The sedan entered at the back door of the Qianglong Club and slowly stopped in a corner of the courtyard.

"Manager Peng, we're here, please get out of the car."

The driver turned his head, looked at the back seat through the lenses of his sunglasses, and said to Peng Jie, who was leaning her head against the window and looking listless.

Peng Jie didn't speak, lazily propped herself up, pushed the car door and walked down.

Her hair is messy, her eyes are glazed, her skin is dry, her eyes are deep-set, and the quality of the clothes she wears is not neat, as if she has just woken up from a hangover, which is very different from the sexy and capable female white-collar worker image of the past.

In fact, she is no longer a white-collar worker.

Because of repeated mistakes in her work, the general manager couldn't bear it anymore and fired her.

The clubhouse call girl, the profession she hated, feared and shamed the most, has now become the only occupation on which she lives.

When the driver came to slam on the door, she was sleeping in a coma on the bed, and was finally dragged into the car by the driver.

So now she is still a little dizzy, and the excessive alcohol intake last night is still affecting her nerves, and she walks a little floating.

If Peng Jie was a delicate and unrestrained red rose in the past, then now, this flower is rapidly drying up, and the appearance is still there, but it is obviously not long, and it will soon wither and wither.

You should be able to let go and think openly.

Looking at Peng Jie's sly back, the driver couldn't help but shake his head and sighed in his heart.

Since taking over the bald position, he has come into contact with too many women like Peng Jie, including white-collar workers, flight attendants, models, singers, actors, and even policewomen.

They are all like Peng Jie, who were accused by the company with drugs, and provided huge benefits for the company like a meat seller.

But the vast majority of them have sunk, obeyed, acquiesced, and no longer regard the trade in drugs and * as oppression and persecution, but as fairness and enjoyment, so that most of them can continue to live as before - they continue to enjoy a glamorous status in normal times, and only when there are customers on the company's side will they start their second career.

Well, in fact, as long as you treat this as a part-time job, you can not only get drugs, but also get a small commission from the company.

But Peng Jie, she just can't think about it, she can't let it go. She has always regarded the company's accusation against her as a shame, so she has been resisting, struggling, and rejecting.

Her rebellious spirit is admirable, but ......

Then you have to recognize the shape and do what you can.

Compared with the company's various control and suppression methods, Peng Jie's resistance is tantamount to using a mantis arm as a car.

That's why Peng Jie has fallen into what she is today, her formal job has been lost, and even the beauty she relies on for survival has to wither.

The driver believes that it won't be long before the company will completely give up on Peng Jie and throw her away like garbage......

While the driver shook his head and sighed, Peng Jie had already turned into the first floor of the club from the back door with difficulty.

In the hall, Xing Shujie, who was dressed in a white suit, was already waiting for her.

"Why didn't you wake up? Do you need me to help you get back to shape? ”

Seeing Peng Jie's cowardly appearance, Xing Shujie frowned dissatisfied.

Peng Jie's mind quickly appeared in the scene of being pulled by her hair and stuffed under the cold faucet, and she immediately forcibly lifted her spirits: "I'm fine, just wash my face by myself." ”

Xing Shujie nodded: "309, the guest is a 60-year-old pervert, he looked at the photos of all the girls in the club, and finally asked you by name." Remember, this old thing requires you to wear a black bikini and 11 cm heeled sandals to enter, and when the clothes and shoes are ready, you go to the locker room right away. ”

"Got it." Peng Jie agreed and walked to the locker room, and her spirit really improved a lot.

Looking at Peng Jie's back, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Xing Shujie's mouth.

In the entire action of forcing good people to prostitution, this woman resisted the most, but now, isn't she subdued?

And now she has lost her job in the hotel, and her drug addiction has become stricter, so she can only be here*, even if she asks her to accompany ten dirty homeless people in one night in the future, she will have to do it.

Alas, the feeling of completely conquering a person and trampling all her dignity and personality under her feet, what a fucking good......

I took a shower, sprayed on perfume, and put on light makeup.

Peng Jie looked at herself in the mirror who had become sexy and beautiful again.

For some reason, she could always smell a faint rancid smell from herself.

No amount of perfume can be concealed, as if the smell is accompanied by blood circulation in the blood vessels of the body.

The stench grew clearer and more pronounced, and it became more and more unbearable for her.

"Peng Jie! What are you inking? 309 guests are crazy! ”

The door to the locker room was pushed open, and one of Xing Shujie's subordinates poked his head in and urged.

He is an obese middle-aged man in his 40s, who broke into this woman's locker room, and faced Peng Jie, who was almost naked at the moment, and there was no discomfort on his fat face.

"Got it, come on."

Peng Jie replied casually, applying a pale pink lip gloss to her dry lips.

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and turned around to leave.

At this moment, Peng Jie suddenly turned around and stopped him: "Hey, can you help me tie the button on the back?" ”

"Alas, you women are such trouble!"

The middle-aged man licked his lips, complained, walked in, and pinched Peng Jie's plump breasts.

"It's the button in the back, help me fasten it. My arm hurts, I can't get around! ”

Peng Jie didn't seem to care about his claw invasion, and said lazily.

"Got it."

The middle-aged man said, turned behind Peng Jie, and his big thick hands laboriously pinched the buttons on both sides of his underwear.

Obviously, he is good at taking off women's clothes, but he is not good at wearing them, and he has been unsuccessful in buttoning them several times.

"Looks like this one is a bit small, try that one for me."

Peng Jie pointed to another set of black bikinis on the chair next to her and said.

"What a hassle!"

The middle-aged man complained and turned to get it.

That's it!

Peng Jie suddenly picked up the high heels that she had prepared for a long time, and slammed the back of the middle-aged man's head with the eleven-centimeter-high pointed heel.

Burst!

The heel is of very good quality and fits directly into the head.

The middle-aged man only had time to snort in a low voice, and his body fell down.

Peng Jie hurriedly rushed over, laboriously held his fat body, and slowly fell to the ground to avoid making a loud noise.

Then, she quickly opened the door of a closet with her name written on it, and laboriously dragged the middle-aged man inside, locking the door.

Then, she cleaned up the blood that had fallen from the floor, closed her eyes and gasped for air.

She really hoped that it was Xing Shujie who would urge her, or be bald, so that her adventure would be more perfect and more proud.

Although, Xing Shujie and the bald head are too brutal, even if they are sneak attacks, they may not be able to hurt them.

But it's okay now, at least kill this bastard fat man, the happiest and wildest minions called by Xing Shujie's men!

That's enough!

She regained her feelings, quickly put on her clothes, walked out of the locker room, and strode towards 309.

In room 309, all the lights were turned off, and dozens of thick red candles flickered on both sides of the large bed.

Under the candlelight, a fat man with gray hair, a wrinkled face and a big belly could be seen, leaning on the bed, gulping red wine.

He was clearly impatient.

Great, it's a regular customer.

This old pervert, the shame and pain that he once left to himself, will be liquidated today!

"I'm sorry, Boss Yu, I've kept you waiting, in order to apologize...... I'll give you a full body massage first! ”

Peng Jie smiled like a flower, and climbed onto the big bed like a beautiful snake.

"You know, I love the feeling of being trampled on by your high heels, right?"

The man put down the wine glass, looked at Peng Jie's beautiful jade feet in high heels with a distorted face, and his eyes that were no longer young flashed with a perverted red light.

Peng Jie nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, I will definitely make you satisfied!" ”

As she spoke, she pressed the man's chest and made him lie on the bed.

The man closed his eyes in enjoyment.

Peng Jie stood up.

Then, she lifted her foot and aimed it at the man's head with the bloody heel......

Something happened!

Something happened to 309!

But when Xing Shujie got the news and hurried to the scene, the fire had been extinguished, and the entire private room was filled with a strong smell of smoke and blood.

The white sheets on the large bed were stained red, and the old man's body lay like a dead dog.

His head was a blur of flesh and blood, and it was almost deformed from being stepped on.

Peng Jie killed him, and then used candles to light curtains, carpets, and all other flammable things.

Then she wrapped herself in a quilt and dripped wax oil over her head,*

Finally she opened the window, and just like that, the Burning Man jumped out of the window.

Peng Jie died.

Before she died, she killed two people and completed the last struggle of her life.

Xing Shujie was extremely angry, since he was appointed to take charge of the strong dragon, this was the first time such an accident had occurred.

While issuing various orders to block the news, he immediately dialed Yin Heting's phone and truthfully reported the situation to him.

When he received the call, Yin Heting was in the garage of the group headquarters, listening to the bald head introduce the car the company had just bought with great interest.

This is a 2015 Tiguan seven-seater SUV, with a snow-white body, smooth lines, and extraordinary performance, it is a car that Yin Heting has long been very optimistic about.

"Three? Three dead at once?! ”

After listening to Xing Shujie's call, Yin Heting frowned, and his mood of buying a satisfactory car was suddenly destroyed.

He snorted, "Applejack, is this your security?" Is that what you mean by foolproof? I don't care what you do with it, in short, if you make any stains on the clubhouse in this matter, or have a little flaw on the image of the group, don't come to see me alive!! ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone angrily......