Chapter 363

On the side of the clubhouse, Fu Chunlong was already a little drunk.

When he came to Qingshi, he was very satisfied with the emperor-like treatment arranged by Li Zhi.

At this time, he was surrounded by a large group of beautiful women, who were toasting him.

Fu Chunlong hugged one of the beauties into his arms and began to be dishonest.

Next to him, Gooden sat straight like a soldier.

I don't know if it's because he's getting older, he's not quite used to such an environment.

At first, there would be beautiful women who took the initiative to come to him to drink and chat, but seeing his cold appearance, those beauties gradually began to alienate him.

In the end, all the beauties revolved around Fu Chunlong.

Gooden, on the other hand, seems to be a little out of place with everything here.

"Uncle Gooden, don't you really like this environment?"

"Then why don't you go to the hotel and sleep first?"

Fu Chunlong took into account Gu Deng's feelings and asked kindly.

However, Gooden held the wine glass in his hand and looked back and forth.

He didn't answer Fu Chunlong, and remained silent.

This man has always had a very eccentric personality, and few people can understand his mind.

"Young Master Fu, this uncle is really incomprehensible."

"Let's ignore him, come on, let's keep punching."

A young and beautiful girl put all her hot body on Fu Chunlong's body.

She knew that Fu Chunlong was not small, so she wanted to perform well in front of him.

"Fuck you."

Fu Chunlong suddenly poured a glass of wine on the girl's face, followed by a slap.

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to bury my Uncle Gooden?"

Fu Chunlong suddenly became angry, and the other beauties around him were all silent.

And the beautiful woman who spoke just now was so frightened that she knelt directly on the ground.

"I'm sorry Young Master Fu, I.... I didn't mean that. ”

"Grass."

Fu Chunlong picked up a wine bottle next to him and smashed it on the head of this beauty, smashing her to the ground at that time.

At this time, Gooden, who had been silent, stood up suddenly.

"Let's go."

Gu Deng looked at Fu Chunlong over there, and spit out such a word coldly.

Then he took Fu Chunlong's hand and walked towards the door of the clubhouse.

Fu Chunlong didn't know why, and said suspiciously: "Uncle Gooden, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Have a good time, why go?"

"If you don't like these women, I'll get them out at once, and we'll have a drink here."

As he spoke, Fu Chunlong looked at the time on his wrist and said, "It's almost eleven o'clock, Li Zhi's side, things should have been done." ”

"I'll call him."

However, Gooden shook his head and said, "Li Zhi, you sold us." ”

"What?"

Fu Chunlong's complexion changed, and he hurriedly shook his head: "Uncle Gu Deng, are you too sensitive, even if you give Li Zhi a hundred guts, he won't dare to betray us?" ”

Gooden didn't give Fu Chunlong any more explanation.

He took Fu Chunlong's hand again and walked quickly to the door of the clubhouse.

Before they could reach the door, they saw a few people walking in from the gate in front of them.

The leader is a bald head, which is Li Zhi's right-hand man.