"Hiss~~ You're-you're that light! Gaia!"
Looking at Shen Jin's teasing gaze and his build, Zhao Laoda gradually matched him to the mysterious figure in his memories who had worn a Billy Puppet head and an Ultraman mask.
The humiliating memories flooded back!
Hadn't he said back then that they could play Russian Roulette?
Fuck!
He had only seen those gang bosses do it a few times while he was in prison and blurted it out. He had thought the whole thing would rot away in his head.
He hadn't expected to run into the owner of that villa again two months later!
Fuck!
Zhao Laoda felt he was about to die of embarrassment!
Wait!
Right, young people like them probably wouldn't understand that kind of dirty talk.
What if they thought he meant the game where you spun a gun...
"Zhao Laoda, looks like you've been doing pretty well lately. Have you secretly been playing your Russian... game? Are you the one lying face down, or the one behind him spinning the gun and shooting?"
He was screwed!
This guy knew all about it. He even knew the slang!
Zhao Laoda's face flushed bright red.
"Heh, big brother, you're joking. I just heard a friend talk about it in prison. I've never known how that thing works! Ask my second and third brothers if you don't believe me!"
"A Russian game? Oh! I really like playing that. It's great for your brain and trains how fast you can think and move your hands." The third-in-command immediately thought of Tetris.
"Oh? Shooting? It must be the Russian Roulette I'm thinking of, right? Zhao Laoda is very brave. He doesn't need to play that to prove it."
The second-in-command was a middle-aged man who looked as though he might have been a