After Agreeing To Get Engaged with the Sick Man

Zhao Wenbo laughed heartily and said sarcastically: "To tell you the truth, it's my brother Ye, let's help train him, a disobedient fiancee. Of course, everyone knows the rules of the party. , we don't know anyone. We've never played the second lady of the Xia family."

Hearing what Zhao Wenbo said, the men present immediately breathed a sigh of relief and immediately became excited.

Their party is secretive and crazy. When many people put on masks, it's like peeling off human skin, and they can do any disgusting things.

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

A daughter like Xia Shengge, they have never really played.

"Master Bo, I'll sign up!"

"I'll sign up too!"

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

The palm of his hand slowly clasped a piece of glass shard.

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

But her brain was still clear, and her eyes were bone-chillingly cold.

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

In this life, if someone doesn't want her to have a better life, then she doesn't mind dragging them to hell together.

...

Zhao Wenbo handed out a sign to each of the eleven people who signed up, and each sign had a number on it.

He turned a dart in his hand, stared at Xia Shengge with cruel and cruel eyes, and said with a smile: "The rules of the game are very simple, everyone will take turns throwing darts, and the number on which the dart is stuck will be determined by the player of the same number. People enjoy it first. Those who want to play first, or play twice more, have to work hard and hit their number cards!"

The target is divided into twelve grids in the manner of a clock, and each grid is marked with a number.

"This... Master Bo, what if no one hits my number card once? Am I not able to play?"

"Besides, there is only No. 11 here. What if I get to No. 12?"

Zhao Wenbo said unhurriedly: "Stunners are always rare, Mr. Zhao, if you can't play, it can only mean that you are not lucky. As for Zhazhong No. 12, what do you think of it? Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang , and Jiang Shao, they are all about to arrive, if it is the twelfth, it will be cheaper for the first guest who comes in next."

"Haha, okay, great!" Qian Haoran was so excited that he almost didn't jump up, "That's how games are meant to be 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 a special hobby, and his favorite is to torture people by various means.

He could already imagine what would happen if that bitch Xia Shengge fell into the hands of President Zhang.

Amid the roar, Qian Haoran threw his dart out.

"Wow--!"

"It's actually number 12!"

"What a pity, it was almost me!"

Qian Haoran looked at Xia Shengge with a grin, waiting to see her crying.

However, at this sight, his excited voice stopped abruptly, his mouth was slightly open, how stupid he looked.

I saw that under the effect of the medicine, the girl's face was covered in sweat, and the powder on her face was deliberately blackened, revealing her crystal clear skin and beautiful face.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, but they couldn't hide the glittering water in the clear eyes, blurry and charming.

Qian Haoran couldn't help taking a deep breath, "This...this bitch looks...what does he look like..."

This time, everyone's attention was drawn to the past.

Even Zhao Wenbo showed a somewhat amazed expression.

Not to mention others!

The person who was indifferent to the first hit was No. 12 just now, couldn't help but get agitated.

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

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

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

Zhao Wenbo's face suddenly sank.

This kind of bitch, no matter how beautiful he is, how can he compare with the goddess Xia Ruoling in his mind?

He wants to completely destroy this only stain for Ruo Ling.

"Everyone, I think everyone is getting impatient. Zhang Zhang and Wang Wang don't know when they will arrive. Otherwise, let's go to the second round first, and the brother on the 12th will postpone it later. How about it?"

What's so bad about this?

A group of old perverts whose eyes had already turned red with anxiety, eager to get their turn right away.

Even in front of the darts, you are fighting for me to grab it.

However, at this moment, the door of the clubhouse suddenly rang a pleasant bell.

It means someone is coming.

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

"Is it President Zhang or President Wang?"

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

The doors of the clubhouse automatically opened slowly to both sides.

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

The venue was dimly lit and covered by a mask. If it wasn't for self-reporting, it would be hard to tell who came in.

But the figure of the person who came was very similar to Mr. Zhang, and Zhao Wenbo had just received a call before saying that he would be there soon.

So naturally, he recognized him as President 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 great luck today, go and unwrap your gift. But this gift may still be available. It's a bit strong, you have to be careful not to be bitten back."

However, there was no happy expression on the face of the middle-aged man on the opposite side. Instead, he was stunned and stammered: "What... what game?"

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, you're so confused? You even forgot our dart game? The old rule is that you shoot darts according to the number plate, and the first time you hit the number belongs to whom. There are only eleven of us who participated in the game. That's why No. 12 decided to be the first to come in. Mr. Zhang, it's the first time we've seen this kind of superb product, and she's still a young lady, tsk tsk, it's really cheap for you, No. 12."

"Mr. Zhang, if you don't want this number card, why don't you sell it to us, but I dream of being the number 12!"

Amid the laughter of the crowd, the expression on the middle-aged man's face became more and more embarrassed and nervous.

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

I just heard him stammer: "No no, gentlemen, you made a mistake, I... I can't take this number card, I'm not here for the party..."

Halfway through his words, the door behind him opened again.