The Big Bosses Are Not What I Expected After I Transmigrated Into A Book

Liang Wei urged Mo Yu: "You clumsy man, why don't you hurry up and pour it for Master Qiao!"

"do not."

Qiao Yang refused, "It's no fun to drink so much. Let's play something else and drink together. What's so interesting here? Cards? Dice?"

As soon as the words fell, Liang Wei and the others looked at each other, secretly chuckled in his heart, and said, "Since Young Master Qiao has said that, then there must be some fun to play."

Liang Wei instructed the people beside him: "To play Sangong, ask someone to bring the dice."

playing dice?

Qiao Yang is courting death.

The entire clubhouse belongs to Liang Wei's family, and he is too familiar with the games here.

Several people exchanged complacent eyes knowingly, but they saw Qiao Yang pour all the whiskey in Mo Yu's hand into several wine glasses on the table.

He took other wine bottles and opened them one by one.He poured all the empty glasses around, and pushed all the glasses full of wine to the middle of the table, causing the sound of ding ding dong dong bumping against his back.

Liang Wei and the others were dumbfounded: Who the hell can tell which cup has the medicine?

But it doesn't matter.

Humph, as long as you can't drink it yourself.

Playing dice, Qiao Yang, an idiot, can never win!

Games start.

Liang Wei and Qiao Yang each took a dice box and shook it.

"open!"

With the winning ticket in hand, Liang Wei lifted the lid with a smile: 6, 5, 5.The mantissa is 6.

Cheers and applause in the box: "Fuck, Brother Liang is amazing with such a large number!"

Unless Qiao Yang's mantissa is 7, 8, 9.

No one can win.

Qiao Yang smiled faintly, and slowly lifted the lid: the black dice in the tray had three white dots facing up.

"Three three!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!" The exclamation sounded.

"Young Master Qiao, did this happen?"

"It's amazing luck."

Qiao Yang didn't care at all, and raised his chin to signal Liang Wei to drink.

Liang Wei looked at Qiao Yang's dice with difficulty in confidence, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, you're lucky this time."

It was difficult to distinguish the color of the wine in the glass due to the grotesque lighting in the box, and Liang Wei tried hard to find a glass other than light brown liquid.

Finally found a glass of transparent white wine, and drank it with a straight neck.

Liang Wei put down his wine glass and shouted, "Come again!"

He didn't believe that Qiao Yang was so lucky.

Round two, the lid opens.

The dice in Liang Wei's hands are 2,3,4, 9, [-].Add up to [-], the largest mantissa.

"Brother Liang is indeed my brother Liang."

"It's the first time I've seen such a large mantissa."

"Fuck, brother Liang is a bit of a bully."

Even though he said that, he looked at Qiao Yang as if he was watching a good show.

And Liang Wei was even more complacent amidst the compliments around him: "How about Young Master Qiao, come on."

Qiao Yang didn't care much, and opened the lid under the eyes of everyone.

Still three three.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar in the box.

"My God, it's really fake!"

"It's really evil."

"Did Qiao Shao turn on the hangup today?"

Liang Wei's face was a little red because he drank a large glass of high-strength liquor. He pointed at Qiao Yang's dice and shouted:

"This, how is this possible, how could you..."

The whole person is full of unconfident stubbornness and slightly rising anger.

"Why, can't you afford it?"

Qiao Yang's voice was flat, but rose slightly.

There was still a hint of provocation and contempt in the half-smiling eyes.

Liang Wei exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

This was the tone they usually used when provoking Qiao Yang.

How dare Qiao Yang!

Why should he!

Liang Wei stared at him, the whites of his eyes turned red, and said fiercely, "Okay! Let's do it again."

He drank a glass of transparent wine that he carefully selected.

Game [-]: Open.

When Qiao Yang lifted the lid, the box fell into silence.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the three white dots on the tray in astonishment.

I don't know who missed a word in a low voice: "Fuck! You're so handsome!"

Then the voice became confused:

"Really handsome!"

"Young Master Qiao, have you practiced this?"

"I've never seen anything like this when I'm playing with the Macau Gambling King!"

Only Mo Yu sat quietly beside Qiao Yang, but he couldn't suppress his joy and surprise in his heart.

He quietly looked at the handsome man beside him, watching him casually rolling the dice, watching his sure-fire posture...

Mo Yu's eyes sparkled: Why didn't I find him so powerful before!

Liang Wei almost yelled: "You're playing tricks!"

Qiao Yang replied calmly: "This is your family's dice, which was handed over to me from you. So many people are watching, how can I play?"

"You! This is impossible!"

Liang Wei stood up abruptly, pointing at him and yelling.

His entire face was terribly red, and his eyes were bloodshot due to the high concentration of liquor.

Successive losses made him even more angry, with a hideous face.

Mo Yu was so frightened that his whole body was tense, and he stretched out his hand to gently tug on the corner of Qiao Yang's clothes.

Qiao Yang looked back at him and smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid."

The man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly, revealing a row of neat white teeth, light red lips, and fair skin as soft as jade.

Against the background of the bizarre lights, the whole person seems to be shining with splendor.

Mo Yu was dumbfounded.

Was he so good-looking and gentle?

Why were you so afraid at the beginning, that you missed such a good person?

Qiao Yang casually took a glass of wine from the table and stood up.

Then he stretched his long arms around Liang Wei's neck, and said with a smile, "Men, you'd rather admit defeat, wouldn't you?"

Then the two sat down together again.

In the eyes of others, Qiao Yang's movements are very natural, he talks like a joke, and wraps around Liang Wei's neck like good buddies.

Only Liang Wei himself knew how hard it was to wrap his arms around him.He didn't even have a chance to struggle, he just fell straight on the sofa.

Can't move.

Liang Wei was stiff all over and forgot to react.

Obviously everything was set up by him, why is everything out of control now.It seemed that after Qiao Yang came in, the whole scene got out of control.

Even breathing is controlled by Qiao Yang now.

Liang Wei was slightly suffocated by his arms.

Did he know there was something wrong with the wine?

No, Qiao Yang couldn't possibly know.

Everyone here wanted to see Qiao Yang's jokes, and it was impossible for anyone to leak the news to him.

At this time, Qiao Yang brought the wine glass to his lips, and said with a rising smile, "Brother Liang, drink."

Liang Wei's eyes were fixed, and his heart skipped a beat: The color of the wine is light brown!

He gritted his teeth, closed his lips, and instinctively stared at Qiao Yang, trying to break free from Qiao Yang's arm, in exchange for an even more suffocating restraint.

Qiao Yang was very close to him.

There was a cold light in the eyes that seemed to be smiling, and the light flickered in the light.

The sharp-edged outline looks soft, but it has a frightening tenacity.

A low voice came from next to my ear, murmuring like charm, terrifying like poison: "Brother Liang, don't worry, there's nothing in here."

As soon as the words fell, Liang Wei felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured from the top of his head. At that moment, the dryness and heat all over his body after drinking completely faded away, in exchange for a bone-piercing chill all over his body.

Liang Wei's hands and feet were numb and trembling as if he lacked oxygen.

he knows!

Qiao Yang knew there was something wrong with the wine from the very beginning!

Once again, those dark and shady thoughts in my heart were stripped out alive and exposed to the sun.

Liang Wei was ashamed and angry, and had nowhere to hide.

Qiao Yang?

This is not the Qiao Yang he knew!

Because of suffocation, Liang Wei instinctively opened his mouth, tilted the wine glass in an instant, poured cold wine into his mouth, and the bitterness and acridity irritated his throat.

With his neck being strangled, he could only swallow the drink instinctively until the last drop completely flowed out of the bottom of the glass.

Through the transparent glass back, he saw the astonished and fearful eyes of the people present.

The people in the box finally noticed the strangeness between the two of them.

Like Liang Wei, they all showed surprise that they couldn't believe that things would develop into the current situation.

Qiao Yang finally let go of Liang Wei.

With a lingering smile in his eyes, he gently put down the wine glass, picked up the tissue paper on the table and wiped his hands, his movements were slow and elegant.

The voice was still soft and bright, rising: "Brother Liang, is it good?"

It is a full-fledged provocation.

Liang Wei couldn't help panting and coughing.

Shame, anger, fear, palpitation, and shock were all intertwined in his heart, making him not know how to answer Qiao Yang's words.

She just stared at him with red eyes.

After a while, there was a reaction in the box. Someone quietly asked Liang Wei who was coughing: "Brother Liang, are you okay?"

Liang Wei's eyes were red, and he roared in a low voice, "Qiao Yang, how dare you play tricks on me?"

It's just that there was no toughness in the tone just now, and after careful consideration, there was even a trace of grievance.

"Playing you?"

Qiao Yang snorted: "Reciprocate, Brother Liang, think about it more before you want to do something..."

He paused, and his voice sank: "...Think about whether you can bear the consequences."

As soon as he finished speaking, the box fell into an awkward silence again.

The moment they saw Liang Wei being drunk, they realized almost at the same time: Qiao Yang, he knew there was something wrong with the wine from the very beginning!

Qiao Yang glanced at them indifferently, and when he was about to leave, the box door was kicked open with a "bang".

All eyes were drawn to it.

Who dares to kick the box door where all the young masters from rich families in S City gather, someone is about to get angry, and when they see the person at the door, they are instantly frightened.

The awkward silence in the box was broken, but it was replaced by another kind of eerie silence.

The person sitting closest to the door couldn't help shrinking in, his voice full of flattery and willingness:

"Joe... Boss Joe. You, why are you here?"

They are dandy young masters, but they usually spend their days drinking and drinking, bullying others based on their family background.But you must be polite to those in the circle.

Therefore, they didn't dare to touch Qiao Yang head-on, they just secretly played some dark tricks that made people unable to catch him.

As for Qiao Zhen, they would hide away when they met each other, in awe of him.

Qiao Zhen ignored these people, just glanced at Liang Wei coldly, and then shouted: "Qiao Yang, come out!"

Qiao Yang froze the moment the door was kicked open.

His eyes were instantly moist: ...Brother.

He has the memory of the original owner, but only when he gets a hint and sees the person's appearance can he want to overlap the memory.

Qiao Zhen --- the eldest brother of the original owner.

He looks exactly like Qiao Sheng, his brother.

Qiao Yang suddenly understood the meaning of his wearing here.

He seemed to hear his brother's dying voice in his ear: "...Yangyang, don't be sad, I will wait for you in that world."

Qiao Zhen looked into his eyes with disgust: "How long are you going to stay in this smoky place, come out!"

Qiao Yang stood up abruptly and walked over quickly, with unbelievable surprise in his eyes, his voice trembling slightly: "...Brother."

The author has something to say:

Big brother is cold.

The second brother is handsome.

Liu Wen is loyal.

Mo Yu is cute.

Gu Ye... is a person who only knows how to make small reports.