The handsome waiter cautiously stepped forward, leaned down, and whispered to the drunken woman who was lying halfway on the table, "Ma'am, may I ask if there is anything I can help you?"

There was a little sympathy and resentment in the waiter's eyes, and he didn't know which bastard didn't understand the amorous feelings, so that such a beautiful and sexy lady waited alone for more than two hours, during which she had already drunk two bottles of red wine, but she still couldn't wait for the person she wanted to wait.

The waiter's words made the woman at the table slowly raise her head, her eyes were misty, and two drunken blushes appeared on her cheeks, which looked particularly sexy and charming because of the alcohol.

"Are you talking to me?"

Roseanne said vaguely.

The waiter couldn't bear it, and said kindly, "Do you need me to call a car for you?"

"No, no.." Luo Shan waved her hand again and again, and shouted drunkly, "Wine, bring me another bottle of red wine."

"Ma'am.." The waiter couldn't help but try to dissuade him, but Roseanne had already rudely interrupted him: "Can't you hear English?

"Okay.." The waiter had no choice but to respond, hurried away, and hurried back, already with an extra bottle of red wine in his hand.

"Pour it for me." Roseanne cried out like a child.

The waiter hurriedly filled her wine glass.

"A little more, a little more.." Roseanne kept urging, and only when the red liquid was level with the mouth of the wine glass did she nod contentedly, "That's right."

Roseanne staggered to pick up her glass and poured it into her mouth.

The waiter hesitated, opened his mouth, and finally sighed softly, intending to leave, but a hand grasped his arm tightly.

"I'm asking you a question.." Luo Shan dragged the waiter and said stupidly, "Do you think I'm not pretty?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, looked at Luo Shan's delicate and beautiful face, and then subconsciously lowered his gaze.

Luo Shan was specially dressed up today, wearing a black suspender dress, revealing sexy wheat-colored skin, and the thin black fabric tightly wrapped the two round meat balls on her chest, squeezing out deep furrows, which looked extremely attractive.

The waiter couldn't help but swallow and muttered back, "No, you're beautiful, you're the sexiest woman I've ever seen."

"yes, even you say I'm pretty.." Luo Shan smiled sadly, and then shouted with some anger, "But, why doesn't he feel so at all? He had already hurt me once more than a decade ago, and now he is re-intruding into my life, and he's going to try his best to hurt me again?.."

"Johnny, you damn bastard, shameless liar.."

Luo Shan cursed constantly, gradually becoming incoherent, and after she tried her best to vent, she seemed to be unable to resist the invasion of alcohol any longer, and her beautiful head tilted, and she fell drunk on the table.

"Ma'am, ma'am.." The waiter called a few times in a row, and after finding that it was only in vain, his face showed helplessness.

What now?

"Roseanne Simpson, I see her on TV every day, she's so much sexier than she is on TV." The restaurant owner walked up, sighed twice, and then patted the waiter on the shoulder and ordered, "I don't know which bastard failed the beauty like this. Get a car to take her back and I'll send her the bill tomorrow.. Hehe, Josson, not every man has such an opportunity."

The waiter's face turned red, and he quickly came down, tidied up a little, carefully picked up Luo Shan, and walked towards the door.

Luo Shan's plump and soft body almost all leaned on Qiao Sen's body, and the alcohol mixed with the woman's faint body fragrance penetrated into Qiao Sen's nose one by one, making this handsome big boy with strong blood and strength, and his cheeks quickly became like drunkenness, and even his lower body gradually reacted.

"Johnson, what are you thinking?" Qiao Sen secretly cursed himself.

Josson managed to calm down a little and force himself not to think about the mess, and he helped Luo Shan out of the restaurant slowly, ready to hail a taxi.

But today it was a bit odd, the traffic on the street was whistling by, but not a single car saw his gesture stop, not even if it was empty.

"Hell, are all the taxi drivers in New York blind?"

Qiao Sen helped Luo Shan and stood for more than ten minutes, but he still didn't get a taxi, but his arm gradually became sore.

After all, it's not an easy errand to have a drunken plump woman completely hanging on you and trying to maintain the balance of her body.

Jossen stood for another two minutes, looked around, and saw a dark street next to the restaurant, and he planned to help Luo Shan to sit there for a while, and then figure out another way for himself.

At that moment, a low murmur began to come out of Roshan's mouth.

"Johnny. Johnny.. You don't want to go.."

Luo Shan suddenly writhed, clutching Qiao Sen beside him, and his hot and full body was completely attached to Qiao Sen's body, and kept rubbing.

Jossen's face was red, and he sneaked a glance at it, and it was full of large areas of wheat-colored skin, as well as those looming irritations.

"Oh my God.."

Jossen felt like an ordeal, painful and happy, his heart constantly struggling between desire and reason...

"You can her.."

A low voice sounded in Qiao Sen's heart, and Qiao Sen trembled violently.

The seductive, seductive voice continued: "There's no one in the street over there, drag her there, rip off her clothes, and her hard, isn't that what you want?.."

Jossen's breathing unconsciously became heavy.

"No one will find out except this woman. Hehe, but she's drunk and unconscious, maybe she wants you to do it, maybe she'll be hooked on you and praise your bravery... Tsk, little Jossen, you're on the Cotai Strip, and change is just around the corner."

Qiao Sen's gasps became more and more rough, staring at the sexy and seductive Luo Shan in his arms, and his eyes gradually turned red.

The voice shoved him hard: "What are you still hesitating about?

"Roar.." With a beastly roar from the bottom of his throat, his eyes red, Jossen picked up Roseanne and rushed into the dark streets.

Soon, there was the sound of torn clothes, as well as the painful moans of women and the suppressed gasps of men.

Carlo slowly came out of the shadows, the darkness could not block his vision, the corners of his mouth were little by little hooked into a mysterious smile, and a small instrument in his hand kept flashing white light and making the sound of shuttering...

"Uh.." With a groan of pain, Johnny opened his eyes and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Water . . . Water .." His mouth was parched and his throat seemed to be smoking, but it was a wilderness, and he searched frantically, until he found a filthy, smelly ditch, but he still leaned down and licked it greedily like a stray dog.

Halfway through his drink, the bitter and foul smell in his mouth irritated him to his stomach, and he retched, but he couldn't vomit anything.

After tossing for a long time, Johnny finally recovered, and the memories of last night flooded back.

"What did I do?" Johnny looked incredulous, "I burned two thieves, a murderer... And one that will turn to stone. Demons?!"

Johnny couldn't calm down for a long time, when the phone rang and an anxious voice came out.

"Hey, Johnny, where are you? Everything is out of order.."

Johnny closed his phone, looked at Harley who was quietly parked next to him with some fear, hesitated for a moment, and still stepped on.

Half an hour later, he returned home, where a short, stocky man was already waiting for him.

"Johnny, where did you go last night?"

Mike said angrily.

Johnny shook his head in disbelief: "Mike, don't ask... There's a lot of incredible things going on in me, and I can't explain it to you right now."

Mike grabbed his hair helplessly and said, "Okay... But Johnny, I have to remind you that just now there was a call from the NYPD and they wanted to find you because of some violence... I don't want that to be what you did."

Johnny frowned and didn't speak.

Mike continued to babble, ". . . Johnny, you should think about it for the whole team... If something happens to you, the shows, the events, the sponsorships are all going to say goodbye to us."

"I'm going to look at the news.." Johnny spoke suddenly, he needed to know how much trouble he had made in New York last night, and he had alarmed the police.

Mike suddenly remembered something and said eagerly, "Don't turn on the TV."

He tried to stop Johnny from turning on the TV, but it was too late.

“.. More than thirty kilometers of roads have been damaged, as well as a large number of public facilities. Video surveillance showed two innocent citizens being burned to death in the streets. The New York Police Department is conducting the next step in their investigation.."

This is the news about himself, Johnny has been prepared, not very surprised, the good news is that the TV station did not announce his suspect's identity.

Johnny was thinking about it, when suddenly, a piece of the latest news popped up on TV.

“.. Next, there is a scandal about the current hostess of New York TV Roseanne Simpson."

Roshan?!

Johnny was stunned.

“.. Last night, witnesses photographed Roseanne Simpson and a man on the street in the Plaza Restaurant. XX videos have been uploaded online by enthusiastic citizens.."

A very large XX clip began to be played on the TV, although the sky was dark, but the video was shot very clearly, and the face of the woman holding the wall with a happy face in the video was clearly visible, and it was the sexy goddess in the hearts of thousands of New Yorkers - Roseanne Simpson.

"Oh, shit.." Mike covered his eyes in despair.

Johnny only felt a loud "buzz" in his head, and his mind was empty and blank.

The scenes of those red fruits passing by in front of his eyes, he couldn't even feel that he was breathing, something in his body was quickly moving away from him, something was broken, and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Johnny almost collapsed to the ground, but a fierce anger ignited from the bottom of his heart, supporting him to his feet.

Humiliation, heartache, anger...

"Oh my god, Johnny, what's wrong with your body?.." Mike suddenly screamed.

Johnny looked down at his hands, only to see bursts of green smoke coming out of his hands, and he had a premonition that he was about to "burn" again.

Just then, the door was kicked open.

A large crowd of people rushed in from outside the door, and a man with a serious face in a crisp suit strode up to Johnny, showed his police ID, and said, "Mr. Johnny Blazer, please come with me."

The anger in Johnny's heart suddenly died out again, and he stupidly let the police take him away.

Only Mike was left in the room muttering in frustration, "Damn, damn it, this is just too bad, what should I do?.."

...

"Johnny Blazer, the most popular acrobatic motorcycle superstar in the United States..." An agent took Johnny's information and read it word by word, then looked directly at Johnny in front of him, and said coldly: "We found your license plate and tire marks at the crime scene last night, and we have eyewitnesses who are willing to prove that the suspect who caused all this has some kind of ability to ignite, and this ability... It's exactly the same as what you use for your stunts.."

"How would you like to explain this?"

In the face of the agent's questioning, Johnny just sat in a chair in the interrogation room in despair, not saying a word, and he was still immersed in the Roseanne scandal.

"Johnny Blazer. ”

The detective suddenly aggravated his tone and said fiercely: "Partnering with us is your wisest choice now, I hope you can know this.."

Johnny seemed to be awakened, and his eyes began to glow: "I want to see Rozan... Roseanne Simpson, I'd like to ask her a few questions, please... As long as I am allowed to see her, I can admit everything.."

Johnny was a little incoherent, even with a pleading tone.

"Roseanne Simpson." The agent frowned slightly, looked to the side, and the other agent shrugged his shoulders and said in a funny, slightly mocking tone, "Didn't you watch the news? Tsk, that video is really exciting, it's so well shot, it's like a live blockbuster... I'll send you the video when I get back.."

"Ahem.." The agent coughed in embarrassment, then turned back to find Johnny looking at himself and his colleagues with a look of extreme resentment.

The detective couldn't help frowning, and said coldly: "Johnny Blazer, your request is dismissed, and you should stay in the police station until your lawyer comes to make a final defense."

Two police officers escort Johnny to the police jail, where a large number of thieves, robbers, gangsters, hooligans and even murderers are held...

"No, no, don't let me near them, please." Feeling the intense aura of sin, Johnny's strength stirred as he pleaded out in pain.

"Do you think it's in a hotel? The policeman sneered dismissively and brutally shoved Johnny into a cage.

"Tsk, look who's coming.."

The addition of newcomers, and the fact that it is a well-known star face, suddenly became interested in the extremely boring inmates in the cell.

"It turned out to be Explosive Johnny, haha, I saw your show and it cost me twenty dollars... You were going to see how you killed yourself, but you goddamn boy is still alive and kicking."

A big man with a meaty face tilted his head and walked up to Johnny, smirking incessantly.

The rest of the group gathered around them with bad intentions, and Johnny became more and more tormented, curled up and shivered.

"Haha.."

All kinds of banter and ridicule continued to sound, echoing throughout the cell, and the prison guards also turned a blind eye as if they had not seen it.

At the other end of the cell, two tall, handsome young men sat bored in a "special private room", and one of them immediately stood up when he heard the voice.

"Hey Sam, do you hear me, they're talking about Explosive Johnny, did he come in too?" Dean's face was full of curiosity, and he probed to see what was going on.

Sam on the side waved his hand weakly: "Shut up, you, now it's the top priority to think about how to get out, I don't want to be treated as a murderer and stay in prison for the rest of my life."