Zhu Wengao looked at the paused timer and pondered for a moment before saying, "One minute and 25 seconds!"
It took less than two minutes, as fast as ever, about the same as expected.
“None of you guessed it, so…” He pinched his thumb and forefinger together and rubbed them together.
Ah Biao bowed and said with a fawning smile, "Boss, the numbers I bet on are pretty close, could you lower the amount a bit?"
"You're one minute, right? Fine, I'll just charge you 100."
"Thank you, boss, I'll transfer it to you right away." On the way to the transfer, he remembered what he had just said: "Boss, it's He Shao Yi Min, not me." This had to be clarified.
"Boss, if you can halve your bet in one minute, can you halve it in two minutes too?"
Zhu Wengao patted his shoulder and said slowly, "He can do it, but you can't."
He scratched his head in confusion: "Why? It's quite similar."
"Because Young Master He isn't that strong."
"Sigh, Young Master He is really bad at games and loves to play. What kind of experience can he have in such a short time?" he said dejectedly.
"Keep your voice down! If he hears you, he might shoot your little bird." Zhu Wengao said, then sighed.
"Young Master He could hold out a bit longer a few years ago, but now he's getting weaker and weaker. He's a prime example. Don't let your wealth lead you astray and play around with women, or you'll end up like him!"
They said in unison, "Yes, Boss! Believe in the Boss and you will have eternal life!"
Inside the room, Luo Shimiao placed her thumb on He Yong's philtrum and pinched it hard.
He Yong suddenly opened his eyes and saw Luo Shimiao looking at him with a smile. His body began to tremble uncontrollably.
The smile was beautiful, but at that moment, he felt as if a demon was smiling at him.
He regretted it; he shouldn't have thought about revenge. This woman was ruthless and not at all as innocent as she seemed on the surface.
Luo Shimiao took out a pistol, cocked it, and pointed it directly at He Yong's crotch.
"I have a small favor I'd like to ask you for. I wonder if you'd be willing?"
He Yong nodded repeatedly, enduring the pain in his chin.
"Very good, do as I say in a moment. If you dare to say anything else, I'll give you a free sex change!"
"You can doubt whether I dare to do this, but only if you can bear the loss of your manhood."
Lai Meiqi muttered, "These few minutes make little difference; maybe in another year or two I won't be able to get it up again."
He Yong: "Waaaaah... (Who are you cursing! If I can't get an erection, it's because of that kick!)"
"You have a point." Luo Shimiao's expression changed, and her tone turned colder: "Have them bring Yao Bin over in a bit, understand?"
He Yong: "Waaah (I understand)."
She pulled the gag out of his mouth and tilted her head toward the door.
“Aba aba…” He struggled to raise his hand and pointed to his chin.
Luo Shimiao curled her lips impatiently downwards, pinched the man's chin, and with a crisp snap, the dislocated chin returned to its original position.
"Ugh!" He Yong was caught off guard by the sudden, sharp pain and almost fainted again.
After pausing for a moment, he cleared his throat and said, "Zhu, bring that man over here."
The five people outside were all shocked.
Yao Bin's heart plummeted from the depths of despair to the depths of hell.
Hua Hua's life is in danger! After three years in the entertainment industry, she has dodged countless attacks from directors and producers.
Is it really impossible to avoid this time?
Ah Biao covered his buttocks and whispered, "How come I never noticed that Young Master He had this kind of fetish before!"
"And his voice was so weak, how could he get up without resting for an hour or two?"
Zhu Wengao pulled Yao Bin up, dragged him towards the room, and when they reached the door, he saw that it was slightly ajar. He pushed the door open and shoved Yao Bin inside.
Her eyes reflected a pair of slender, fair legs peeking out from under the covers on the bed, and two coats on the floor.
But he couldn't see Young Master He's face—no, he could see all their faces. Normally, he would be leaning against the headboard smoking right now.
Having thought this through, he tentatively asked, "Young Master He, are you... alright?"
Under the dark blankets, Luo Shimiao pressed the gun against He Yong's forehead harder.
The distance between the two was as wide as a river.
He Yong composed himself and said angrily, "What could possibly happen to me? Get out!"
Upon hearing the agitated voice, Zhu Wengao dispelled his doubts.
"Get out now." He closed the door.
The moment the door closed, the blanket was suddenly thrown off.
Yao Bin abruptly closed his eyes, unable to bear the sight of the horrific scene on the bed.
Luo Shimiao lowered his trousers, which had been rolled up high, jumped off the bed, picked up his coat from the floor, and used it to pat his body as if there was something dirty on him.
Lai Meiqi, who was hiding behind the door, came to his side and poked his arm with her finger.
Yao Bin froze, crying out in despair, "They're here so fast! I don't want to be stabbed, and I don't want to stab him! Someone save me!"
"Brother Yao Bin, why are you closing your eyes?" Lai Meiqi whispered.
"?" It was Meiqi's voice. This... her voice sounded as if nothing had happened.
He opened his right eye and the first thing he saw was a man lying on the bed, his face unrecognizable.
What's going on? He then released his other eye.
Looking at the unharmed Luo Shimiao, and then turning to look at Lai Meiqi standing on his right, blinking her big eyes at him, his eyes welled up with tears and a line of clear tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Waaah..." Thank goodness, they're all alright, and his butt is safe too.
Lai Meiqi was relieved that the tape had sealed his mouth shut, otherwise he would have definitely yelled out.
"Calm down, I'll peel the tape off for you now. Stay calm and don't let the kidnappers notice anything amiss."
Yao Bin nodded with tears in his eyes.
She tore off the tape and untied the hemp rope.
He shook his numb arm and whispered, "I'm so glad you're all alright. What happened?"
"It's a long story, let's talk about it after we go outside."
"Shi Miao, call the police quickly!" he said urgently when he saw the phone in Luo Shi Miao's hand.
"No need, my parents should have already called the police. If I'm not mistaken, they're on their way now." That person will come too; Third Brother will definitely tell him.
How did your parents know we were here?
A beautiful smile appeared on Luo Shimiao's lips.
“My third brother installed a GPS tracker on my phone. Even if the phone is turned off, he can still see my location by removing the battery.”
“But even without the locator, he can easily find us. Wait a moment, I'll make a call, and then I'll go out and deal with them.”
"Good!" Yao Bin opened his palm, his fingers catching the messy nail marks on his hand. "We've finally stood up!"
Lai Meiqi and Yao Bin looked at the girl biting her nails with confusion. Didn't she say she was going to make a phone call? Why isn't she making it? What is she hesitating about?
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