After Agreeing To Get Engaged with the Sick Man - Chapter 4 Turntable game

  Chapter 4 Turntable Game

Zhao Wenbo laughed bitterly, and mocked: "Don’t hide it from everyone, it’s my brother Ye. Let’s help train him, this incompetent and disobedient fiancee. Of course, everyone understands the party’s rules. , We don't know anyone. We haven't played with the second lady of the Xia family."

  Listening to Zhao Wenbo's words, the men present heaved a sigh of relief and immediately became excited.

  Their party is secretive and crazy. When many people put on their masks, it is as if they are stripped of human skin, and they can do all disgusting things.

  But the women and men they usually play with are basically sold voluntarily, and at most they are poor people who are easy to control.

  Miss daughters like Xia Shengge, they have never played before.

   "Bo Shao, I sign up!"

   "I also sign up!"

  Xia Shengge squinted her eyes slightly, watching how these beasts with human faces and beasts were arranging to torture her one by one.

  Slowly clasped a piece of glass in the palm of his hand.

  Her breathing was hot, and the flames in her body kept wandering, making her want to tear off all the clothes on her body.

  But her brain still has a piece of clarity, and her eyes are utterly cold.

  In her previous life, she had climbed up from hell.

  Do it all over again in this life, if someone doesn’t want her to feel better, then she doesn’t mind dragging them to **** together.

  ...

  Zhao Wenbo issued a sign to each of the eleven people who signed up, and each sign had a number.

With a dart in his hand, he stared at Xia Shengge with a cruel and cruel gaze, and said with a smile: "The rules of the game are very simple. Everyone takes turns to throw the darts. Which number the dart pierces depends on the number of cards with the same number. People enjoy it first. Those who want to play first, or who want to play twice more, have to work hard to hit their number cards!"

  The target is divided into twelve grids according to the clock, and each grid is marked with a number.

  "This...Bo Shao, what if my number card is not hit once? Wouldn't I be able to play it?"

   "Also, there is only the eleventh here, what if it gets to the twelfth?"

Zhao Wenbo did not hesitate to say: "Stunners are always rare, Mr. Zhao, if you can't play, it can only mean that you are not lucky. As for the Zhazhong 12th, what do you think of this? Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang , And Jiang Shao, they are all coming soon. If it is the twelfth, it will be cheaper for the next guest who comes in."

   "Haha, good, great!" Qian Haoran almost didn't jump up excitedly, "This is how the game is fun! Wenbo, give me the darts, I'll come first!"

  Qian Haoran knows too well what kind of person Zhang is most likely to come in next.

  That guy has special hobbies, and his favorite is to torture people with various methods.

  Xia Shengge's **** would end up in the hands of Mr. Zhang, he could already imagine.

  Qian Haoran's darts were thrown out amidst a roar.

"Wow-!"

   "It's actually the twelfth!"

   "It's a pity, it's almost me!"

  Qian Haoran smiled and looked at Xia Shengge, waiting to see her crying.

  However, his excitement stopped abruptly when he looked at it, his mouth opened slightly, and he looked so stupid and stupid.

  I saw that under the effect of the medicine, the girl's face was covered with sweat, and she washed away the deliberately blackened powder on her face, revealing her crystal-like jade skin and her stunning face.

  Long eyelashes trembled lightly, but they couldn't hide the gleam of water in Qingrun's eyes, blurry and charming.

  Qian Haoran couldn't help but took a breath, "This...what does this **** look like..."

  At this time, everyone's attention was attracted to the past.

  Even Zhao Wenbo showed a somewhat amazing expression.

  Not to mention other people!

  Just now, the person who was indifferent to the number 12 who hit the first one could not help but commotion at the moment.

   "I knew I would come first... Well, when will Mr. Zhang and the others arrive! Such a superb stunner, or Miss Xia, is really cheap for this tortoise grandson."

   "Look at this face, it's more beautiful than the eldest lady of the Xia family, that is the big star! If this is played once, I will be worth it in my entire life, hahaha!"

  I heard people around him say that Xia Shengge is more beautiful than Xia Ruoling.

   Zhao Wenbo's face suddenly sank.

  This kind of bastard, no matter how beautiful it is, how can it be compared with the goddess Xia Ruoling in his mind?

  He wants to completely destroy this only stain for Ruoling.

"Everyone, I think everyone is waiting impatiently. This sum, Mr. Wang, and others don’t know when it will arrive. Or else, let’s go to the second round first, and the brother on the 12th will postpone it later. How about it?"

  How can this be bad?

  A group of old perverts who have been red-eyed for a long time, wishing it would be their turn right away.

  You vie for me in front of the darts.

  However, at this moment, the entrance guard of the clubhouse suddenly rang out a pleasant bell.

  This means someone is coming.

   "Oh, why did the twelfth come so soon?"

   "Is it Mr. Zhang or Mr. Wang?"

   "Mother, such a superb stunner, he unpacked it for the first time!"

  The door of the clubhouse automatically opens slowly to both sides.

  I saw a middle-aged man with a silver mask and a big belly, walking in while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

  The lighting in the venue is dim and there is a mask to block it. If it is not for self-reporting, it is really difficult to tell who is coming in.

  But the body of the visitor is very similar to Mr. Zhang, plus Zhao Wenbo just received a call before saying that he will be there soon.

  So naturally I recognized him as Mr. Zhang.

Zhao Wenbo walked forward slowly, handed the number 12 number plate in his hand to the middle-aged man, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, you have a Grand Canal today. Hurry up and open your gift. But this gift may be back. It's a bit strong, but you have to be careful not to get a bite back."

  However, the middle-aged man on the opposite side did not have a happy expression on his face. Instead, he was full of horror and stammered: "What...what game?"

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, are you always confused? Even our dart game is forgotten? The old rule is to shoot darts according to the number plate. Whose number belongs to the first time you hit the number. Here are only eleven players who participated in the game. That’s why it was decided on the 12th to be the first one to enter the door next. Mr. Zhang, this is the first time we have seen this kind of superb. He is still a daughter, tusk, it’s really cheaper for you on the 12th."

   "Mr. Zhang, if you don't want this number plate, you might as well sell it to us, but I want to be the number 12 in my dreams!"

  Amid the laughter of everyone, the expression on the face of the middle-aged man became more and more awkward and nervous.

  Even through the mask, you can see the cold sweat on his face.

  Just listen to him stammering: "No, no, sir, you are mistaken, I...I can't pick up this number plate, I'm not here to join the party..."

  Half of what he said, the door behind him opened again.

  (End of this chapter)