Daddy the Miracle Medic

Chapter 14 Mental Breakdown

Click!

The sound of the gun chamber closing echoed through the otherwise silent room, causing everyone to jump.

Lachlan had finally closed the chamber of his revolver. Inside were five bullets, with only one empty slot.

"Don't accuse me of cheating. Check it yourself!" Lachlan said, blindfolded as he slid his revolver across the table towards Snake. Snake and Scar exchanged a glance before Snake picked up the revolver and inspected it thoroughly. It was indeed clean.

As he slid it back to Lachlan, who was still blindfolded, Lachlan flicked open the chamber and spun it around with his hand.

"Kid, this isn't gambling anymore; this is pure suicide,” Snake said in a hoarse voice that lacked its previous calmness and composure. In his eyes, Lachlan was as good as dead.

Gambling always had an element of chance to it; there was always a possibility for victory. But now Snake felt that there was no way out for Lachlan — he would surely die.

"You said it, so how about we bet on it? Can you handle the stakes?" Lachlan played with his revolver in his hand, seemingly unconsciously turning the cylinder.

To everyone else, this was just a casual action without any meaning. After all, he had spun the cylinder many times before and it had stopped randomly. So under these circumstances, no one thought much of him fiddling with the cylinder again.

Besides, from start to finish, Lachlan had covered his eyes with a black cloth.

"Can't handle it? Kid, you still trying to bluff me?" Snake sneered. His expression looked somewhat ferocious.

"Shoot then!"

"You shoot first!"

Snake shouted as everyone's hearts tightened and they stared at Lachlan!

Their eyes didn't dare blink for even a second!

In the next moment, they saw Lachlan’s finger move!

really pulled the

Miranda couldn't help but

Click!

not occur, only

Empty!

having five bullets in the magazine, Lachlan had won the bet. How

happened right before their

Phew.

everyone who had been holding

left in the gun, everyone wanted him

were five bullets in it instead, everyone

felt her palms sting and realized she had unknowingly dug her nails

sweat and noticed that his back was drenched with

with his own hands. But this situation was... too exciting! "No! It can't be! How is

ghost. He nervously yelled out, "What the hell? It's impossible!" "Enough talk. It's your turn now," Lachlan said as he finally removed the black cloth from his eyes and slid the revolver in front of Snake. Trembling, Snake grabbed the revolver and opened the chamber to check it again - all

tampered with it

bro. That

the chamber of the revolver while taking deep breaths before placing it

"Ahh"

a few seconds, and suddenly screamed out in a burst

Peng!

Thud!

after, there were two muffled

thrown onto the gambling table by him, and he fell to

all his strength in

won't gamble anymore! I admit

"I admit defeat!"

had a hint of crying. Just now, he swept through

have the courage to pull

that he will definitely

like he was pulling the trigger, and

didn't want to die, he hadn't enjoyed enough

money and several charming

returning Mr. Webb's payment

"I'm not gambling anymore..."

sat on the ground, staring blankly at

in understanding. He knew how Snake felt; he himself didn't have the courage to pull the trigger either! "Heh heh, Scar, don't let the door hit you on your way out!" Mason laughed and made a mocking gesture of seeing them off. He felt so satisfied watching Scar and Snake in such a sorry state. It was

Snake up and they left together with their tails between their legs, Mason turned to his brother-in-law