I Will Eventually Become A God

Qiao Ying looked at the extremely handsome young man in front of her with joy.

Yes, young man... Although the other person's clothes and hairstyle were very mature, she recognized him at a glance as a young man who was not yet under age and was so tender.

There was a mature calmness on his young face. It was obviously his first time coming to the casino and he was very curious about everything, but he had no stage fright at all.

The figure is straight and upright, every step is slow and graceful, and every move is graceful and casual, as if he is walking in the backyard of his own home.

The muscles on the arms are soft and firm, and you can tell from the first touch that this is a beautiful body that has been trained for a long time.

I found a treasure, Qiao Ying looked up at the boy's profile and thought to herself.

As a member of the famous borderland hunter group "The Titan Brigade", she has accumulated unimaginable pressure in her daily work.

In this kind of working environment where one can be killed if one is not careful, and one has to maintain his consciousness until tomorrow at any time, he must vent from time to time, otherwise he will soon be driven crazy.

Although she is currently on a mission, it stands to reason that she cannot 'hunt for beauty' at this time...

Her professionalism is very high and she has never traveled during work in the past.

But this young man in front of me... is really too tempting.

Ever since the boss offended a super giant company like 'United Breeding' some time ago, the situation of the brigade has been getting worse and worse. Her pressure has also increased, and her mind has become more and more tense.

He was sent out to capture the sea bee queen, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't even see the bee swarm. Now he could only place his hope on the intelligence of Mr. Fox, but the other party was also a well-known fun-loving person, and the information he gave was all It is deliberately misleading to say that half of it is left and half is left. I don’t know what will happen next, so I can only wait uneasily.

The pressure has accumulated too much and is almost reaching the breaking point.

How could she bear it when she met such a beautiful boy in this situation?

If she missed the opportunity to have sex with this person, she would regret it for the rest of her life. After this thought came to her mind, Qiao Ying couldn't hold herself any longer. She stepped forward and hugged the young man's arm, regardless of the fact that she was still on a mission.

"...Then, Mr. Xue, I will take my leave now. I wish you a pleasant stay."

When Chen Liang next to him saw this, he showed an expression that said he understood everything and smiled.

"See you later, Director Chen." Xue Jing nodded.

Chen Liang turned around and left, smiling and shaking his head.

After all, Mr. Xue is also a young man in adolescence who is interested in that kind of thing...

After he left, Qiao Ying leaned her head on Xue Jing's shoulder and said with a smile:

"Brother...what's your name?"

The arms were held tighter and tighter, and Xue Jing glanced at her.

The face of the woman in front of her became increasingly rosy, and her eyes were misty, almost dripping with water, as if she had been drugged...

Xue Jing thought for a moment, lowered her head and leaned into her ear, whispering:

"Before asking someone's name, you should introduce yourself first... What a bad sister who is not polite."

The warm and slightly hot breath sprinkled on her ears. Qiao Ying's whole body froze. The numbness started from her scalp and gradually spread to her whole body. The pores all over her body opened as if she had been shocked by an electric shock. However, she did not feel any pain at all. Falling above the clouds and mist, an indescribable throbbing spread from my mind.

An unimaginable sense of extreme pleasure almost overwhelmed her spirit and will. Qiao Ying trembled all over, gritted her teeth tightly, and reached out to cover her mouth.

Xue Jing looked at the little water stains that suddenly appeared on the carpet, and the corners of her mouth moved, feeling a little speechless.

This is a bit...

Qiao Ying's eyes were misty, her whole body focused on Xue Jing, looking at the young man who defeated her with just one sentence, barely maintaining her final sobriety.

"Sister's name is a secret, no... I can't tell you."

Qiao Ying said coquettishly.

She originally wanted to give a false name casually, but the moment she said it, she was inexplicably unwilling to deceive this young man, and finally said such a witty remark.

Xue Jing nodded and said with a smile: "That's fine...it's interesting to meet by chance if we don't know each other's names."

"So, what are we going to play?"

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In the suite on the 22nd floor, Ning Fengwan was lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, she felt irritated and opened her eyes.

She frowned, put her hand over her heart, and asked doubtfully, "What's going on?"

Unreasonable anger emerged in his heart.

It was a very strange feeling of violation.

It was as if someone was gradually taking possession of a treasure that he would never allow anyone to touch. He was very impatient and angry.

But I don't know where this feeling comes from.

Ning Fengwan covered her head with the quilt, trying to suppress the feeling and sleep.

But he quickly lifted the quilt, sat up, and scratched his hair with both hands in annoyance.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Vaguely understanding that the 'Invincible Lion Heart' was reminding her of something, Ning Fengwan gritted her teeth, stood up, opened the wardrobe, and began to change clothes.

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"Win, win again!?"

"What the hell, why are you making a movie here? "The Young God of Gamblers"?"

"You've won twelve games in a row, right? Still winning, still winning!"

A table playing 'blackjack' was crowded with countless spectators. Everyone looked at the young man sitting in one of the seats with shock and envy.

Xue Jing smiled, casually pushed aside a large pile of chips in front of him, crossed his arms and looked at the sweaty banker opposite.

"Brother, you are so awesome!"

Qiao Ying sat next to him, holding her hands together, and exclaimed in a sweet voice.

The almost overflowing adoration and fascination in his eyes is enough to make any adolescent boy dizzy.

Xue Jing just smiled and said nothing.

Qiao Ying bit her teeth secretly, thinking that this person was too difficult to deal with, but she was indifferent.

But under the pull of Xue Jing, the fire in his heart burned uncontrollably, almost going crazy.

'I must get him...'

'If you really can't do it, even if it's forceful...'

Qiao Ying thought fiercely.

Although that would ruin most of the fun, she couldn't bear it anymore. If she couldn't get this person, she would definitely suffocate to death.

Not knowing that the strange woman beside him was already thinking about something even stranger, Xue Jing pinched her chin and thought:

"It seems that I can really be a god of gambling."

Unfortunately, he possesses an absolute cheating device in almost all card table gambling games - perspective.

The existence of [Visualization·True] allows him to directly visualize what each covered card is when he sees the cards with his eyes and gets enough information.

Just like playing blackjack now, being able to see through the dealer's hidden cards ensures his winning rate, and being able to see every card dealt next allows him to understand the direction of the entire game directly from the beginning.

It’s simply a God mode that needs to abide by the rules and has some restrictions...

Can't lose, can't lose at all.

Just as he was thinking about things, a loud voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Hey, you look awesome."

Xue Jing tapped the table with her fingers and turned to look.

A tall, muscular man with a bulging suit in his suit stood beside him at some point, casting a condescending look at him expressionlessly.

Xue Jing's eyes lingered on the faintly visible dents on his face.

"Are you interested in taking a gamble with me?"

The man spoke without any fluctuation in his tone.

Before Xue Jing could reply, Qiao Ying stood up next to her, with a cold expression on her beautiful face:

"Wei...what do you want to do?"

The man seemed not to hear her and simply ignored her, staring at Xue Jing.

The surrounding passengers also noticed that something was not right in the atmosphere, and the noisy scene gradually became quiet.

Xue Jing looked back and forth between the two people with allografts for a while, thought about it, and said with a smile:

"Okay, what do you want to bet on?"

Hearing this, the man reached into the lining of his suit and actually took out a silver revolver and slapped it on the table.

As soon as the dangerous firearm appeared, everyone around him screamed in surprise.

"Gun!? Is it a real gun?"

"What do you mean, gun betting? Russian roulette?"

When the smart staff saw the man pulling out a gun, he immediately left the scene and called the security personnel.

Perhaps it is the curious nature of human beings, or perhaps they do not believe that this is a real gun. Most people did not leave when they saw such a dangerous thing, but continued to watch with interest.

Qiao Ying's expression changed, she slammed the table, gritted her teeth and said: "Wei... don't go too far!"

Her strength was so great that it was completely inconsistent with her appearance. The huge card table was tilted and tilted directly when she slapped it, almost turning the entire table over. It stayed in the air for a while before falling back under the influence of gravity.

The chips and cards on the table were scattered with a clatter, and the revolver fell to the ground.

The tall man finally turned his gaze to her and said expressionlessly:

"Excessive? You are the one who went too far, right? Do you know what you are doing now?"

Qiao Ying froze, but was speechless.

The man continued to look at Xue Jing.

"As you can see, Russian roulette, play or not."

At this time, countless footsteps sounded, the crowd of onlookers was separated, and security director Chen Liang came in with a bunch of people.

He looked towards the field and saw Xue Jing's figure. He was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly:

"Mr. Xue?"

Xue Jing did not look at him, but waved her hand sideways to him.

Chen Liang understood, and this meant asking him to leave it alone.

He nodded silently, restrained his men, and joined the crowd of spectators.

Xue Jing picked up the revolver from the ground.

The silver gun body has extremely graceful lines. It is much larger than an ordinary pistol. The barrel is very long and looks like a large-caliber revolver.

Xue Jing is not a military fan, and has basically never paid attention to the firearm models in this world. He can't recognize what this revolver is, but just by looking at the appearance, he can tell that it has a lot of firepower and is not an ordinary pistol.

‘It’s like filming a gambling movie on Hong Kong Island, things are getting interesting...’

Xue Jing became interested, put the revolver on the table, stood up, looked directly into the man's eyes, and said with interest:

"Okay, let's have some fun, what's the stakes?"

Qiao Ying next to her suddenly became anxious when she heard this.

"Brother, this is no joke, it will really kill people! This man is a lunatic, please ignore him, let's go play something else, okay?"

Qiao Ying pulled Xue Jing's sleeves and looked at him pleadingly.

How could he die before having sex with this person?

Qiao Ying had a strong feeling that if she didn't get this person, she would be left with a hole of regret for the rest of her life.

Do you want her to be killed?

The tall man looked at Xue Jing deeply: "It's rare to have enough talent."

He picked up the revolver on the table, took out the revolver cylinder, then took out a brass-colored bullet from his pocket and inserted it into one of the bullet holes.

The bullet nest was closed, and he moved it with his hand. It started to rotate in the gun body, and then stopped.

"The rules are very simple. The person who wins the guessing game decides to shoot first. The person who wins the guessing game can nominate himself or the opponent to shoot first."

"The designated person points a gun to his own head and can fire as many shots as he wants, but at least one shot must be fired."

"There is only one bullet in the gun, and the other five are empty. In other words, one of the six shots must be a real bullet."

When the man said this, he paused.

"As for the bet...if you survive, I will give you ten million Zhuxia coins."

"You die...there is no other price to pay."

The man said calmly.

His purpose was to prevent Qiao Ying from messing around and delaying business. He just had to kill the young man. No other bets were needed.

He knew exactly after which shot the bullet in the revolver would be fired. As long as he won the guessing game and designated himself as the first shot, the boy would be dead...

And guessing...hehe.

"You speak as if you are sure to win..."

"But, funnily enough, I agreed."

Xue Jing smiled slightly and said.

Qiao Ying grabbed Xue Jing's sleeves and shook her head frantically:

"No, don't agree, you will lose. If you lose, you will really die!"

People around were excited and talking about it:

"You really want to play Russian roulette, and that revolver is a real gun!"

"I didn't expect to see such a scene on a cruise ship. The money was really well spent!"

“I’m a little afraid to watch it, but I really want to watch it!”

Ignoring Qiao Ying's dissuasion and the noise around her, Xue Jing chuckled and said:

"let us start?"

The man looked at him deeply: "Interesting boy... I will remember you."

He stretched out his arm, and Xue Jing did the same.

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

The two of them raised their arms at the same time and swung them down.

The tall man's gaze condensed, and a blue light emitted from his left eye, in which countless invisible data kept beating and flowing.

From the tendency of Xue Jing's eyes, to the wriggling of the arm muscles, to the possibility of extending the palms...

He continued to analyze all the data and finally came to a conclusion.

Stone: 12%

Scissors: 57%

Cloth: 31%

Is it most likely scissors...

It doesn’t matter, no matter what you do, at the last moment, I will change my gestures at a speed you can’t see, and you will lose no matter what...

The man thought so, and the moment the two people's palms stopped, he saw Xue Jing's gesture.

It's actually cloth... The data analysis is not very accurate.

The man quickly turned his palms into a scissors gesture at a speed that could not be detected by the human eye.

The result came out.

The man took out the scissors.

Xue Jing came out of the stone.

"It seems I'm lucky, I won."

Xue Jing raised her hand into a fist and chuckled.

The man's pupils shrank suddenly.

How can this be! ?

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