BANG!
A gunshot rang out, and the pitch-black bullet flew straight ahead, hitting Eugene's forehead directly.
He didn't dodge. This gamble wasn't about life or death; it was just about determining victory or defeat. So, even a mortal could withstand such a bullet with their body.
Clatter~
In front of Baiyi, the stakes automatically appeared, a large pile of minerals and other high-value resources piled up on the table, forming a small mountain that separated the two.
Baiyi didn't rush to pick up the items but instead asked lightly, "Is this all a devil can do? You're already penniless. If I raise my stakes now, what can you use to bet with me?"
Eugene showed no expression. At this moment, he felt the emotions of those who played games with him—despair and helplessness.
It seemed like the person across from him knew his next move, as well as all his cards.
No matter what he did, he would lose. Compared to himself, he felt that the person in front was more like a devil.
