Another thin-looking man with chopsticks sipped a cigarette and smirked.

"Do you think people are so easy to pick up now? It's not just about the money, it's about the face! ”

Ugly monsters like them, how could there be a girl willing to take the initiative to pounce.

In recent years, there have been many "corpse pick-ups" at the door of many bars, that is, some men are waiting for opportunities to find targets near the bar, and take away those drunk and unconscious girls who have no ability to resist to do some bad things.

And this nightclub because the guests are generally not rich or expensive, and the quality of the girls is very high, if it weren't for the hot pictures of a group of popular stars some time ago, and got a lot of hush money to do VIP, they wouldn't have come to such a good place.

But recently, they have squandered almost all their money, and they haven't been able to make any good movies recently, and the girls who used to surround them left one by one mercilessly, and the two of them felt aggrieved, so they came here to relax.

But I can't even pick up a girl!

It's time to find another opportunity to photograph something.

It's really not good, just find a rich second generation or boss who is a little richer to shoot.

Now that the Internet is so developed, in order to maintain a little image, I don't believe that they don't bleed.

The slightly chubby man cursed and took a sullen sip of wine.

One by one, they hate the poor and love the rich, hypocrisy!

The slightly thinner man had a pair of eyes rolling around, and he was drinking with a wine bottle, and when he saw a certain place, he suddenly moved.

He hurriedly slapped the wine bottles and patted the companion beside him: "Eh, there is a goal, there is a goal!! ”

The man looked excited, unlike any previous photograph.

"What goal?"

The slightly fat man took down the wine bottle, looked at it casually, and in the next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

The wine in his mouth almost squirted.

The slightly thinner man's eyes flashed with excitement, and his lowered voice trembled a little: "Nine Lan cracks!" The prince of the Nine Lans Group!! If we can photograph him, we'll make a lot of money!! ”

The slightly fat man looked over there, swallowed hard and spit, nodded, and said, "Well, then we, what are we shooting?" ”

The slightly thinner man's eyes rolled and whispered something in his ear.

The slightly chubby man thought about it and nodded hesitantly.

In the corner, Jiulan Crack was sitting quietly, drinking wine, and the light on the opposite side was faintly shining on him, outlining hazy lines.

That face was still very delicate in the dark, with a hint of coldness.

Jiu Lan Crack suddenly became a little drunk.

Maybe he drank too little, or maybe it was something else.

Even the vision in front of me is a little hazy.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar male voice came from the side, and there was some airflow.

"This classmate ......"

Jiulan turned his head and saw a thin man in casual clothes with sunken cheeks, looking at him with a smile.

Jiu Lan Crack looked at him quietly and faintly.

Thin lips slightly opened: "Is there something?" ”

The young man's eyes were cold, and his tone was very light, even if he was a little drunk, he still couldn't see it on the outside.

Perhaps it was because of the pampering from childhood to adulthood, and the stars holding the moon, which caused Jiulan to speak to everyone according to their mood, and there was a rebellious aura on his body that no one should enter.

It made the man break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

If I hadn't secretly observed him from just now and found that his drinking movements were a little slow, I might have been scared away a long time ago.