Chapter 1119: You're Really Here to Sing?
What was inside the carriage, it goes without saying.
Jiang Fan's brows tightened, and the cup in his hand was pinched hard by him, and the unfinished juice in it splashed everywhere.
Several people around him were also unfortunately hit, and they all stared at Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan smiled at the other party twice in embarrassment, and then walked to the opposite side.
It is estimated that it will be dark in two hours, and there are not a few people on the street now, and the streets as far as the eye can see are full of people.
Therefore, Jiang Fan took advantage of the fact that there were still a lot of people now, and walked around the base first to see the situation.
While Jiang Fan was strolling around, he didn't deliberately buy some snacks and dishes around.
It really looks like a local resident, not to mention that Jiang Fan's accent is no different from him, and the others don't think much about it.
This base leads all the way to the mountain, and if Jiang Fan walks up the mountain again, it will seem a little deliberate.
Except for the side of the mountain, Jiang Fan thoroughly surveyed all the terrain in this vicinity.
Even the surveillances around me can be counted.
The Baijia Group, except for the outermost office building with about 20 floors, looks like a military base inside.
Most of them are five-story and four-story small flats, and there are more than a dozen cars parked in the yard, most of which are vans and vans.
And there are a lot of dents on the body, which should have suffered some kind of impact.
Approaching six o'clock, there will be a unified bell within the Bai Family Group.
Even many small vendors take this as a signal to go home, and many people clean up their stalls and go home after hearing the bell.
And within the Bai Family Group, it is through this bell to announce the end of the day's tasks.
The wall of the Baijia Group is about two meters, and it is wrapped with black barbed wire, which is said to be electrified in the city.
In addition, the outer side of the fence is about a meter wide, and all of it is washed up with the tip of broken glass.
Jiang Fan speculated on this distance.
The two-meter-high fence, even if it was a fluke to bypass the barbed wire with electricity, was directly on the ground.
This meter of defense, even if insiders have calculated it in advance, may not really be able to get away with it.
For those who haven't practiced, it's like a trap waiting for others to jump.
Suddenly, Jiang Fan heard a very miserable wail.
It was the voice of a man in the Xia Kingdom.
In the middle was the sound of sticks hitting his body, and one of them cried and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong!" ”
"Please, will you spare me?"
The person who spoke on the other side was mixed with cotton and Xia Chinese, but the Xia language he spoke was very awkward, and it should be a local.
Jiang Fan saw a KTV nearby.
This kind of KTV with a pink glow is not a serious store at first glance, and even though it is on the fourth floor, you can definitely see the situation inside the wall.
Jiang Fan pushed the door directly in.
At the door stood a man with bewitching makeup, who looked to be less than thirty years old, but with a ladylike charm.
A hip-wrapping dress that can only cover the buttocks, stepping on a pair of hateful heights, and the career line on it is about to open to the navel.
After seeing someone coming, it was like a cat seeing a mouse, and quickly took an exaggerated cross step and walked straight towards Jiang Fan.
Those two pairs of long legs show off like two flexible chopsticks when they walk cross, thin and straight.
The other party didn't care about Jiang Fan's identity, hugged Jiang Fan's arm and pressed it directly on his chest.
The voice was charming: "Little handsome guy, come relax and relax?" ”
But Jiang Fan didn't have any thoughts at this time.
His mind was comparing the layout of the room, the location of the window outside.
The woman looked at Jiang Fan as if she was thinking about things, and thought she was trapped by love.
The voice was a little more charming, and he turned Jiang Fan's face and said gently: "Little handsome guy, whatever you want to sing tonight, I will accompany you." ”
Jiang Fan glanced at her and said, "Is there anyone in room 411?" ”
The woman was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the corridor and said, "No one, do you want to go to a room?" ”
Jiang Fan began to rummage through his pockets for money, and asked casually, "Can't you?" ”
But the woman said, "Of course you can, but the perspective of that room is not very good, if you sing, I guess. It's going to be a bit of a bump in the fun. ”
A woman's voice is like a hook that can hold someone's heart anytime and anywhere.
But standing in front of her was the invulnerable straight man Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan not only had no waves in his heart, but even thought in his mind: "Shouldn't there be a death?" ”
"According to their instructions, it is estimated that they will definitely not be able to get out of bed every three or five days, and these people really don't treat people as human beings."
"The car that drove out during the day today, could it be that it was filled with Xia Guoren who had an accident here?"
Jiang Fan's head was a mess.
When he finally found the money, he noticed that the graceful woman in front of him had been poking her index finger in her chest for a long time.
Jiang Fan grabbed the other party's hand and stuffed a few large bills into the other party's hand.
"Is it enough?" he asked. ”
The woman thought that this was Jiang Fan's signal to order herself, glanced at the number of banknotes in her hand, and nodded again and again: "Enough, enough, too much, more of these will be my tip?" ”
Hearing this, two more women came out.
When they heard the word tip, they all wanted to see what kind of distinguished guest they were in.
Jiang Fan's mind was full of room 411, and then he said, "Whatever." ”
Jiang Fan pointed in the direction of the room and said, "Can I go over now?" ”
The woman nodded, and just as she was about to tell something, Jiang Fan strode directly to the door of the room.
The woman triumphantly glanced at the two women who had just come out to see the excitement.
The two of them looked disdainful, as if they forcibly pressed the jealousy that immediately broke through their minds.
She crossed her steps again, her heels on the ground and a victor's horn.
Smack-
But Jiang Fan's door was firmly closed in front of her.
The woman's face turned pale.
What are you doing?
The two women who came out to watch the excitement next to them were in a mood more like a roller coaster.
I was still depressed just now, but when I saw the woman touching her nose, I suddenly felt that I had encountered a big joke.
The woman knocked on the door unwillingly, but Jiang Fan directly lit the music loudly inside.
I sang along with a sentence without a word.
Jiang Fan had never heard the songs in Chinese, he played the original song, and occasionally hummed two climaxes along with it.
The woman's face outside the door turned pale and bruised.
At this time, she was completely free of the enchantment she had just now, but directly slammed the door loudly: "Dead madman, you came here to sing?" ”
"Let me in? Wouldn't it be good for me to stay with you tonight? ”
Jiang Fan opened the door with an unkind face: "Don't make noise with me, I'm in a bad mood." ”