The waitress wore light makeup, was in her prime, and had good looks. Han Fei, who had seen many beauties, was a little surprised.

The people we just received were all handsome and thick warriors. In a moment, they were replaced by beautiful young women. After this operation, Wei Zhuang raised his head and shouted 666. I didn’t expect that a guy like Ji Longcheng, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, could also do sex work.

"Mr. Han."

"Lord Wei Zhuang."

"Wusong warrior."

"Dragon King, please see me."

The beauty smiled politely, with curiosity in her eyes as to what kind of man he was who could make the Dragon King lose his sense of proportion.

But this beautiful woman was disappointed. Although Han Fei had changed his clothes and was not unkempt, he had been deprived of food for a long time, and his face was sallow and skinny like a refugee. Wu Song, needless to say, was already tall and thick, and his only heroic spirit was also forgotten.

The way he eats hides it.

"It's far worse than the city lord." The beauty thought to herself, thinking of Ji Longcheng, her eyes filled with peach blossoms.


Chapter completed!