Laughing, the host always wants to escape

"No, you are cheating. How can you take off your shoes in this kind of game?" Huo Sumu shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Is there anything wrong with this? In Mr. Huo's house, shoes are not considered clothes, or does Mr. Huo wear clothes but not shoes?" Tang Cuo cleverly threw the question back, "I took off a pair, and after all, I gave you one."

"you……"

"Young Master is right. Ignore him and let's move on to the next round?" The smile on Huozhou's face remained unchanged.

Tangcuo's eyes deepened, "Xiaoye, is there any way to interfere with his throw?"

[This... is a bit difficult. I can only guess and cannot change it. But host... in this kind of game, even if you win, it seems that there is no benefit for you! ]

"You don't understand, Xiaoye, this is about my male dignity. I can lose, but I can never lose to such a scum." A hint of determination flashed in Tang Cuo's eyes.

"Young Master, who should go first this time, you or me?" Huozhou asked softly, looking at Tang Cuo's dazed eyes.

His thoughts were pulled back, and Tang Cuo stared at his slender fingers, "Young Master Huo really has a good skill."

"It's just a fluke."

"Then let me go first in this round." Tang Cuo put his palm on the dice cup, but before he could pick it up, he was clamped by another big hand. "How about I help you?" Huo Zhou gently stroked the back of his hand.

Tang Cuo pulled it back abruptly, shaking off the goose bumps on his body, "No... no need, I can do it myself."

"Mr. Tang, let's play one game to decide the winner. We have more important things to do now. Of course, if you win, I will let you go. If you lose, you have to serve us three brothers well today. How about that?" Huozhou restrained the gentleness on his face.

"Of course, if you refuse, we will not let you go."

So what's the point of you saying this?

A petty-minded man.

"Okay, let's play a game to decide the winner." Tang Cuo grabbed the side of the dice cup, placed it in the palm of his hand, and then shook it.

After dozens of seconds, Tang Cuo opened the dice cup and looked at the numbers three, four and five inside, his eyes twitching.

Huo Sumu also came forward, looked at the number on the dice, and then smiled triumphantly, "Beauty, you are doomed to lose! Why don't you come to me first?"

Tangcuo was a little skeptical and gestured with his hand.

Huozhou shook his hand casually and got three sixes. Tang Cuo rubbed his eyes in disbelief: Oh my god, is there really such a technique?

"You have no objection now, my little beauty, you are mine." Huosumu stood up and grabbed his wrist.

Tang Cuo's body was pulled aside by this force. "Looks like there's no fun anymore." He shrugged helplessly.

He put away the amusement in his eyes, then quickly stretched out his left hand to grab Huosumu's wrist, taking advantage of the force, and then threw him over his shoulder, throwing him hard to the ground.

As the sounds of broken bones and heart-wrenching howls rang out simultaneously, the other two realized that something was wrong. They hurriedly stood up and approached Tangcuo.

Tangcuo dodged and distanced himself from them.

The two men hurriedly helped Huosumu up.

"Are you okay, Third Brother?"

Huo Sumu looked at Tang Cuo viciously and pointed his other hand at him, "Brother, don't let him go, catch him. I will torture him slowly!"

Watching the figures of Huo Zhou and Huo Yu gradually approaching, Tang Cuo quickly picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed the bottom of the bottle. The blood-red wine flowed on the ground, adding a bit of enchanting beauty.

Tang Cuo pointed the bottle at the two people and said, "Don't come over here. The bottle has no eyes. Be careful not to hurt you..."

[Host, isn't that phrase "the sword has no eyes"? ]

"Isn't there no sword? Don't worry too much about those details, Ono, when will my reinforcements arrive?"

[Very soon, they are searching each box]

"understood."

Huo Zhou's eyes became increasingly darker. He looked at Huo Yu on the other side and gave him a wink.

After receiving the signal from his elder brother, Huo Yu threw everything within his sight towards Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo really didn't expect this and dodged quickly.

At this moment, Huo Zhou seized the opportunity and kicked the bottle in his hand into the air, and then it dropped to the side.

At this time, Huo Sumu also forced himself to fight back against the pain and came over, creating a one-on-three situation.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. All three of them were startled. Tang Cuo secretly curled the corners of his lips and looked at the doorknob that turned by itself.

Then he seized the opportunity, jumped back, and fell to the ground, covering his arm with one hand with the other hand, a painful expression on his face, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, and his flushed cheeks made me feel pity for him.

The three were shocked by his amazing operation and stood still.

"Bang." The door was opened. A group of men in black stood on both sides, forming a passage. In the middle of the passage, a tall man slowly walked out.

He was wearing a gray-blue suit that showed his maturity, with a high nose bridge, deep eyes, and everything was flawless. He glanced around the room and then saw Tang Cuo sitting on the ground, looking like he was about to cry.

He hurriedly went forward and picked him up, and put him on the sofa beside him, saying with concern, "What's wrong? Who bullied our Xiaocuo? Second brother will avenge you. It's okay, don't be afraid."

"Second brother, it's not fun here at all. There are so many bad guys. They not only want to beat me up, but also want to take off my clothes." Tang Cuo had an aggrieved expression on his face, which made Meng Zhuo's heart melt.

He leaned over and touched his head, comforting him softly, "Brother is here, brother will support you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

As he spoke, he turned around and looked at the three people standing nearby. Huozhou recognized him the moment he came in.

Huo Zhou pursed his lips, his eyes showing some regret, "Second Master, we didn't know this was your brother, we really didn't touch him, you are a big man and don't bear grudges, we have several important cooperations... You shouldn't do that to us..."

"Cooperation?" Tang Cuo raised his head and glanced at Meng Zhuo.

Meng Zhuo did not respond to Huo Zhou, but looked down at Tang Cuo, "Well, the Huo family has some cooperation with my eldest brother."

"Since there is cooperation, forget it. It doesn't really matter to me." Tang Cuo lowered his head silently and looked at his hands.

"Jiuyan, call brother and put him on speakerphone." Meng Zhuo's palm had been gently stroking his back, signaling him not to worry.

"Okay, Second Master." Jiuyan took out his cell phone and called Qu Su.

After a few beeps, a hoarse voice came from the other end, "What's up?"

"Brother, Xiaocuo was bullied."

"Xiao Cuo was bullied? Have you dealt with the person? Do you need me to help?" Qu Su's voice became a little hurried.

"Nothing was done. He said he was your partner. After hearing that, Xiaocuo didn't want to pursue it any further. What do you think?" Meng Zhuo asked.

"Partner? Which partner?"

"The Huo family."

"Oh, Ding He, spread the news that the Huo family will be acquired from today." Qu Su turned around and instructed the assistant beside him, and then continued to the other side of the phone, "This is not the case now. By the way, is Xiaocuo injured?"

"No, but Xiaocuo is in a bad mood. Let me handle the things here for now. You are busy with official business, so you don't need to come."

"Well, then I'll go back to see him later." After he finished speaking, Meng Zhuo hung up the phone.