The beautiful woman stood up, showing how tall she was, and stretched out her hand to pull the short Pang Luo.

…

Seeing a younger brother pushing up to her, Pang Luo was just a little startled. He flicked his arm and threw the beautiful woman away, "Fuck you! I don't have time to play with you!"

He didn't know the woman in front of him, which meant that even though her background was powerful, it wasn't that great.

After all, those people in Haicheng's first-class circles, even if they don't know Pang Luo, Pang Luo always knows them. When they go out to hang out, those people can be offended and those cannot be offended. These must be clearly distinguished.

Otherwise, once you accidentally offend someone you shouldn't have offended, it's normal to die without knowing how.

Thinking about the fainted Guan Zishao in his mind, and fearing that Feng Cheng would get the upper hand first, Pang Luo immediately put the matter behind him, rubbed his hands impatiently and ran forward.

Behind him, Er Bing and others could not wait to follow. Only the follower, the second generation, stayed and stretched out his hand to stop the angry tall beauty.

"Bang!"

There was a sound and the door was closed.

…

The beautiful woman was stunned when she was scolded at first, but as soon as she realized what she was doing, Pang Luo had already run into the Donghai Pavilion. Her pretty face immediately turned red, and she flicked her pretty hand towards the young second-generation man's face.

"Snapped!"

He slapped me hard, leaving five finger prints. At the same time, he yelled and scolded: "You little guy, you don't even look at who this is, you even dare to tease me, you are really tired of life!"

That beauty was obviously very tough. She was not satisfied with even being beaten and scolded, so she reached out and slapped the second generation on the face, but was blocked.

Although the second generation is Pang Luo's follower, the old man in the family is also the deputy director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and his background is not weak.

Now that he is being scolded as a little bitch when he opens his mouth, he has long been so embarrassed that he has become angry. He glanced at the beautiful woman again, and a lustful light flashed in his eyes. Just because of the sexual desire that Guan Zishao had, he could no longer suppress it.

"You fucking bitch, I have to fuck you today!"

As he said that, he reached out and grabbed the beautiful woman's breasts.

That beautiful woman moved like the wind. Her hands were like lightning, and her legs flicked.

Bang!

The pointy toe of the shoe kicked the little second-generation boy in the crotch in an anxious and hateful manner.

"Oh woo!"

Immediately, the little second-generation man's hands covered his crotch as a reflex, his face was distorted, and the scream he made was almost not like a human voice.

Bang!

Lying on the ground, body twisted...

"Wow, how dare you provoke me without kicking me?" The long-legged beauty moved her ankles with a look of disdain.

Da da da!

With the sound of high heels hitting the ground and wearing a long skirt, which was completely different from her usual professional attire, An Lei hurried over.

Look at the young second-generation man lying on the ground, and then look at the long-legged beauty with an angry expression... He immediately asked in an anxious tone: "Lu Ya, how can you be so troublesome? You can go to the bathroom even if you come out.

How about a fight with someone? You didn't suffer any loss, did you?"

As he spoke, he held Lu Ya's arm and looked up and down.

This long-legged beauty who hurt people with her feet is none other than Lu Ya, a reporter from Nandu Evening News in Jiangnan Province, and the "initiator" of exposing the ancient parkour show.

"Don't worry. There are no missing parts! As good as my sister... However, I have destroyed this little guy. You should quickly find out who he is and don't get into trouble."

As Lu Ya spoke, she pointed at the guy lying on the ground.

"Pfft!"

An Lei first smiled. "Young man, this word is so funny. This great reporter from Lu Ya just likes to give people nicknames."

An Lei just glanced at it and saw clearly the identity of the "little guy": "It seems that you are not so heartless! Don't worry, their old man is over fifty years old, and he is still the deputy director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

, I don’t have any other background in my family, it doesn’t matter.”

"Bah! I'm telling you, otherwise I wouldn't be willing to be someone's lackey." Lu Ya kicked the second generation on the ground hard, still looking like she couldn't understand her hatred.

"Leilei, my sister was bullied just now. He's just a little fat guy, and I guess he's not a great person. You and I should quickly kick open the door and rush in. You have to vent your anger on that little fat guy."

Lu Ya looked carefree, but she was actually quite scheming. She just decisively attacked this second-generation kid because she saw that he was just a follower and not a big shot. Even if he kicked him, it would be nothing.

Now he was shouting that he was going to fight in, but he made no move. He just described the appearance of the little fat man clearly, clearly waiting for An Lei to prove that person's identity.

If that person is someone who cannot be offended, An Lei will definitely stop her; if he is not a powerful person, he will naturally have revenge and complaints.

"Little Fatty? Humph, the one who hangs out with him must be Fatty Luo. I am the director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau." An Lei is a smart person, so she naturally understands what Lu Ya means.

"Okay, a little bastard from the director's family dares to offend my mother. How can I bear it?"

Lu Ya no longer had any scruples at this time, and walked towards Donghai Pavilion.

…

The waiter noticed the noise here immediately.

However, the waiter also knew that no one who came here to spend money could afford to offend her. Therefore, after her persuasion was ignored, she directly called the manager through the intercom.

…

inside the room.

Feng Chengzheng had a lustful look on his face as he walked towards Guan Zishao on the ground and took off his shirt.

Beneath his crotch, a tent had already been set up.

"Pang Luo, look, brother fell in love with her first, and you will be next, and then all the brothers will have their share! Are you ready with the camera? The process of becoming famous must be recorded. Hey, let's play it back for Guan Zishao to see. I

I really want to know what her expression will be like!"

As soon as Feng Cheng finished speaking, he saw an arm blocking his chest.

"Feng Cheng, don't you know who your mother is now? Did you drink this soup?" Er Bing squinted his eyes with a look of extreme disdain.

"Um?"

Feng Cheng was stunned and narrowed his eyes. He looked at Er Bing, then at Pang Luo and others, and found that everyone had a joking expression. Only then did he notice the abnormality of the matter. His mind, which was dizzy with desire, gradually began to calm down.

.

"Hehehehe, Mr. Feng, don't mind it! This matter of becoming famous is really too laborious. I feel sorry for you because you are so thin and weak. You definitely can't do this job." Fatty Luo chuckled,

He walked up to Feng Cheng.

"Hey hey hey!"

"whee!"

"That's right! The two ounces of meat on your crotch are not very long when hardened. It's just for playing with black fungus. The hard work that became famous was not done by you."

Everyone was laughing and joking.

Bang!

Just then, there was a loud bang on the door.

Wow!

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of someone shaking the door handle vigorously.

"You bastard named Luo, get out of here."
Chapter completed!