Xu Xiaoyou handed the gun to the dealer beside him, lightly pinching a card between his fingers and tightly holding it in the dealer's palm, he tapped his own forehead, "If I lose, just shoot me."
Mori's expression slightly changed, remaining silent.
The dealer soon completed the second round of dealing.
The atmosphere was always swept by a storm, with the silent people deliberately blurred into silhouettes, like ghosts in the river of history, laden with heavy obscurity.
Mori initially pretended to glance at her own cards, five new and even cards that shimmered under the light.
Through the gap between the King and the Pauper, Mori closely observed Xu Xiaoyou's hand. After catching a glimpse of bright red with her peripheral vision, her heartbeat sped up, and the blood in her body accelerated, spreading a tense emotion through her heart.
Wonderful.
