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Chapter 99:

All kinds of evil cannot escape the word "cause and effect". You must know that there is reincarnation in the world. Why do you have to do this as soon as possible? [bsp;    When Yang Qingwu asked him with a hesitant look but still smiled and enthusiastically, he said arrogantly, "You are blind, can you not see it yourself, this waitress with the best-looking and stubborn figure immediately put away the contempt that was already hidden very well and said respectfully:

"Sir, do you want a private room or watch a performance in the lobby?"

In fact, it cannot be blamed for looking at the person with a low look. No matter who sees Wang Xuance's outfit, he thinks that he will not be able to come to the lady. As a person who is the most popular bar in Shanghai, he will take a step back and even if he takes a card, he will not be a person who swipes the card or takes a night as a princess girl who has worked hard for a month to go to the hotel to get the sheets.

However, it is obvious that the waiter of the noble lady bar, one of the pillars of Fatty Hong and Bai Hong, is well-trained. At least, it will not be like some second-rate and third-rate bars, which look like you, and you will not be greeted by someone. If you are not lucky, you can be kicked out by the security guard. If you let him be the boss Wang Xuan Ce, forget it. If you don’t dress up, you must be against the people’s beautiful mood in the bar.

"We made an appointment with someone, where is Zhang Xuewu and Zhang Dada in?"

Yang Qingwu looked around and said in a relaxed and natural tone: "I don't know how many levels of ladies I have to take down the FS bar that I've played for so long."

The three people behind him glanced at the beauties who were proportional to the luxurious and attractive decoration. They twisted their youthful bodies one by one, and seduced the elites and bosses who came here to hunt for beauty like spider spirits seducing Tang Monk. They simply wanted to be lucky enough to get a financial backer with a wallet that was really generous enough to trade, and exchange their youthful beauty for two years of real money.

"We didn't hear Mr. Zhang say that there are still customers coming! Why don't you wait a moment and we send someone to ask."

Obviously, there are regulations that the lady bar should not disclose the guest's room number casually. Seeing the waiter who was about to pick up the walkie-talkie, Yang Qingwu frowned and shouted loudly:

"When did Zhang Xuewu make such a big spell? You ask him to get out of here and tell him that I have gone to the queen. What a bullshit lady, I'm still the queen's control!"

The second generation ancestor's tone, whose IQ and temper were inversely proportional, Yang Qingwu shook his sleeves before he could finish his words and wanted to strode away. He was already in a dilemma, afraid of offending him. This person probably liked to pretend to be a pig and eat tigers. The second generation ancestor's little waiter immediately stepped forward in panic and said:

"Sorry, Sorry, Mr. Zhang is in Room 308 on the third floor, I'll have someone take you up!"

Yang Qingwu, who was very dissatisfied, glanced at the waitress who had been scolded for no reason today. She turned around and raised her legs to walk upstairs and said:

"No need, I haven't been here!"

Seeing Yang Qingwu and the other four disappearing into the elevator, the waitress who had been trying to make a sweet smile finally changed into a look of disgust and hatred.

In her opinion, these are just for costumes.

The young master who plays low-key but does not delay the trouble of women is even more disgusting than the arrogant and domineering young master like Zhang Xuewu who puts his eyes on his head all day long.

Pack.

What is it? You can obviously smoke China, but you have to tell others that you have a special liking for scattered flowers and red towers. When you light a cigarette, you have to take out a dupont lighter that is either diamond-clad or gold-plated. You can easily wear Armani but you must pull some cloth to find an Italian tailor to make clothes without trademarks. But you also have a bright rolex limited edition on your wrist that is eye-catching. You are also famous for being low-key. If you want to be low-key, you can donate all the money in your hands, and you can put all the rights in your hands. It is difficult for you to not be low-key in the future!

However, Yang Qingwu is naturally in no mood to guess what the waiter thinks of him. The pseudo-second-generation ancestor who can master the acting skills can go to the Oscars' two little golden men to return to the third floor and easily found Zhang Xuewu's private room------308.

He smiled gently, his smile was a little bloody and ferocious under the warm yellow light, so that the originally warm light was stained with a little cold chill.

Pushing open the door of the thick solid mahogany room, Yang Qingwu turned his head and said to the three people behind him, saying that the carved patterns on this door were so beautiful. Indeed, they were pretended to be a big deal by Hong Erbai. In one fell swoop, from the past, the unknown lady who could share the top nightclub with the Queen, and naturally revealed her meticulousness everywhere.

Zhang Xuewu, who was angry last night by his father for no reason, was naturally full of anger. Today, he heard Xu Sen say that his father went to prison to release Yang Qingwu. Then, because Zhang's mother also learned that Jiang Qianru was going to study in the UK, she tried her best to urge her son to go abroad without stopping. The purpose was self-evident, naturally she wanted to get close to the water and make a good fortune.

Zhang Xuewu, who has long been accustomed to jumping around this acre of three-point ground in Shanghai, naturally became more fire-fire, and the best way to relieve fire is to find a few beautiful girls.

Finally, Zhang Xuewu, who had been at home for a day in the evening, went straight to the noble lady. He knew very well and called two women who had been used to it and took them to the private room. When he called Zhou Yang and asked him to come out to help him, he learned that his parents had returned from a military research institute in Gansu and could not get out at all. If he had the chance, he would call himself again.

So when Yang Qingwu pushed the door open, Zhang Xuewu, who was always very bold, was squeezed out the inventory by two sexy little fairies. He lay on the sofa with some limbs weakly thinking about raising his energy in order to fight again, and thought that it was Zhou Yang who came and said without raising his head:

"You're here, please help me clean up these two little lanterns!"

If Zhou Yang and Zhou Laos, who had been to their many times, came here, these two naked and obediently made a look of little birds leaning against Zhang Xuewu, naturally, they would not have screamed, and quickly covered the white and perky chest with both hands, and found the clothes scattered in panic.

Most of them are beautiful and vain girls. They can't live a dull life but are too lazy to work hard to support themselves, so they have to sell their bodies. Although they are strictly considered prostitutes and girls, they are different from prostitutes who can negotiate prices at 40 or 50 in the streets of the red light district. Some are still college students at school. Suddenly, they will naturally feel shy and panic when they see four strange men walking in.

Zhang Xuewu, who felt something was wrong, looked up and opened his eyes. The one who appeared in front of him was Yang Qingwu who was gritting his teeth with hatred. He was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to deal with it. After a long time, he shouted in a daze.

"Yang Qingwu! What are you here to do?"

Yang Qingwu smiled lightly and glanced at the two women wearing underwear huddled in the corner. The tall and strong veterinarian walked over to knowingly and caused the girl to scream. Without any sympathy, he directly punched the girl's ear and neck and knocked them unconscious.

Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of the noble lady's private room is proportional to the money it spends. It is precisely because of this that Zhang Xuewu dared to be so careless and excited.

The two white bodies fell softly to the ground. Wang Xuance, who was behind him, couldn't help but shake his head and mutter:

"Sin, sin!"

Yang Qingwu choked and cursed in his heart: You old guy!

In fact, what he didn't know was that when a serious and tense veterinarian came back, he was muttering in his heart:

"Leopard print, leopard print, black stockings."

Seeing that Yang Qingwu actually caused someone to knock two women to the ground, he didn't move and thought he was dead. He immediately panicked and stood up and raised his pants and said:

"Yang Qingwu, don't do anything randomly! Let me tell you, my dad is the director of the Public Security Bureau. If you dare to touch a hair of my hair, I will let you go without eating it!"

"Oh, it's a bit too polite for Mr. Zhang to pack and take it away. But maybe you don't know that my appetite has always been very good. A side dish like a hair can't fill it up at all. No matter how you want, you have to give it to the whole table. What do you think of braised elbows, hairy blood is strong, and potatoes are stewed with pork ribs. I also like to eat water internal organs. How about it? Is Mr. Zhang willing to make such a table for me?"

Yang Qingwu said in a cold tone:

Zhang Xuewu pretended to be calm and said, "I'm a little strong on the outside but also a little hardworking:

"Yang Qingwu, I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of life and death. You still wanted such a table of dishes. If you dare to touch me today, you won't have a big shot! There is a gun!"

Zhang Xuewu thought that the names of dishes that Yang Qingwu was talking about were trying to extort some money, so he immediately felt relieved and said arrogantly:

Yang Qingwu chuckled, pulled out a small dagger that was not big from his pocket, and sneered:

"Oh? Is that right? Then I want to see if there is such a gun.

The body is unhappy but it is difficult to avoid, the blade is unfavorable but it is enough to be fatal, and blood splashes out without imagination, but it is also rapid enough to slowly take away the warmth of life from the small wound.

Looking at Zhang Xuewu who was struggling with pain while covering his heart, Yang Qingwu, whose tone was not very cold, said with some regret:
Chapter completed!