loaded it in again.

"Two bullets? Kid, I admire your courage!"

Snake squinted his eyes, but in the next second, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. Lachlan's movements didn't stop as the third bullet entered the chamber.

"Sis, who is he?" Mason leaned in close to his sister and whispered.

Miranda shook her head without speaking, her beautiful eyes fixed on Lachlan. She had already started sweating profusely in her palms. The disdain from earlier had turned into nervousness.

But what made everyone's scalp tingle was that Lachlan hadn't stopped yet! He continued to load the fourth bullet and then the fifth!

"Kid, are you crazy?!" Snake's face completely changed as he shouted out loud.

"Freak!" Scar swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Sis, where did you find this crazy guy? Is he trying to commit suicide by coming to me today?" Mason's mouth twitched as he asked.

"I... I don't know!" The cold and aloof female CEO was surprisingly flustered and at a loss.

What was going on? Could it be that his daughter's condition had worsened again?

"You bastard, do you really not want to live anymore?"