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"If you hand the spell to me now, the bet can still be voided."

"You should understand that you can't win me over."

The clown loaded a bullet into the roulette wheel, then with a smile on his face held out the hand holding the revolver and the other empty hand at the same time.

"Now, how about making a choice?"

"Hand over the talisman? Or die under the bet?"

The clown smiled and looked at Drizzt quietly.

Everyone's hearts suddenly lifted, and they all looked at Drizzt who was standing aside.And Tony, after being stopped by Jess, reluctantly gave up his plan to disrupt the gambling game.

Just like that, in the eyes of everyone with different expressions, Drizzt suddenly smiled.Put the gentleman's hat that had been set aside back on his head.

Road:

"Joker, maybe you can get away with beating me a few times, but you don't seem to understand one thing yet."

"No one can win all the time, and here, I only need to beat you once, and that's enough."

"Bet on my life, Drizzt Fett. You! You will die in this bet, clown!"

Drizzt was not afraid at all, he walked forward calmly and took the patterned revolver from the clown's hand.

After raising the muzzle of the gun and pointing it at his head, Drizzt pressed the trigger slightly with his index finger.

click!

The wheel moved slightly, and a crisp sound suddenly sounded.

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is rare to lose on the first round when playing spinners, it is not unheard of.

Fortunately, it seems that Drizzt is not so unlucky.

......

Along with this empty shot

Drizzt smiled and handed over the revolver in his hand.

"It seems that my luck is pretty good. So..."

Drizzt began to signal with his eyes and caught the revolver.

The clown, without any ambiguity, picked up the revolver with a weird smile on his face.

"In that case, how about we play a little bigger?"

As he spoke, the clown licked his lips, and then put his other hand into his pocket amid everyone's confused looks.

After some pretentious groping, the clown took out a bullet from his pocket.

A bullet painted with the opponent's face.

Everyone was confused and even prepared that the clown was unwilling to admit his fault.

However, the clown did something that surprised everyone.

After getting the pistol, he did not fire immediately. Instead, he opened the wheel and loaded the bullet he had just taken out.

Tony Stark's face looked a little solemn. The clown's behavior was called additional difficulty.

As the name suggests, in the wheel game, any party can use this rule, but you need to pay three times the profit.

Fair and reasonable, very much in line with the thoughts of those desperate gamblers.

The triple profit means that the revolver carrying the new bullet first shoots three times in his head, and then starts the competition.

And this means that both sides only have one chance left to decide the outcome.

Or, within three shots, the Joker dies.

Or, the next shot after three shots, Drizzt dies.

Or maybe the Joker still dies in the end.

This is because, in a revolver that only holds six bullets, the Joker needs to fire three bullets per round.

Therefore, the victory or defeat between them will be completely determined by the fourth shot and the first three shots.

And with such rules, for the clown, the probability of victory is very slim.

As for Drizzt, although the probability is only one-third, he only needs to win one shot to win.

But even so, Tony Stark was still a little worried.

It is obviously a loss-making transaction. The clown must have his own reasons for doing this. There must be some reasons for the other party's every move.

Looking at the clown in front of him who seemed to never be afraid, a trace of caution flashed in Tony Stark's eyes.

...

In the midst of gambling

Looking at the eyes around him, the clown laughed.Putting the engraved bullet in front of his eyes and looking at it carefully, the clown began to explain to himself:

"This is a bullet that carries something special."

"Objects infected by it will lose their own thinking and become my puppets."

"Nitrous oxide. That's his name."

"However, I still prefer to call it another name: laughing gas virus."

"In other words, Drizzt."

The Joker finished talking to himself and turned to look at Drizzt opposite.

“You have a two-thirds chance of surviving.

It's just that within a third of it, you will become one of my...friends. "

Looking at Drizzt in front of him, the clown said thoughtfully.

Drizzt, on the other hand, simply ignored the clown's words and just stood there, looking at him calmly.

The clown spread his hands and complained: When you fail, you will know how I will treat you.

The Joker gently closed the revolver with two bullets in his hand.

Then, with a little force of his thumb, he turned the wheel...

The wheel rotated rapidly, making a crisp sound, and then stopped suddenly.

The Joker put the muzzle of the gun between his eyebrows without hesitation.

Then, with a smile on his face, he quickly pulled the trigger without any explanation.

a bit!Twice!Three times!

The sound of a firing pin sounded again and again, and everyone looked at the clown, trying to get the answer they wanted.

However...

click!

click!

click!

Three shots, all empty!

The entire venue fell into dead silence again.

The clown, on the other hand, laughed wildly.

Smiling, he handed the revolver in his hand to Drizzt.

Handing the pistol in his hand to Drizzt, the Joker looked around at the people whose expressions began to become increasingly serious.

There was an unhidden smile on his face.

Looking around, the clown said with a smile:

"Oh, I'm sorry. It seems that I can live for a while longer?"

"Then it's your turn, Drizzt Fett."

As the clown's words fell, everyone immediately looked at Drizzt, who was holding a gun, with slightly changed expressions.

They all knew it very well, whether it was them, the Joker, or Drizzt, who was holding a gun at this time.

They all knew the next shot clearly.

It is destined to end the shocking bet between Joker and Drizzt.

On the other side, Drizzt took over the Joker's pistol.

Then smiled slightly.

In the clown's unsurprised eyes, the magic power in his hand condensed into a bullet.

Then, he opened the wheel and, like the clown, inserted the magic bullet into the wheel.

Likewise, he smiled and turned the wheel without hesitation.

Click, after closing the pistol in his hand.

Under the incomprehensible eyes of everyone, Drizzt picked up the pistol without hesitation, pointed it at his head, and silently pulled the trigger.

a bit!

Twice!

Three times!

Until the last moment, Drizzt looked at the clown's smiling face.Suddenly laughed and said:

"You know, every time I win, it's never based on luck, but on true strength."

Drizzt silently pulled the trigger of this sure shot.And then...bang!

A huge noise suddenly resounded throughout the entire passage, and everyone's expressions also changed...

(Same as the next chapter, I will change it tomorrow morning. Actually, it’s okay. It’s equivalent to posting one chapter in the morning and one chapter in the evening, except that the one in the morning will be posted in advance. If you find it troublesome, you can start ordering at noon tomorrow. I don’t want to do this, but I can’t help it. After all, I have to go to work and have lunch.)