The man's touch made Wen Yang tremble, Wen Yang held his breath and remained motionless, but the leg touched by the man trembled uncontrollably. Literature Fans .

The man's gaze licked greedily on Wen Yang's face, he leaned closer to Wen Yang's side face and took a light breath, "Well, it's good, it smells pretty clean... Strange, how do you..."

The man couldn't help frowning as he looked at Wen Yang's barely focused gaze, and he reached out and waved it in front of Wen Yang's eyes.

"What the hell?!" The man suddenly stood up from the sand bed with an angry face, "What do they think of Lao Tzu, they actually found a blind man to fool me." ”

Hearing the man's roar, Wen Yang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves slowly relaxed.

Wen Yang suddenly felt that he didn't need to worry about anything, this man was obviously a wealthy businessman, thinking that this kind of person would be accompanied by Yingying Yanyan on weekdays, so naturally he would not be interested in a blind man like himself.

Wen Yang guessed that this man must still have a feeling of being deliberately humiliated by the person in charge here at this time.

"! Don't give an explanation, Lao Tzu demolished this broken place today! After the man finished speaking, he walked out of the box angrily.

The room was quiet, Wen Yang tentatively called a few times, and when no one responded, he quickly stood up, stretched out his hand and touched it indiscriminately and slowly moved forward.

Wen Yang knew that that man would soon bring someone here, with Yin Qige's temperament, he would definitely not give up torturing himself, and he would definitely find someone to humiliate him again, maybe next time it wouldn't be alone...

Wen Yang touched the wall, he moved forward little by little along the wall, and finally got out of the box smoothly.

Out of the box is a corridor, Wen Yang touched the wall in the corridor, hunched his waist and walked forward with his head slightly bowed.

From time to time, Wen Yang heard the conversation of several drunk men and women, and guessed that this should be a private club for entertainment.

Wen Yang's posture of leaning against the wall and slowly moving forward looked like a drunk person to others, and it was not strange to be drunk in this place, so no one noticed Wen Yang's abnormality.

Wen Yang squatted on the ground and didn't dare to show his face too much, because he knew that there must be Yin Qige's people in this clubhouse, and since they weren't watching at the door of the box, they must be in other parts of this club to be vigilant in case they escaped.

As Wen Yang expected, in less than two minutes, a waiter stepped forward and asked gently and politely.

The grade of the place chosen by Yin Qige is naturally not too low, and Wen Yang guesses that the waiters here must be very thoughtful.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"I... I had a very upset stomach. Wen Yang bent over and covered his stomach, revealing a painful look, "My friend has something to leave temporarily, can you please help me outside and get a taxi for me." ”

The waiter hurriedly hugged the crumbling Wen Yang, "Okay, you hold on, and I'll send you away." ”

The waiter helped Wen Yang, and was just about to press the door shut after getting on the elevator, when the elevator door was slammed by a hand that suddenly came in.

The elevator doors slowly opened.

A man with a cigarette in his mouth and a tattoo on his neck walks into the elevator.

"What's the hurry, hurry up to reincarnate!"

The man yelled, and after the elevator door closed, the man lit the cigarette in his mouth.

"Sir, no smoking here." The waiter politely persuaded.

The man glared at the waiter, and then his eyes gradually attracted Wen Yang beside the waiter, he smiled maliciously and spat the smoke from his mouth into Wen Yang's face.

The unsuspecting Wen Yang inhaled the smell of choking cigarettes, coughed violently, the man laughed, and reached out to touch Wen Yang's face, "Is it that you pick up too many customers, so you can't stand steadily." ”

Wen Yang wears a badge with a small chrysanthemum pattern pinned to his chest, which is worn by every male and female publicist here, which is to mark the prey of guests who come here for recreation, so as not to hurt the innocent.

Of course, Wen Yang didn't know when he had been pinned with such a badge on his chest, so he didn't know that he was now one of the objects of this club's pastime for those guests who liked men...

The man's sudden touch made the man's body tremble, and Wen Yang subconsciously shrank beside the waiter, his head lowered almost against his chest.

The more Wen Yang showed such a helpless and cowering look, the more it made the man's heart itch, and the man looked at Wen Yang's snow-white and small earlobe, as well as his slender and straight legs, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The man reached out and touched again, and Wen Yang, who couldn't see anything, could only retreat behind the waiter.

The waiter stepped forward and said to the man very politely, "I'm sorry for this gentleman, he's not feeling well, I'm about to..."

"What the are you talking nonsense." The man interrupted the waiter impatiently, "Isn't this thing for people in your clubhouse?" What if I touch it twice. ”

As he spoke, the man grabbed one of Wen Yang's arms and pulled Wen Yang out from behind the waiter, and said with a wicked smile, "It's not that you don't give money, let's let my brother touch two handfuls." ”

"Sir, you can't...."

At this moment, the elevator door opened.

The man took advantage of this opportunity and kicked the unsuspecting waiter out of the elevator with a surprise kick.

"How far is it for Lao Tzu, how far is it!" The man took a sip and scolded indignantly, "I'm in a good mood today, otherwise I have to break your bones!" ”

"Are you alright?" Hearing a sound similar to a punch, Wen Yang shouted in panic, he reached out and tried to grope for the waiter's figure in the elevator, but he couldn't catch it.

Guessing that someone might have been kicked out of the elevator, Wen Yang immediately ran desperately towards the exit of the elevator, but was grabbed by the man and buckled directly to the wall in the elevator.

The elevator door was closed, and the man pressed his free hand on the floor where his box was located.

"So you can't see." The man stroked Wen Yang's thin waist, quickly intervened between Wen Yang's legs, and said with a low smile, "But it doesn't matter, Lao Tzu likes to a pitiful-looking little guy like you, hehe, does he cry when he pinches it?" As he spoke, the man pinched Wen Yang's waist hard.

Wen Yang screamed in pain, and his close body could feel the muscles of this man's whole body, and his body was tall, and it was almost impossible to escape from the hands of this kind of person.

Sticking to the root of his thigh, the hot and hard touch made Wen Yang's teeth chatter in fright.

"You.... You may be mistaken, I.... Not. ”

The man couldn't wait to bow his head and seal Wen Yang's lips, ravaging the soft lips with a strong abusive impulse, Wen Yang suddenly felt that his internal organs were turning over like a sea, and when he felt that the man was priing his teeth with his tongue and drilling into it vigorously, his brain was instantly blank.

At this time, Wen Yang heard the sound of the elevator door opening.

Almost using all the strength of his body, Wen Yang pulled out an arm that was imprisoned at his waist, and he took out the fragments of the wine bottle in his pocket in a panic, and stabbed at the man's body desperately.

The fragment of the wine bottle stabbed the man's shoulder, and the man screamed in pain, and at the same time let go of Wen Yang.

Wen Yang ran out of the elevator in despair, his hands were in front of his body, he was afraid that the man would catch up and had to speed up his pace, but he bumped into a pot of evergreen in the corridor, and even the person with the potted plant fell to the ground together.

When Wen Yang got up, the man had already caught up, he first gave Wen Yang a hard kick, and then grabbed Wen Yang's arm and dragged Wen Yang to his box.

"Lao Tzu will kill you if you are injured today!"

The man dragged Wen Yang into the box, where there were five or six of his fox friends and dogs.

After everyone understood the situation, they first laughed at the man for a few words, and then began to coax when the man pressed Wen Yang on the sand and picked up his clothes.

Wen Yang felt more than one pair of hands roaming over him....

Don't.... Do you really have to go through what Wenqing has experienced....

“... Please! Wen Yang cried and shouted, "I'm not a PR here!" Not really! Let me go... Please spare me..."

Wen Yang's hand was waving, and his nails scratched the man's face, and the man was furious and slapped Wen Yang's face.

Even with the deafening sound in the box, the sound was exceptionally clear.

Wen Yang was directly knocked out by the man's slap.....

At that moment, the door of the box was slammed open.

Yin Qige stood panting at the door, his chest rose and his face was gloomy, he looked at the sand bed, his clothes were torn and tattered, and Wen Yang, who was unconscious, his eyes flashed with a sharp cold light.

"Close the door." Yin Qige crooked his neck, and there was a sound of bones rubbing, he looked at the people in the box, and said with a cold face, "Without my order, you are not allowed to open the door." ”

The subordinates behind him immediately said, "It's President Yin." ”

A few minutes later, Yin Qige walked out with Wen Yang wrapped in his suit, his fists stained with blood.

"The people inside, it's better never let me see them in the EC city." After Yin Qige finished speaking, he hugged Wen Yang and went to his box.

"My subordinates understand."

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The elevator opened on the third floor, and the clubhouse manager walked out of the elevator while talking to a man with a notebook in his hand and writing something in steel.

The man is handsome and elegant, his eyes are like stars, his body is slender and straight, and his polite face also gives people a gentle and beautiful feeling.

He wore a khaki trench coat in the crook of his elbow, a black V-neck cardigan, and a snow-white shirt underneath, looking elegant and casual and seemingly meticulous.

And this person is a well-known interior designer in the EC urban area, Tang Wenxu.

"Mr. Tang, please come here." The manager led Tang Wenxu out of the elevator and said respectfully, "Our boss plans to knock down all the non-load-bearing walls on this floor, and it should be like the hall on the first floor, but the consumption level is different, so Mr. Tang needs to put it when you design..."

While the manager was talking, Yin Qige hugged Wen Yang and passed them into the elevator like a strong wind, and when the manager reacted to who that person was, the whole person was stunned in place.

But Tang Wenxu saw the person in Yin Qige's arms in less than two seconds.

"That's ..... Warm and warm? After reacting, Tang Wenxuxun turned his head to look, and at this time, the elevator door had slowly closed.

Tang Wenxu suddenly rushed forward and pressed the button, but unfortunately he still didn't have time to stop the elevator from rising.

Tang Wenxu stared at the change in the number of elevators rising on the door frame, and now the elevator stopped when it rose to the seventh floor, so he quickly boarded another elevator on the side and pressed the seventh floor.

"I'm sorry * manager, I have a little urgent matter to deal with temporarily, I have written down everything you said, and I will send the design drawings to your mailbox within a week."

"Uh.... Okay, then bother you, Mr. Tang. ”

As the elevator went up, Tang Wenxu kept thinking back to the familiar face he saw at that moment just now..... The face that was visibly emaciated, with obvious scars, and the person seemed to be unconscious...

Could it be that he has been having a bad time for so long?

Wen Yang.....