When Zao Wou-Ki returned to Tianxiang, the bar was already full of people, and three hotly dressed girls in the center of the stage were pole dancing. Zao Wou-Ki only glanced at it lightly and walked towards the box. When he returned to the box, Wu Fan was holding Rong Rong and gnawing, and Princess Diange was still there.

Wu Fan saw Zao Wou-Ki coming back, so he let go of Rong Rong, "It's only been more than half an hour, and it's over so soon?" Zao Wou-Ki gave him a blank look, "Eat your watermelon, I'll go outside to watch the show for a while." Seeing that Zhao Wuji had gone out, Wu Fan couldn't help but turn his head and ask Rong Rong, "What about Yu'er?" Rong Rong smiled and said, "Who knows? Maybe I'm going to rest, you must know that Yu'er is still here tonight!"

Wu Fan's eyes widened, "Won't you?" Rong Rong said with a winkled eye, "What's the ............matter?"

Zao Wou-Ki came outside and lay down in the hallway, the men and women on the dance floor were twisting their bodies wildly, and the music was loud and deafening. Zao Wou-Ki's gaze swept around, and finally stopped at a woman with a bewitching figure, what is going on tonight? She is actually a big beauty again, even if she is not inferior to the talented Yu'er.

The woman was the same age as Zao Wou-ki, her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes were like silk, she glanced left and right from time to time, her long hair was rhythmically shaken, her slender waist was as soft as a water snake, a low-cut top in black, her breasts were not too big, but she was strong enough to be upright and elastic, a short black skirt, with her twisting, the skirt was lightly raised, black mesh stockings, and black high heels, which made people can't help but feel blood gushing.

It's really a sexy stunner, and it's not worth your life to be fascinated. Although the temptation for men is great, no one can get close to her. Perhaps it was to the end of her fun, the woman stopped her movements and walked straight out of the dance floor, but she was not rubbed with oil along the way.

Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but touch his chin, this is not scientific! Seeing that the woman was about to walk out of the dance floor, a fat man of about forty saw the stitches and walked through the crowd to her side, and did not rub oil but smiled and accosted her. Zao Wou-Ki smiled slightly, he had always had a good impression of fat people, especially fat people with glasses.

The fat man with the golden eyes didn't know what to say, but the woman just smiled charmingly, patted his cheek lightly with her right hand, and left the dance floor, but the fat man was still stunned, touching his face in disbelief, looking flattered.

Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but smile, fatty, this woman is not so simple, it seems that you want a cup. Zao Wou-Ki stepped off the railing and walked towards the end of the hallway.

In the manager's office, Yu'er was standing with her luggage, the golden cheongsam had been replaced, a white shirt, blue skinny jeans, and a pair of inconspicuous sneakers, although she was dressed plainly, it did not compromise her beauty at all.

There was a middle-aged man sitting at the desk, in his thirties, he slowly stood up after listening to Yu'er's words, "It's not like anyone can enter here if they want to, as for wanting to leave, it's not that simple." Yu'er noticed the unkindness in his eyes, and couldn't help but take a step back, and said hesitantly: "For...... Why can't you go?"

The man approached her step by step, and Yu'er stepped back step by step. "Why? You didn't earn me any money, you didn't leave anything? You're naïve. "But I just came to ......" "Then I can't go, at least let me try it." Yu'er was forced into a corner, and there was no way to retreat. The man lunged at her, "Ah!" Yu'er Hua turned pale, screamed and crouched down, huddled there, eyes closed.

A hand gently patted Yu'er's head: "Hey, are you still leaving?" Hearing this familiar voice, Yu'er quickly opened her eyes, it was Zao Wou-ki! Seeing that she didn't mean to get up, Zao Wou-Ki smiled and said, "Why don't you continue to squat?" "Wait for me!" Yu'er subconsciously grabbed Zao Wou-Ki's hand.

Zao Wou-Ki had to pull her up, and Yu'er saw the manager lying motionless on the ground, "What's wrong with him?" "I'm asleep, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up for a while." Zao Wou-Ki took Yu'er in one hand and carried his luggage in the other and went out.

Along the way, some of the waiters cast puzzled glances at them, obviously they didn't know about the changes in the manager's office, and Zao Wou-ki, who was not stopped, quickly pulled Yu'er away from Guose Tianxiang. When he walked to KFC, Zao Wou-Ki remembered Wu Fatzi.

"Yu'er, you go inside and order something to eat, I'll go back and come here to find you later." Zao Wou-Ki let go of her hand, and as soon as he turned around, Yu'er grabbed the corner of his clothes. Zao Wou-Ki turned his head, looked at her worried face, and reached out to brush her hair, "What are you afraid of?" Yu'er frowned, but obediently let go.

As soon as Zao Wou-Ki entered the lobby, he was targeted by several security guards, because there were other guests present, the security guards did not move, but followed behind Zao Wou-ki, and when he crossed the corridor, there were nearly ten security guards hanging not far behind Zao Wou-ki, and at this time, the black-clothed stunner who was dancing on the dance floor before happened to walk out, followed by seven or eight men in black suits.

The two passed by, and a trace of doubt flashed in the woman's eyes, but she didn't stop, and walked straight out, this kind of thing, she has long been used to.

When Zao Wou-Ki stepped into the box, sure enough, Wu Fan was being beaten by more than a dozen security guards, and Princess Diange and Rong Rong were no longer in the box. Zao Wou-Ki hurriedly rushed over, and a dozen other security guards behind him also swarmed up. It's really lively at this moment, with fists and feet and wailing.

Ten minutes later, Zao Wou-Ki pulled Wu Fan out of the country, and more than two dozen security guards either lay on their stomachs or knelt. Wu Fan still looked angry, "TMD, Lao Tzu spends money on consumption, and they actually beat me? Is it just because Lao Tzu is a little handsome? Is there any heavenly reason?"

Zao Wou-Ki glanced back at him, "Doom...... Fat Wu, your forehead is broken. Wu Fan looked at the blood stains on his hands, "I'll go, Lao Tzu is here to break his own place today, this is good, the place is not broken, and his head is broken." These bastards are so ruthless, they greet me in the face, don't they know that I eat with this face? I knew that I should have kicked them a few more times just now, and they all complained that you pulled me away so quickly. Zao Wou-Ki touched his nose speechlessly.

Wu Fan said again: "Why didn't you see the police coming?" Zhao Wouji shrugged, "Maybe they thought it was okay for us just now and didn't call the police, but it is estimated that it is reported now." Wu Fan smiled: "Hehe, they still think Lao Tzu is a soft persimmon, but then again, you can still fight." Zao Wou-Ki rolled his eyes, if it weren't for the fear of scaring you, I would have left them all in three or two clicks.

When Zao Wou-Ki and Wu Fan passed by the parking lot, they happened to bump into a group of men in black suits beating up a middle-aged fat man. Wu Fan stopped first, "TMD, what do you mean? Do people like to beat fat people? Do they think fat people are easy to bully?"

Zao Wou-Ki also stopped, and it was the middle-aged fat man with gold-wire glasses who was beaten. Zao Wou-Ki glanced at the red Porsche on the side, thinking that the woman who was dancing on the dance floor just now was in that car!

Wu Fan rolled up his sleeves and walked forward, "TMD, when the road is uneven, there is always a knife puller." I'll pull out my sword to help you today!" Wu Fan had just walked halfway when he saw one of the men pull out his knife, so he quickly retreated back and shrunk his neck, "I'll go, really draw a knife......?"

Zao Wou-Ki shook his head and strode forward. The man with gold-wire glasses was pressed to the ground, and the man who drew the knife stretched out his left hand and pinched the horizontal flesh on the fat man's face, "There's a lot of meat, it's not in the way to cut two or three taels, is it just this side of the face?" "Don't ...... No...... Can't I lose money?" the man smiled disdainfully, his hand slashing.

Zao Wou-Ki kicked up a stone, and the man's hand shook, and the knife fell off. Those people all looked at Zao Wou-ki, but Zao Wou-Ki just lit a cigarette and said slowly, "It's almost there." "Boy, meddle, up!"

The middle-aged fat man with gold-wire glasses struggled to get up, but almost at the same time as he got up, he caught a glimpse of the people over there falling one after another, and after a while, seven or eight men in black were all lying on the ground.

The woman on the red Porsche frowned slightly, but saw Zao Wou-Ki walking straight towards her. Zao Wou-Ki knocked on the car window, but the woman ignored it and started the car. Zao Wou-Ki slammed his fist on the car window, shattering the window.

The woman was stunned, but fortunately the glass didn't hurt her face. She stayed for more than ten seconds before she turned her head and scolded, "Crazy!" Zao Wou-Ki reached out and pinched her delicate face, "Will you scold again?" The woman said angrily: "Crazy, do you know who I am?"

Zao Wou-ki's hand increased a little harder, and the woman's brows furrowed in pain. "Are you still scolding?" the woman did not speak, tears rolling in her eyes. "Say I'm sorry. "Why?" Zao Wou-Ki's hand increased again. The woman's tears fell, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sorry!"

Zao Wou-Ki finally let go of his hand and patted her face gently, "Yo! I'm red, wouldn't it be over if I apologized earlier?" For the sake of being a woman, I'll let you go this time, you'd better remember the lesson this time, get out!" The woman gave him a fierce look, "I'll definitely remember you!" Then she started the car and drove away.

The middle-aged man with gold-wire glasses staggered to Zao Wou-Ki's side, "Little brother, the grace of saving lives is unforgettable, this is a contemptible business card, I wonder if the contemptible can do anything for you?" ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the men who were still lying on the ground wailing, "Little brother, do you have a car? If not, take my car and go!" Zhao Wouji shook his head, "No, you can go without worry, the place I'm going to is quite close to here." ”

The man insisted, "Let me send you, so they won't be able to catch up." Zao Wou-Ki had no choice but to beckon to Wu Fan, and the two of them sat in his BMW. The BMW started quickly and quickly left the parking lot.

A few minutes later, the BMW stopped at the entrance of KFC, and Zao Wou-Ki and Wu Fan got out of the car. The middle-aged man opened the car window, "Little brother, can you tell me your name?" The middle-aged man silently recited twice, "Little brother, take care, there will be a period later." Then he drove away.

Wu Fan followed Zao Wou-Ki into KFC. Wu Fan patted his stomach, "Don't say it, I'm really a little hungry after the fight, what do you want to eat?" At this time, a woman in front of him stood up and greeted, "Here!" Zhao Wuji went straight to her. Wu Fan scratched his head, what's the situation?

When he got closer, Wu Fan was dumbfounded, was she pulling Zhao Wouji lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't this the jade in the national color Tianxiang just now?" Zhao Wouji nodded, "But she just resigned." Wu Fan swallowed his saliva, isn't it?

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