The reason why Dong Yili was able to recognize Wu Yong was not because of how well-informed he was, but because Wu Yong was so famous that it was difficult for him to know him.

What role was Wu Yong in the past? That's a real little bully, in a certain circle, with its own influence.

Although this influence is not a good reputation, it also shows Wu Yong's fame.

Before he was imprisoned, Wu Yong was a gentleman with a very bad reputation, what bad things did he not do? Dong Yili and Wu Yong are the same age after all, even if they don't pay attention to it, but through some channels, they will more or less receive information about Wu Yong, so they will naturally know each other.

"Wait... You're just gone? Dong Yiwei stopped Wu Yong and saved this kid's life, but he didn't even want to say anything to himself, this is too ruthless and unjust.

"What do you want, if you want money, you want a life!" Wu Yong found that he had reached the point where he wanted to repay the kindness of others with his life, and he couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart, what a terrible fact it is to have no money in this world.

"Am I that terrible... I met your brother in the United States, is that good news? Dong Yiwei's face was a little less gloomy, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if evil was written on his face, which made Wu Yong so taboo.

"My brother?" Wu Yong was stunned.

How did he not know that he also had an older brother! I don't have the slightest memory of this brother in my mind, this kid has never seen his brother before!

"Why, I'm surprised." Dong Yiwei was a little proud when he saw Wu Yong's puzzled face.

The brother who has been missing for many years has been seen by himself in the United States, which should be regarded as heavyweight news, if it can be auctioned, the price will be at least 100,000.

The official version announced by the Li family to outsiders is that the eldest prince died of a serious illness, and only Wu Yong has a descendant, but the folk version is varied, one of which is more credible, the eldest prince has been sent abroad since he was a child, and has been living abroad, but the specific inside story is not known to the world.

"I've got something, let's go first!" At this time, the veins in his body began to be chaotic again, and the pain intensified again, if he didn't practice pranayama again, he would have to endure the catastrophe of grief and death again, no matter what kind of brother he was, it was important to go to practice first to save his life.

"You...... I can help you with anything! Dong Yiwei was speechless.

revealed such good news to him, and he still came and went in such a hurry, and he didn't care, was it forced by life?

Just look at his brother's face, he will also help him, and he had a strong relationship with Wu Yong's brother back then.

"Then help me take care of that guy!" Wu Yong was stunned for a moment, and pointed to the third master who was crooked on the sofa and still holding the wine bottle.

Wu Yong was already unable to protect himself at this time, and he didn't have time to take care of this buddy, since this prince was so kind-hearted, he simply took care of him, and after speaking, he turned around and rushed out of the Paradise Nightclub.

"You!" Dong Yiwei pointed at Wu Yong's back, his eyes flashed with a trace of anger, this guy almost didn't appreciate it.

When Wu rushed out of the Paradise Nightclub with the pain of enduring broken tendons and cutting veins, the third master staged a life-changing scene.

"Fei Fei, Fei Fei!" The third master held the wine bottle, hunched over and muttered to himself on the sofa, and suddenly saw a familiar back walking in front of him, the wine bottle clattered to the ground, bounced up from the sofa, and grabbed the woman whose back looked like Yun Feifei, as if he had taken an aphrodisiac. Wu Yong wanted to use alcohol to paralyze this infatuated and somewhat obsessed man, but he didn't expect it to have a side effect.

"Who are you?!" There is naturally no such good coincidence in the world, this woman who looks like Yun Feifei is not Yun Feifei, but a wine girl who looks like Yun Feifei, at this time she is holding the arm of a little white face, with a lingering affection, and suddenly the rude man of the third master grabbed the slender jade hand, and suddenly screamed as if she had been bitten by a snake.

Women are natural sensational creatures, and this scream aroused the fierce desire for protection of the little white face beside her.

"Look for death!" This little white face is also a reckless person, even if it is a Hongchen woman next to her, at this time, she also looks like a righteous and humiliating person, hiding this woman behind her, blocking in front of the third master, and said loudly with great anger.

"Fei Fei, don't go!" The third master was originally a master who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and the side effects of alcohol, naturally he would not put such a dignified little white face in his eyes, so he split him with one hand and grabbed the wine girl.

was hit by the third master, and he had stumbled and almost fell to the ground, and the little white face knew that he was not able to do his best, and he was not the opponent of the third master, so he looked for help around.

His eyes soon fell on Wang Hu, who was a little lonely and drinking alone, and was burly and vicious.

"Help, help, he robbed my woman!" Xiao Baimian was obviously not a frequent visitor to this paradise nightclub, and he couldn't even recognize the famous Wang Hu official, and at this time, as if he had seen a life-saving straw, he called out loudly.

Wang Hu was bored with Dong Yiwei, he had nowhere to vent, and when he saw someone calling for him to save his life, he felt unhappy, whoever dared to spread wild on his own territory must be impatient, Dong Yiwei couldn't afford to provoke himself, and others still wanted to repair whoever they wanted. If you don't believe it, everyone can become Dong Yiwei, and they are qualified to nod their heads.

"Hmph, it's him!" Wang Hu thought it was the iron pimple brought by Wu Yong, smiled coldly, picked up a wine bottle on the desk, and walked towards the third master, the anger accumulated just now because of Wu Yong was liquidated this time.

The third master was hugging a girl who looked like Yun Feifei, and in the midst of affection, where could he feel that someone was sneaking up behind him.

Wang Hu's wine bottle had already raised his head, and he was about to smash it into the back of the third master's head, when Dong Yiwei's figure appeared next to him, and he said loudly, "Put it down!" ”

"Prince Wang, this man robbed his woman, I will teach him a lesson!" Wang Hu's wine bottle stopped in the air, and his stomach was on fire, but he dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, so he had to explain to Dong Yiwei with a pleasant face.

"He's my man!" Dong Yiwei pointed to the third master and said word by word.

"But..."Wang Hu wanted to quibble, but when he saw the coldness and coldness of Dong Yiwei's eyes flashing, he was speechless, and the arm of the bottle in the air instantly hung down softly, there is a kind of person who can't be provoked in this life, and this Dong Yiwei is one of them.

"He's my woman!" Seeing that Wang Hu was silent, the little white face was anxious and begged.

"Let go of me!" The girl who looked like Yun Feifei was hugged tightly by the third master, and she also shouted like a pig, and the third master was not careful, she actually broke free, and wanted to hurry back to the little white face's side.

However, he was caught by a pair of pliers.

It's not the third master, it's Dong Yiwei.

"Stay with him for a night ......!" Before the girl could react, Dong Yiwei pointed to the third master and said.

"No!" This girl recognized Dong Yiwei, but she still bit her lip and refused, if she accompanied him for one night, she might have nodded and agreed like a chicken pecking rice, but she couldn't afford to accompany this poor sour buddy beside him.

Just now, the little white face had promised himself five thousand and one nights, and this big black man couldn't afford this money, but secondly, looking at his burning desire, it was obvious that he would toss himself to death.

Dong Yiwei didn't speak, took out a bundle of banknotes from his pocket, and threw it into the two full and crowded gullies on the girl's chest.

As the crown prince, spending such a large amount of cash is very cheesy, but Dong Yiwei doesn't care, he just likes the pleasure brought by this kind of naked/naked/naked money.

Although the outside comments on himself are so bad, what a loser, what a prodigal, Dong Yiwei doesn't care.

In his consciousness, the only responsibility in this life is to spend money.

"Is it enough?" Seeing that the girl didn't speak, Dong Yiwei took out another bundle, spread it in the palm of his hand, tilted his head and asked.

"Enough, enough!" The girl who accompanies the wine in this paradise nightclub, the one who is not for the colorful banknotes, seeing so many banknotes, naturally there is no reason not to agree.

Carefully put away the banknotes given by Dong Yiwei, took out ten sheets of Grandpa Mao from his pocket, and handed them to the little white face, "Your tip, return it to you!" ”

"This!" The little white face was indifferent.

"Help me take care of him, there can't be a trace of loss!" Dong Yiwei pointed at the third master and said coldly, after speaking, he didn't look at the little white face with a stunned face, turned around and walked into the noisy dance floor.

"They are too domineering, there is no heavenly reason, they are sick, you get justice for me!" The little white face may not be deeply involved in the world, and he complains to Dong Yiwei and laments the unfairness of the world.

There should always be a first come, first come, this girl is clearly owned by herself, and she actually snatched love with a knife, what is the reason.

"You're sick!" Wang Hu was already on fire, but now he was inserted by Dong Yiwei, and he was even tighter, he glanced at this little white face, no longer cared about it, simply didn't drink wine, and found a girl to dissipate his anger.

There is no justice in this world, let alone in the Paradise Nightclub, in this blurred world, the only right to speak is the RMB in your pocket.

"Let's go, let's go over there and have fun!" The escort girl dragged the third master towards the drunken dance floor, like an intimate couple, as if they couldn't wait to become one.

This confirms the saying that when you go to find a young lady, if her legs are not open enough, it is definitely not that you are not handsome enough, but because you don't give enough money.

Even if there is a hideous-looking old man standing in front of him, this escort girl, as long as she gives enough money, will force a smile and sell all kinds of services.

When many women who have not fallen into the dust feel pity, they do not know that they have become a puppet without expression.

In front of them, there is no dignity, only money.

A man lives a face, a tree lives a skin, and the tigress's aunt drove herself away like this, and now if she kills her back and begs for food, it will be too thick-skinned.

The quiet alleys are dotted with dim lights, the sound of crickets can be heard in the quiet air, and the taunting stars can be looked up up.

This is the last stronghold of the urban village, which has been gradually swallowed up by high-rise buildings, and now the original residents have been evacuated, leaving only an old ring of buildings, as if for the world to remember the glorious past here.

Leaning in the dim light, holding an English textbook, this image is quite like the back of a student in the 80s of the last century.

Wu Yong also wanted to keep reviewing like this, but unfortunately his stomach was shriveled and uncomfortable, even in prison, although the food was comparable to pig food, but at least it could satisfy hunger, and now he ended up like this, penniless.

Relying on one's own ability, blocking the road and robbing and extorting can be said to be easy. However, Wu Yongke can't do this kind of thing, besides, I don't know how to successfully leave here, if I am so troubled by myself and stay here forever, it will be miserable.

Just as Wu Yong was thinking like this, sparse footsteps came from the mouth of the quiet alley, and three figures flashed in, one of whom was also holding a very bright flashlight, so that Wu Yong's eyes could not be opened.

"The night is so good, this is the last private building in the city, and the effect here must be good!"

The night is hazy, although there are dim light projections, but there is no way to distinguish the characters, but you can hear that it is a man with a slightly magnetic voice who speaks, pulling a long exclamation tone, which has a bit of literary meaning.

"Brother, it's really good, shooting a set of night scenes here will definitely become a masterpiece, and when you put it on the Internet, it will be very popular!"

The guy with the light echoed, a duck sound, croaking, from the thick sycophant-style tone, it should be the guy's follower just now.

"Brother, it's dark here, can you shoot it well?" The third one who spoke was a delicate beautiful woman's voice, and there was a bit of panic in her tone.

A photographer, a gaffer, a female model, you don't need to look at it to know what this group wants to do.

Wu Yong leaned on the street lamp and had already identified them. Due to the reflection effect of the light, Wu Yong was under the street lamp, but it played a role in disguise, so he was not discovered by them.

"What are you kidding, who is our brother, the top ten photographers, the people who have won awards in the national competition, and I, a well-versed gaffer, are guaranteed to make you popular on the Internet overnight, believe us, it will definitely make you very popular, don't forget those of us who are popular with you when the time comes!" The gaffer of the duck voice was obviously very dissatisfied with the model's words, so he was very excited to quibble and strongly defend the photographer's status.

Wu Yong wanted to leave this place and go out to solve the problem of food and clothing, but listening to what this duck said so much, I want to see if it is the same grade as a photographer like Thomas, although Thomas's behavior is a little excessive, but his pursuit of art is real.

The three of them got closer and closer, and finally stopped about ten steps away from Wu Yong.

The photographer who walked in front looked at an old gatehouse opposite, raised his camera and tried it, as if he felt that it worked, and asked the duck to cast the light on the gatehouse.

The current high-tech is really not covered, the light is already very strong, and the duck voice shines on the gatehouse, obediently, in the daytime. It seems that what I just said is not all an element of boasting.

"Sisi, come on, this battery won't last long!" Duck Gong set up the lights and said to the model, of course, such a bright light consumes a lot of energy.

"Okay," the model replied, took off her coat, and stood in the light, amazing.

With the super strong light, it is Wu Yong, who is ten meters away, but he can see it clearly, this model seems to have lost his blood, and he took a three-point photo of swimsuit with the photographer here in the middle of the night, snow-white skin, tall figure, bumpy and convex, but there are some model qualifications.

The photographer clicked at the model with the camera, looked at the camera, shook his head, and then said something to the duck accomplice who was lighting up.

"Sisi, do you want to be famous, do you want to become a national model?" The duck also stepped into the range of the bright light, and asked the model quacked.

Wu Yong can see clearly, this duck is skinny, like a clothes rack, and has a cap on his thin face like a man to hide his congenital defects, making people look like a little human, if it is seen by people who like to watch horror movies, he really thinks it is a resurrected zombie.

"Of course, I've worked so hard for so long, just wait for that day!" The model was stunned for a while, straightened her proud chest, and said.

"Okay, now I'll give you a chance, do you dare to ask for it?" Duck Gongsheng's gaze fell on the chest of the model named Sisi without any doubt, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and continued to ask.

"Yes, I'm looking for my brother to shoot, isn't it just for this opportunity!" Sisi crossed his waist with one hand, pointed to the pensive photographer on the side, and said.

"Brother said, if you want to be famous, you have to make sacrifices, this place has a really good background, if you want to, you will definitely be able to shoot good works!" Duck Gongsheng looked at the photographer, bought a pass and said.

"I do, I listen to you!" Tian Sisi seemed to have seen his bright future, and said excitedly.

"Okay, then take off the rest of your clothes, completely blend in with nature, and perfectly explain what beauty is!" Duck Gong breathed a sigh of relief, did so much foreshadowing, and finally said the ultimate goal.

"What... I'm undressing! This..."Sisi was a little panicked, habitually clasped his hands to his chest in self-defense, and said.

"Take off all the clothes you still have!" Duck Gong pointed to her three-point swimsuit underwear and said.

"No, this can't be taken off... This is my final bottom line, if I take this off again, I... I'm just... I'm going to have no face to see people..."Sisi stepped back again and again, and said, with a hint of sonority in a panicked tone.

The model also has her own bottom line, although she thinks about it, but after all, she is a thin-skinned girl, besides, she also has her own bottom line, and she is unwilling to take off this last line of defense on her body no matter what!