"Master Qi, what are you playing?"

Some people started to heckle.

Flower cards are too boring.

They are young people who want to have some fun too.

"Don't listen to me, listen to the wind." Qi Fang raised his chin towards the beautiful young man in the C-position suit and leather shoes.

That means it couldn't be more obvious.

The young masters and ladies of the family who had been secretly looking at Feng Li before, and when they saw that Qi Fang had spoken directly, they closed their obscure gaze and fixed their gaze directly on the extremely demonic person. Feng Li felt the gaze of countless scrutiny fall on her side, and she quietly hooked her red lips, "Are you sure you want to listen to me?" ”

This sentence was asked by Qi Fang.

"Or else? If the master lets it out, there is never a reason to take it back. Yes, it's all up to you. ”

He crossed his legs and crossed his hands around his chest.

The chair flickered and flickered in everyone's sight as the center of gravity of his place changed. Seeing that the prince had spoken, the others no longer hesitated, and threw their right to speak to Feng Li, "Master Li, what are we going to do?" It's boring anyway, so it's better to find something to do to pass the time and have some fun. ”

"That's it!"

"I agree!"

"Master Li, give me a quasi-child, what are you playing?"

As more and more people spoke, Feng Li's face was calm, but his heart couldn't help but be a little sarcastic.

If it weren't for Qi Fang's words, although others would have paid attention to her, at least they wouldn't have completely handed over the right to speak and choose to her so openly as now.

That is, the influence of a position of power.

It allows you to gain the admiration of countless people.

Even if they are not convinced by you in their hearts, they don't dare to disobey you in their faces, after all, they can't afford the consequences.

Although she knew that the original identity of the soul fragment of her body was powerful enough in the capital, Fenglin's corruption was a real hammer after all, and once this title fell, even if the roots and seedlings under it were correct, it would be affected. Feng Li thought about this, and his expression turned cold.

She can't even imagine her true identity yet, but she will know one day. In such a ruthless society, if you don't have such a high position of power, you are born inferior to others.

Your starting point is one step slower than others.

How real...

But it's helpless.

The title of "Master Li" really makes her miss it a little... It seems that the last time I heard it was half a year ago, especially the soldiers under Lin Yan, who especially liked to call her "Master Li", which was not incisive.

In short, she likes this title very much.

Good.

"It's boring to just drink in a game, so why don't you add an interesting factor, what do you think?"

Her gaze was on everyone present.

And, of course, Muya.

In fact, since she arrived at the gate of the Night Club, she was clearly aware of Muya's hostility that she couldn't hide. This woman is also really stupid.

The emotions are completely written on the face.

It's ridiculously simple-minded.

If you encounter an opponent with a little brains, you will immediately mess up, and then you will be out of control.

Stupid.

The stupider it is, the better it is.

Although Mu Ya can't set off too much wind and waves, it is really an unpleasant thing to always float in front of her.

She has a good face, so Feng Li has to start from this point. So the game she wants to play next is actually aimed at her in a meaningful way, so that she can truly understand what happens when she provokes an opponent who shouldn't be provoked...

Lose face,

It should be a big blow to her, right?

It's exciting...