"Enough! What are you talking about, do you want the police to come every day? Sister Hong grabbed Xue'er's hair and dragged her to her side, Xue'er suddenly screamed like a pig, "She Nima beat me, why are you dragging me." ”

I took the half-broken glass bottle in my hand and coldly pointed at Xue'er, who was crying and howling, "Who is a bitch, you try it again." ”

"Smack!" The bodyguard behind Sister Hong stepped forward and slapped me in the face, which made my face swell instantly.

Sister Hong threw Xue'er aside, and came up to me lying on the ground with a heartwarming kick, "You are so dependent on me that you are still capable, and you are not enough to cause trouble outside, so you especially beat your own people!" ”

I curled up in pain, and the glass slag on the ground pierced into my palm, which hurt even more, "Phew." I spit out a mouthful of blood, and then looked at Sister Hong fixedly, "If she dares to scold me again, I will still beat me." ”

"Okay, Li Meng, don't say that your sister won't give you a way to live, it's you who don't leave Yangguan Road by yourself, since you are so kind, then today my sister will give you to Boss Du of 322."

Hearing Sister Hong's words, Xue'er suddenly showed a joyful and vicious smile. And when I heard the three words of Boss Du, my heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"Sister, I was wrong, Sister Hong, I'll accompany Mr. Tang." I was stunned for a second, and when I came back to my senses, I ignored the blood on my hands, and hurriedly grabbed Sister Hong's ankle, "Sister, spare me." ”

"Regret it?" Sister Hong bent over and pinched my chin, "It's late." Enjoy it tonight. ”

After saying that, Sister Hong walked out with Xue'er, and the others followed out.

I collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball, Sister Hong is impatient with me I know, after all, I have been in the field for half a year, and I have caused a lot of trouble, although it is normal to hurt a few young ladies, but after all, the whole cause is on me, but I never thought that she would be so cruel to me.

322 Guest is scary not only because he is short, old and ugly, and perverted and likes to torture women, but more importantly, he is not clean. Although I haven't seen this person with my own eyes, I have heard that a girl has seen his place full of pimples and ran to tell Sister Hong, but he mysteriously disappeared that night. Until now, there is no one alive and no corpse dead.

The night curtain will never entertain guests who are not clean, unless one party is extremely powerful, so that the boss behind the night curtain has to be a little scrupulous.

Room 322 is his exclusive room, never open to other guests, saying that it is a special treatment for distinguished guests, but not to mention the cats, the night people who do not know. Since then, the nickname of 322 guests has become a nightmare for Miss Night.

Sister Hong asked me to accompany him, which undoubtedly sentenced me to death. But I know that if I go today, I will die, and if I don't go, I will die. Since it's all death anyway, it's better to gamble on your luck and see if I can escape this fate.

Thinking of this, a mocking smile curled up at the corner of my mouth, and I got up, wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, and walked to the changing room.

When I pushed open the door to room 322, the room was empty, except for the sound of blushing and heartbeat coming from the bathroom.

I crept into the room, held my breath, and peeked through the crack in the door.

A diminutive man is lying on top of a naked ** woman, and judging from the figure on the back, I can almost conclude that he is the rumored perverted guest, Mr. Du.

But who is the woman under him, since Sister Hong sent me over, she will not let other young ladies come, and she will never do this kind of loss-making business at night.

And it sounded like the voice of the woman inside was not struggling and fearful, but with a hint of pleasure.

My expanding curiosity made me bold enough to open the door a little wider. I was startled by the woman's side face.

It's Cher!

I clearly watched her kneel in front of Boss Du, swallowing his lower body with a look of pleasure, and that ugly thing was covered with disgusting bumps as the legend goes.

Resisting the urge to throw up, I restrained myself from quietly closing the door and slipping out of the room.

"How's it going, are you scared?" Sister Hong's voice was like a basin of cold water pouring down, and a big hand covered my mouth when I was about to scream.