Chapter 11 Gambling

"Humph!

Mr. Zhao didn't mean to look at it anymore, sat back down, and said angrily: "Hurry up and let her get out of here, call Feng Xilei to come!"

The coaches who accompanied them in the lounge were also very unhappy for a while.

If it doesn't work, it won't work, and it's just procrastinating.

I had to go up and shoot two shots.

Even putting on the shelves all the time is longer than it is now.

"What are you still doing here?"

A cigarette in Mr. Zhao's hand was thrown directly at the coach and scolded: "You get out of here with her, get out!"

The coach also has a hard time, and he doesn't dare to send out fire.

I could only go in to greet Xiao Li and Xu Luoer.

Xiao Li also wanted to go out.

It's not enough to be beaten, but it's indispensable to stay and be insulted.

Boom!

But the only thing that replied to them was one shot.

Xu Luo'er turned a deaf ear and fired another shot.

"Five Rings!"

"Newcomer's shit luck!"

Mr. Zhao in the lounge also heard it.

When he saw that Xu Luoer and the three of them still didn't get out, his face sank, and he was about to enter the shooting range and throw the three of them out.

"Mr. Zhao, it's almost done!"

The man with the hat pressed very low persuaded Mr. Zhao.

"Brother, I know that you have a good heart, but we are here to consume, and it is natural to enjoy the best service, looking at these people who have no ability and pretend to be powerful, I will not scold them, but I must not let them be an eyesore here..."

"Mr. Zhao, what's wrong, so angry?"

Mr. Zhao turned his head to look and saw Feng Xilei coming in, his eyes widened, and his voice was two degrees higher, and he said, "What, you are getting bigger now, even I have started to deal with it, let some cats and dogs deal with me?"

"The cat and dog in Mr. Zhao's mouth mean my sister?"

Feng Xilei's eyes narrowed slightly, she looked a little narrow, and her face was a little gloomy.

"Feng Xilei, don't give it to you..."

"Mr. Zhao, don't even give me face?"

Mr. Zhao was just about to scold Feng Xilei together, but when he saw the lean middle-aged man who came in behind Feng Xilei, he immediately shut up.

The owner of the Eagle Eye Shooting Club, Huang Sanshan!

A veteran, a jealous veteran, a veteran with a legend in the city.

"Mr. Zhao, the one inside is closer to Xiao Feng than his own sister, scold leisurely, you also know Xiao Feng's temper, I can't stop it if I'm stubborn!"

"Boss Huang, you also know me, I don't like those fake tricks dangling in front of me the most..."

"Mr. Zhao, why don't we make a bet?"

At this time, Feng Xilei spoke.

Bang Bang!

At the same time, she knocked on the glass and asked Xiao Li to greet Xu Luo'er.

Xu Luo'er saw a gesture made by Feng Xilei and understood that she was looking at her.

She didn't do anything, just looked at Feng Xilei.

"Let's bet that my sister can hit fifty rings with five shots, and one less ring, I Feng Xilei will let everyone see with her bare ass, if you can't beat you, Mr. Zhao walked out with his bare ass, how about it?"

Scold?

Mr. Zhao was happy.

"Feng Xilei, are you lying to me?"

Mr. Zhao's eyes were unbearable and he aimed at Feng Xilei's lower body, and after a sigh, he said: "Manager Feng always moves us for welfare, what dare you bet, but I want to raise..."

This kind of gambling without suspense at all, not beating the water dogs is not his style.

"Anyway, the lower half of the body is off, why don't you count the upper body as well, naked?"

"I have no opinion!"

Feng Xilei agreed very simply.

"You two don't have to play so much, it's hurt and angry!"

"No way!"

Regarding Huang Sanshan's persuasion, Feng Xilei and Mr. Zhao both expressed their discord neatly.

The tip of the needle is against Maimang, and the two of them are right.

No one backed down.