The big man's wife is beautiful and sassy

"Master, we have locked the target and are ready to shoot at any time, please instruct."

In Arlo's earphones, the voices of his subordinates appeared.

With a dark face, he blurted out: "Shoot whatever, who dares to try."

After Yaluo finished speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, but his face became even uglier, and he snorted coldly: "I've never been too lazy to argue with women, so bring them here."

The bodyguards hiding in the dark looked at each other, then retracted their weapons.

Wuying was brought up by the housekeeper, Yaluo looked at her and said, "When will my subordinates wake up?"

She raised her eyebrows: "Looking at your physical fitness, you can be strong for more than ten minutes and weak for more than an hour. Your bodyguards should belong to the latter."

Arlo: "..."

To get a cheap price and hurt his subordinates, this woman is really enough.

"Do you really think that you can move unimpeded in my territory? Don't worry, if it weren't for the mercy of this young master, you would have died long ago."

Yalo sneered.

Wuying's complexion did not fluctuate, of course she knew this.

How could there be only so few subordinates around the dignified Master Aiweik, she knew that although this man was really cheap, he would not really do anything to her.

If it wasn't for Yaluo's attitude, she didn't intend to be tough.

"I came to you because I wanted to know the whereabouts of Mu Chenzhou and Han Yiyi. What was the game you mentioned last time?"

Yaluo raised his eyebrows: "I said it earlier, I want to know, please."

Wuying took a deep breath and said expressionlessly, "I have recently developed a new medicine, which is specifically for playboys."

"It's too outdated to not lift anything. There are more tricks, such as incontinence."

The last few words made Yaluo's face change suddenly, and he gritted his teeth with a black face: "Are you a woman, why are you so disgusting."

"Hmph, I know very well whether I'm a woman or not, but I can't guarantee whether you can still be a man by then."

"Disgusting is a little disgusting, as long as it works."

"Think about it, Master Yaluo, who is omnipotent in the women's circle, suddenly..."

"If you don't want this kind of thing to happen to yourself, don't let me ask the question just now a second time."

Arlo: "..."

He gritted his teeth: "I won't let you have a chance to attack me."

"Heh, are you questioning my ability? For example, the cup of coffee in front of you is already poisonous. If you don't believe me, just keep drinking it."

Yaluo was stunned, looking at the black coffee in front of him, half-believing.

Really, this woman has been standing here without moving, how could she poison the cup in his hand?
Wuying slowly pursed his lips, showing a bright smile: "If you don't believe me, you can try pouring coffee into a potted plant."

Yaluo frowned, thought for a while, and poured the coffee into the potting soil on the window. After a few seconds, the potted plants that were originally growing lushly became sluggish, turned yellow and black, and died completely.

"..."

His face turned blue immediately, he looked at the cup in his hand, gritted his teeth and threw it into the trash can with a bang.

This dead woman... count you as ruthless.

Yaluo took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, gritted his teeth and smiled.

"My young master was just joking. We are all old friends. You came all the way to ask me. Why didn't I answer you?"

Wuying hooked her lips: "I think so too."

Yaluo snorted coldly, took the remote control aside, and turned on the display in front of him.

"Isn't that Yiyi?"

Wuying was surprised.

"Yes, this game is..."

Arlo gave her a rough explanation.

This death chamber is watched live. To be able to watch it not only requires money, but also needs to pass the certification standards.

Pass the standard, pay a fortune, and watch.

Wuying's face was gloomy, and he sneered: "You capitalists, you use all means to make money, and the way you have fun is also perverted. You are not a good thing."

Rich people are already rich enough, so they want to have some fun. This game of death chamber can completely magnify a person's humanity.

Watching these people argue, go mad, despair, greedy, and finally die one by one, the game is usually fake, but this death chamber is all real, staged by real people.

In order to satisfy the boring and perverted desires of those rich people.

Yaluo did not deny this, shrugging his shoulders: "This society is like this. There is a sunny side, but naturally there is also a dark side that cannot be seen. There are good and evil, which cannot be avoided."

"But you can't be beaten to death with a stick, such as this young master, I have always sneered at this kind of stuff."

Wuying ignored him and focused on watching the video in front of him.

At this moment, in the secret room.

Han Yiyi has already found the door, and next, he needs the key.

There is a paragraph of text written on the electronic screen on the door.

Poor little girl, walking alone on a lonely and cold night, there is only the last match left in her pocket, and it will never be used again.

When you light the last match, what you see may be heaven or hell.

This is apparently the key hint given.

The temperature in the room is already too cold to be colder.

It was summer outside, and everyone was wearing thin clothes, but in this sub-zero Celsius room, it was simply torture.

"Did you find the key, idiot?" Tallman shrank on the sofa, his face was blue from the cold, and he yelled at Han Yiyi and Warren impatiently.

Others fared no better.

Under such circumstances, Warren and Han Yiyi, who were wearing down jackets and clearly still had the ability to move, were particularly unpleasant to watch.

Although Han Yiyi could understand their situation, he was still a little angry.

With a sullen face, she walked towards the bookshelf beside her.

"What book are you looking for?"

"The little match girl, according to the prompt on the screen, it should be this book."

Soon, Han found the book one by one.

But this book is just an ordinary English book, there is nothing special, and there is no card in it telling them what the password is.

Warren thought for a while: "Open it, and turn to the plot where the little girl has only the last match left."

Han Yi was taken aback, and immediately reacted, quickly flipped through the book, and soon came to a similar plot.

A plot in the middle of this page has turned into a math problem, and the connection context seems to have no sense of disobedience.

"Let's count together."

Warren handed her a piece of paper and a pen.

Han Yi nodded, and the two immediately calculated.

This calculation seems to be only a few lines, but the formulas involved are quite complicated, requiring a lot of calculations to get the result.

The others, especially Tallman, were becoming ill-tempered, overwhelmed by the cold.

If Baker hadn't been blocking him all the time, he might even have rushed over to attack Han and the two of them.