King Crazy Game

"Qingning, don't speak too hard next time."

Lin Zicheng neither refused nor agreed, but gave a sincere suggestion like a passerby.

Shen Qingning looked at him in confusion. What did "use force" mean? There was nothing excessive in what he said just now.

"My hand hurts."

Lin Zicheng shook their clasped hands vigorously. Shen Qingning smiled awkwardly but did not let go. He just reduced the strength slightly.

"Zicheng, you don't have to answer right away. I'm not in a hurry for the answer." Shen Qingning brought Lin Zicheng closer to her, "I can spend my whole life waiting for the answer."

Lin Zicheng did not struggle, and even looked calm, smiling knowingly: "Have I ever said anything nice to you?"

Shen Qingning didn't answer. She wanted to hear Lin Zicheng say good things, unless it was in a dream.

"Have I ever done anything nice for you?"

There are no good things, but bad things happen one after another.

Shen Qingning still didn't say anything and just looked at him silently, but her heart beat faster and faster as he asked questions.

"Didn't I clearly reject you at the beginning?"

Shen Qingning clearly felt his heart stop beating for a moment. He pretended not to care and said, "So what? I didn't say I can't like you anymore just because I rejected you."

Lin Zicheng stared at him for about half a minute before changing the subject: "So I am the most persistent Meng1 in your heart."

Shen Qingning was stunned for a moment, then cursed with a smile: "Fuck, you're still here at this time."

Lin Zicheng smiled and said nonchalantly, "I've been too tired recently, so I've been pure and devoted to Buddhism. When you want to eat meat one day, I'll ask you to wash it and wait for me."

Shen Qingning stood there in a daze. Why did the first half of the sentence sound so familiar?

A black car was driving slowly on the narrow road under the dim street lights. The big yellow dog heard the roar of the motor vehicle and stood on the side of the road barking wildly.

"It's so noisy." The handsome man in a black suit sitting in the back seat opened the window, took out a bag of chicken jerky from the car and threw it out.

The big yellow dog wagged its tail, held the dried chicken in its mouth, and returned to its kennel in a proud and high-spirited manner.

The man sitting in the driver's seat glanced through the rearview mirror and sneered: "People are just like dogs. Once they get a taste of something sweet, they will want more. The next time someone passes by here, it will still wag its tail and clamor for food."

"So there won't be a next time." The handsome man had a smile that seemed to be lingering on his face.

Not long after the car left, the big yellow dog that was eating jerky chicken suddenly fell to the ground and did not move.

As the party was coming to an end, many of the rich second-generations were already drunk and were picked up by their own drivers. Only a few were still taking advantage of the alcohol to play various tricks among the rich. The most attractive of these was gambling. In the eyes of these rich second-generations, losing a million or a few hundred thousand in one night was just a small amount of pocket money.

Hearing this, he was still sitting in his original position, shaking the sixth glass of wine in his hand, looking at the door with a smile on his face: "If you don't come back, you will miss the most exciting opening of the game."

Qin Muyuan had good luck tonight and hardly lost anything. He laughed and shouted, "Who else wants to gamble? I'll accompany you tonight."

No matter how rich the second generation is, they are not naive enough to want to be the boy who brings wealth, especially like now when the small fish brings the big fish, it is simply a living injustice.

Seeing that no one answered him, Qin Muyuan stood up, walked to Liang Xijin, put a hand on his shoulder, bent over, and laughed: "Brother Liang, we haven't played together for a long time, let's make a bet?"

Liang Xijin put down the wine glass in his hand, turned his head to look at him, and said coldly: "Not interested."

Qin Muyuan looked as if he had accidentally stepped on a nail, with a trace of embarrassment on his face. Jiang Quanyang, who was sitting next to Liang Xijin, immediately came to the rescue and said, "Xijin doesn't want to play, I'll do it. I haven't played cards for a long time either."

"Brother Jiang, you play cards one after another, and my winnings just now are not enough to pay you."

Although Qin Muyuan ascended the throne ahead of time, he acted like a fool in front of everyone. Whenever he saw someone older than him, he would call him brother. In the circle of princes, he was like a fish in water. Although he refused, he had already helped Jiang Quanyang pull out the stool.

Jiang Quanyang also sat down without hesitation and said with a little sadness: "I have been unlucky recently. Maybe you will win tonight."

Qin Muyuan clasped his hands together and said cheerfully, "I'll give you my good wishes."

The first game ended and Qin Muyuan won.

The second game ended and Qin Muyuan won.

The third game ended and Qin Muyuan won.

Jiang Quanyang's face became darker and darker. Qin Muyuan kept picking up a corner of the card with his fingers and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang, I'm lucky tonight, and it may be your turn later."

"Don't comfort me. I've always said that I've had bad luck recently." Jiang Quanyang reached out and picked up the cards, took a look at them, and silently put them on the table.

"Brother Jiang, you keep saying that you have bad luck recently. What's wrong?" Qin Muyuan picked up the cards and looked at them, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Nothing much, I can only say that things are not going as planned." Jiang Quanyang took the second card and silently placed it on the table again.

"Then if I win again, it shouldn't be considered as taking advantage of Brother Jiang." Qin Muyuan picked up the two cards, the smile in his eyes becoming even more intense.

"As long as you have the ability to take it, I won't say a word." Jiang Quanyang silently placed the third card on the table.

"Brother Jiang, you are really generous." Qin Muyuan smiled and stroked the cards in his hand.

In the fourth game, Qin Muyuan won.

……

"Here we are." Hearing this, he picked up the wine glass and drank the last sip of wine.

A tall and handsome man in a black suit walked in elegantly from the door, followed by a burly man in a suit with a scar on his neck.

When Jiang Quanyang saw him, he didn't care about the bet with Qin Muyuan, and his slightly angry face turned into a full smile. He walked up to the handsome man, put his arms around his shoulders, and said with a smile: "I've been looking forward to you for so long, and finally you're here."

Then he whispered in her ear: "He is in the main hall."

The handsome man did not have the same enthusiasm for Jiang Quanyang. He glanced coldly at the words in the corner of the main hall and asked Jiang Quanyang, "He An is gone?"

Jiang Quanyang: "He said he had something to do and would be back later."

The handsome man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes swept across coldly when he heard the words.

"Interesting, my king should like these players I selected for him."

Hearing this, he stood up, stretched, and slowly walked to Qin Muyuan's side. He put a hand on his shoulder and asked with a smile, "I saw this guy winning all the time just now. I wonder if he can have a match with me."

At this time, Liang Xijin looked at Wen Yan with some fear. Wen Yan had also taken the initiative to join the game on the cruise ship, but in the end, he realized that he was the instigator of the game.

Is it the same this time?

The moment Qin Muyuan heard the words, he felt a chill on his neck, like the cold air emitted when meat was taken out of the freezer after being frozen for a long time. He was not stupid, and knew that this person had bad intentions, so he deliberately yawned: "I have almost won tonight, I am not a greedy person, and I am sleepy, so I can sleep now."

"If he doesn't want to gamble, I'll do it." The handsome man came over and sat opposite without hesitation.

"Betting on money is too corrupt to bet with a distinguished guest like you. Why don't we bet on something else?" Hearing this, his hand was still on Qin Muyuan, as if implying that Qin Muyuan was not allowed to leave.

"What are you betting on? Your life?" The handsome man sneered.

Hearing this, he smiled slightly, with a look of fear on his face: "Life is so precious, I dare not gamble."

Although he seemed to be showing weakness, others thought that this person was more terrifying.

The handsome man asked impatiently, "What are you betting on?"

Hearing this, he tilted his head, thought for a while and said, "I heard that there is a very good opera singer among the VIPs coming this time. If I win, can I ask him to sing a song to liven up the atmosphere?"

The handsome man raised his lips slightly, knowing that the VIP mentioned was He An.

When He An was young, his family was extremely poor. His mother sold him to a theater to make a living. The madam of the theater saw that he was good-looking and cut off his penis. He followed the former Hua Dan to learn the art, and later became a famous character in the theater.

The rich and powerful would spend huge sums of money just to hear him sing, while some ordinary people would even lose everything they had.

Later, the theater caught fire for no apparent reason and all the people died. Only He An escaped the disaster by hiding in a dry well.

From now on, He An no longer had to sing opera, and he would never sing opera again.

Jiang Quanyang, who was standing next to the handsome man, immediately scolded him: "Hearing that, He An is not here, you are using others as a bet, isn't that very rude?"

"Oh..." Hearing this, he sighed deeply, "It's a pity that he's not here."

"I can bring him back." The handsome man raised his hand to stop Jiang Quanyang, "But if I win, your life will be mine."

"I've already said it before, life is precious, I won't block it, and..." Hearing this, his green eyes suddenly revealed a ferocious look, "it belongs to someone else."

The handsome man fought back, not wanting to be outdone: "But I only want this."

Qin Muyuan was caught in the middle, and the two cold air attacks almost made him faint. He smiled apologetically and said to Wen Yan: "Can I go to the bathroom?"

Hearing this, he stood up straight and showed the handsome man a standard smile with eight teeth: "The gambling begins."

Lin Zicheng and Shen Qingning came back at some point. They stood beside Wen Yan, and a gambling table separated the two parties into two opposing sides.

"Master Lin, it's rare for you to attend such a gathering." The handsome man's thin lips curled up into a bloodthirsty smile.

"Gu Jinan, it's been a long time since we last met, and you still hate me as much as before."

Lin Zicheng raised the corner of his mouth, forming an evil arc.