Seeing these women, Zhao Gangyi sincerely wanted to sigh.

There are so many fucking beautiful women.

Warbler swallow swallow, ring fat swallow thin.

There are all kinds of things, and every one of them looks like a good temperament, and at first glance it is the kind that can be the heroine of a novel.

The eyes of these women looking at Zhao Gangyi were unscrupulous.

Because they all came out of the Wind Moon Field.

In their life dictionary, there is really no such word shy, and under normal circumstances, people who beg for a living in that kind of field, if they are shy, are destined to make no money.

Sitting in front of him right now is the legendary Brother Gang, who is said to be the boss of Brother Huangmao, where do these women still don't know how to behave?

Even if Lin Qianru was sitting next to Zhao Gangyi, she was ignored by these people.

In their opinion, there are not too many women, right?

Brother Gangyi is such a person, and there are a few more women, that's normal, right?

Zhao Gangyi couldn't stand the enthusiasm of these women, when he was in the butterfly club, Zhao Gangyi often met some women who secretly sent Qiubo or threw them into their arms. And these leaders in front of them are undoubtedly more tempting.

It is impossible for a normal man to ignore their eyes begging to hook up.

Of course, Zhang Missile was not normal, so he looked at these women very seriously, and then said, "Which of you can act?" ”

"Me!"

"I, I!!"

"I, I, I!!"

A group of women instantly shouted together, more diligent than **.

Zhang raised his hand and pressed it down, and the women slowly fell silent.

"Each of you can show me a scene."

Zhang Missile said seriously, "I plan to find a supporting actress for the next micro-movie." ”

"I'm coming!!"

"I'll come first!!"

The women cried out again.

"Grass, be quiet."

Huang Mao's face was a little unbearable, and he scolded, "This is not a field, don't bark like a chicken." ”

"We were meant to be chickens."

A plump looking woman pursed her lips and whispered.

Huang Mao's face stiffened for a moment, then he glanced at Zhao Gangyi awkwardly, and said, "Brother Gangyi, this, the family education is not strict, don't be surprised." ”

"Haha, it's hard for a woman who doesn't have her own personality to be popular."

Zhao Gangyi received it with a smile, "I like them very much." ”

"Brother Gangyi, can they chat with you at night?"

The busty woman who said she was a chicken said right away.

Zhao Gangyi glanced at Lin Qianru beside him.

Lin Qianru looked to the side and said that she didn't see anything.

Zhao Gangyi coughed twice and said, "This, don't talk nonsense!" ”

"Ouch, Brother or his wife is strict?"

The busty woman covered her mouth and snickered.

The woman on the side also laughed.

"Damn, who laughs again and lets her stand on the street at night!"

Huang Mao said angrily.

A group of women may have been really frightened, and slowly lost their voices.

The next step is naturally the time to test your acting skills.

These women's acting skills are very good.

Of course, this is a bit of nonsense.

It's no wonder that a woman who works at a night club such as the Butterfly Club has poor acting skills.

Especially these mixed ones are relatively open, and the acting skills are even more perfect.

If you make her cry, she will cry to you, let her laugh, and she will laugh more than anyone else.

More than half an hour passed. A group of women is finally done.

"I'm going to ask for you."

Zhang Missile pointed to the plump woman who said that she was a chicken before, and said, "Your performance is the most natural and the most open!" What is your name? ”

"Me? Are you asking about someone's stage name or their real name? ”

The plump woman said shyly.

"Well, what's your real name?" Zhang Missile asked.

"Wang Lizhu." The busty woman said.

"What about the stage name?"

"Lin Feng'er."

"Eh, then you should be called Lin Feng'er."

Zhang Missile said, looked at Huang Mao, and said, "Brother Huang Mao, I want this, let her go to me tomorrow, and I'll give her a brief training, right?" ”

"Yes! OK! Strive for training to go to bed! Huang Mao raised his eyebrows ambiguously.

Zhang Missile coughed dryly twice and said, "I... I'm still different from Brother. ”

"Damn!"

Zhao Gangyi said angrily on the side, "You mean I'm more erotic than you?" ”

Zhang was silent.

"Huang Mao, you think I'll be more beautiful than him?" Zhao Gangyi looked at Huang Mao dissatisfied.

Yellow fur lowered his head and played with the leftover bones he had just eaten.

Zhao Gangyi looked at Lin Qianru without giving up and asked, "Qianru, you are judging!" ”

Lin Qianru was holding a toothpick and poking the plastic sheeting on the table.

Zhao Gangyi was decisively dead.

"Tomorrow training, Brother, will you go!"

Lin Feng'er looked at Zhao Gangyi pitifully.

Zhao Gangyi was stunned for a moment, touched his nose, and said, "This, I shouldn't go, the missiles are responsible for this matter, you can find the missiles if you have something." ”

Lin Feng'er's face showed a disappointed expression that everyone could see, and she sighed faintly, and the pair of plump breasts that were at least 34D trembled with this sigh.

Judging by the trembling amplitude, this pair of breasts is absolutely original.

Zhao Gangyi swallowed his saliva and looked at Lin Qianru who continued to poke the plastic cloth with her head bowed beside her.

It seems that Qianru is only 34B.

The night is getting darker.

A bald head walks on the road.

The bald face is very indifferent, and it can even be said to be indifferent.

It's summer, but this bald head is wearing a long-sleeved jacket with a hat.

The wind was blowing slowly.

A few thunderbolts flashed through the sky.

The most common thundershowers of summer, and so come.

The bald head put the hat of his coat over his head, then shrunk back.

As you can see, this bald head has a large belly. Because the coat was stretched out in a circle by his belly.

The bald head walked forward with his head bowed.

Under the street lamp, pedestrians with umbrellas are in a hurry.

The bald head walked around a bend.

There was no one on the street anymore.

The bald head walked to the middle of the road and placed something wrapped in a black plastic bag on the ground.

At night, it's hard to see something like this in the middle of the road.

After putting his things away, the bald head turned to the side, and then sat quietly in a bus stop not far away.

He looked at the plastic bag calmly.

It took about five minutes.

A beige minibus travels from far and near.

The bald head looked at the watch.

Then I looked at the minibus again.

The speed of the bus is very fast.

The license plate is the license plate of the provincial party committee.

When the minibus turned the corner, the speed slowed down a lot.

The minibus driver didn't even see anything in the middle of the road, and that thing itself wasn't big.

Therefore, after turning the corner, the minibus directly pressed the thing and drove over.

The minibus jolted slightly, but did not stop.

The bald head looked at the thing on the ground with an expressionless face, then walked over, picked up the thing on the ground, and turned to the side.

I don't know how long I walked, but the bald head walked into a neighborhood, then went up to one of the floors, opened the door, and walked in.

"I thought you weren't coming back."

Li Rong sat on the sofa and said while watching TV, "On a rainy day, did you go out on a date?" ”