Volume Four, Chapter Twelve, The Desperate Color Cup
"Boss Huang, didn't you promise me to let him go? I beg you, don't hit him again." Seeing Han Feng being beaten by everyone, but still staring at him with eyes and crawling forward persistently, Li Xiu couldn't help it anymore and knelt in front of Huang Qiang and begging.
Huang Qiang looked at Li Xiu's pitiful look and smiled proudly. He waved his hands at the brothers: "Okay." Everyone stopped, took a few steps back, revealing Han Feng lying on the ground.
Huang Qiang walked forward, squatted in front of Han Feng, and held up his head: "Boy, why aren't you so awesome? Haha. Didn't you have a lot of strength when you were in the cemetery? Keep going."
Xiang Lao San couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted, "Boss Huang, my little brother has just debuted and doesn't understand the rules very well. However, I am really here to apologize to you today. I hope to settle things in the future. You have a lot of adults, so that's about it."
Huang Qiang stood up proudly: "Okay, since the third brother is speaking for him, I must give him this face. But I was beaten like this, I'm afraid this kid won't have a memory. Let's play a game, how about it, kid?"
Blood flowed from the corner of Han Feng's mouth, and he raised his head stubbornly: "What game, do you tell me?"
Huang Qiang took two color cups from one side and put them on the coffee table, then said, "It's very fair to play. If you have ten fingers, we will play ten games. If you win a game, you can leave immediately. No one of us knows each other in the future. If you lose a game, I will knock one of your fingers to let you remember in the future and stop challenging me. If you are unlucky, all ten fingers will be broken, I will let you go. How about it, your business that is sure to make a profit is good, right?"
Xiang Lao San knew that Han Feng could not play tricks, and he had just been beaten and had no strength on his body. Huang Qiang proposed this condition, and was bullying Han Feng and wanted to stop him. But Han Feng had already spoken: "Okay, I promise you, just play like this."
Huang Qiang smiled again: "It's really crazy, then come on." As he said that, he picked up the color cup in front of him and swayed in the air. The color cup swayed and collided in the color cup, making a crisp and rhythmic sound.
Han Feng sat up hard, keeping his upper body straight, and wanted to shake the color cup like Huang Qiang, but one thing he didn't know, and the other thing he really didn't have the strength on his wrist. As soon as he swung, a color cow had already flew out.
Baozi, Erhu and others laughed at Han Feng. Dahu had already recovered at this time, leaned against the sofa on the side, panting, and staring at Han Feng fiercely.
Huang Qiang pressed the color cup on the coffee table with a "pop", and then opened it suddenly. The five colored pieces were all six. Not to mention that Han Feng had one colored piece, even if he shook five six, according to the rules, Huang Qiang won.
Huang Qiang smiled proudly and said to Li Xiu deliberately: "Little beauty, I really want to let your brother go, but he is not good at it, so I can't do it." He turned to Dahu and ordered: "What are you waiting for? Take action!"
Dahu and others had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. When they heard Huang Qiang's orders, someone pressed Han Feng's neck and shoulders, lying his head on the coffee table, and then pressed his left hand to the side of his head.
Chapter completed!