Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 257 Basara King, You Are Our God! (Please subscribe!!)

"He did say that tonight is our debut show." Chu Zihang nodded, "Those waiters told me that the first performance in Gaotianyuan is very important, if the popularity is high enough, you can become a trainee cowherd in one fell swoop, If the situation is bad, there will be no chance to do odd jobs, and you will be kicked out."

"That's not going to happen."

Caesar took a puff on his cigar and exhaled blue smoke.

"Although I don't have much experience in being a cowherd, even a fat man with a transvestite like Fujiwara-senpai can enjoy it here, so I have no reason to lose to him." Caesar's tone became confident again, "My bastard old man Dad said a lot of shameless nonsense, but there is one sentence I think he said is quite reasonable... The men of the Gattuso family will never lose in any battlefield involving women."

"Let's go." Caesar stubbed out the cigar and patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder, like a general about to go to the battlefield.

"Wait a minute." Chu Zihang stopped Caesar, "Are you going to play like this?"

Caesar looked down at himself, who exposed his entire upper body and only wore a bath towel: "That's right, it's really outrageous to make an appearance like this. Are there any suits here? There is no need for custom-made ones, ordinary ones, Prada or Armani are fine, the color It doesn't matter..."

"No." Chu Zihang shook his head, "Only this package, senior Fujiwara stuffed it to me just now, I don't know what's in it."

Chu Zihang spread the brown package on the ground, and when they saw the contents of the package, both of them were stunned.

"Damn it!" Caesar was taken aback. "Are we going to appear in these things?"

"It seems to be so." Chu Zihang's expression was also a little strange, "But at least there is the suit you want, it's not low-grade, it's from Armani."

Chu Zihang took out the custom-made Armani suit in the package. Unlike ordinary suits, this one was super tight. The fabric of the suit was sewn with purple and silver sequins, and the top three buttons The button and the bottom two buttons have been removed, presumably to force people who wear suits to better show their figure.

Caesar also took out a shirt, with a leopard-print leather surface, a short style that could almost expose the navel, and countless holes on it. I think it must be very cool and cool to wear this shirt for a ride on a motorcycle in summer.

Not only these, but also punk style silver necklace, silver skull pendant, sparkling rhinestone stud earrings, silver faucet ring, rose lipstick, crimson eye shadow, gold foil stickers, disposable Hair dyes...everything in the decorative and make-up category.

It's just that the taste of these things is really hard to describe... If you really want to wear all these things, you will probably be a combination of will-o'-the-wisps, bad middle school students, and the host of Taiwan's midnight sex show 20 years ago.

What kind of woman would like a boy with ghost fire, a bad student, and a man who looks like a sex show host?
Caesar's confident and flying posture was completely defeated in front of these fancy props. He thought for a long time in a daze, and felt that everything in front of him seemed to be beyond his comprehension.

"It's really hard for people to accept." Chu Zihang patted Caesar on the shoulder and comforted him, "But you are a man from the Gattuso family, so these arguing with you should be easy, and the men from the Gattuso family will never Losing any battle involving a woman, isn't it?"

Caesar glanced at Chu Zihang unexpectedly... This guy is actually comforting him?

In the past, this guy was thankful for not throwing stones into his well and throwing salt on his wounds. Caesar always thought that Chu Zihang was the kind of person who was serious on the surface but with a bad nature. He lends a helping hand . . . and Caesar feels a long-lost, fraternal warmth.

Thinking back to being an opponent with this guy for so long, Caesar was willing to surrender to Chu Zihang for nothing. His veins flowed with the best blood of the Gattuso family. Chu Zihang’s comfort made Caesar Feeling warm, on the one hand, also aroused his proud nature.

Chu Zihang can accept it so frankly, there is no reason for him, Caesar Gattuso, to be cowardly!

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang are both Chinese, and Caesar himself is considered half Chinese. According to the most stringent traditional family rules, a man who has been in a shameful industry like a cowherd is a man who does not abide by male virtues and will be punished. For the torture of soaking in a pig cage, Caesar has Nuonuo, Chu Zihang has Xia Mi, each of these two girls is stronger than the other, no one wants to be soaked in a pig cage, so no one will betray their brothers.

For example, when entering the student union, there was a rule that stripped naked and ran naked on the mountain road outside the college at midnight. Everyone in the student union ran naked, and Caesar also ran, and he was photographed in a basket. Threats don't count as threats if everyone holds pictures of each other running naked.

It’s the same as the cowherd’s experience now. It’s safe for everyone to do depraved things together. Anyway, no one else knows them here. same.

If the brothers committed two crimes together, can they be called two?Not at all!That's called brotherhood!

Thinking of this, Caesar suddenly felt that the stupid clothes and accessories in front of him were not completely unacceptable.

"Choose first, do you wear a shirt or a suit?" Caesar looked at Chu Zihang and smiled generously.

"I don't wear these." Chu Zihang said, "Senior Fujiwara specially sent them to you. The shirt and suit are a set. Lipstick and earrings are also useful. He came here when you were unconscious. One trip, these are all explained."

"What? Then what are you wearing?" Caesar was stunned for a moment, and the psychological setting he spent a long time building seemed to be on the verge of collapse again.

"My clothes have already been delivered." Chu Zihang took out a set of white clothes with long sleeves, a long blue hakama, and an ancient Japanese sword with a black sheath from one of the wooden barrels. there is none left.

"That's all?" Caesar said dully, "No more?"

"No more." Chu Zihang shook his head.

"Where's the lipstick? Where's the earrings? Where's the eye shadow? Where's the ring?"

"The store manager said that none of these are suitable for me, and I must maintain a pure and natural appearance." Chu Zihang continued to shake his head.

He really couldn't say some nasty words about "Mr. Chu, the first time I saw you, I thought you were the most elegant cornflower in the wind. Don't let foreign objects tarnish your beauty".

Caesar froze in place, and there were ten thousand muddy horses galloping in his heart, so in the end, he was the only one who was the most embarrassing?
Lu Mingfei is running away, Chu Zihang is playing a normal warrior, and Caesar is the only one who wants to put on heavy makeup to expose the addicted sissy?

Caesar decided to take Japan out of his wedding plan of traveling around the world, he didn't want to come back again... this sinful and unbearable country.

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The first floor of Gaotianyuan is a vast dance floor. Male DJs with bare upper body are rubbing discs on the high platform, and countless men and women are swinging heartily on the dance floor.

This is a grand party, women wear sexy short skirts, step on slender high heels, their bodies twist like snakes, and the sequins on the skirts flutter like snake scales, shining under the light ball With bewitching light.

The women are surrounded by men, and these men are all young and beautiful, yes, beautiful!

Most of them are beautiful men at the level of Hideto Baojing, seductive and seductive, with deep eyebrows and eyes, and they have a kind of "vampire-like" gorgeous coldness... But at this time, these beautiful men are all dressed in ghostly clothes, wearing glittering girly makeup, simply It's a shemale concentration camp.

Fujiwara Kansuke is also among them. He is a super heavyweight handsome man. His huge buttocks alone occupy a space for two people. The miniskirt and small shirt can't cover his original slender flesh. When he dances, The waves of flesh all over his body trembled layer by layer like ocean waves, and when each layer of flesh wave trembled, it would shake off rain-like gold powder. He danced recklessly in a sumo pose, his face was towering, the mountain of flesh trembled, and the dancing posture was endless* *.

There's no one sober here, drunk women stuffing credit cards into waiters' necklines and serving mojitos and vodka from trays, pouring ice-cold spirits into gigolos' necklines and watching them be outlined by the drinks The curve cheers.

When the atmosphere reached a climax, the gigolo would tear his wet shirt to pieces amidst the urging of the women, who screamed and stretched out their hands to caress his rock-sculpted muscles, stuffing banknotes in the In the crotch of the man's waist.

Suddenly, the lights on the dance floor dimmed, and the cheers and screams gradually stopped. Whether it was the women who came here to consume or the men who worked here, they all looked at the center of the stage, where a high platform slowly rose.

A sturdy black figure appeared on the high platform at some point, and a beam of light fell from the ceiling and enveloped him. It was a bald man with a huge blue whale occupying half of his head. A pole overhead microphone, like the god Zeus holding a thunderbolt descended from the sky.

"Baby!" The bald man's eyes full of love swept across every woman present, holding up the microphone and roaring, "Tonight...are you happy!"

The ladies jumped up and cheered and screamed with their arms in the air.

"Have you felt the fiery ikebana?" The bald man smiled, "Does the ikebana of my lovely boys warm your wounded and cold hearts?"

The cowherds also got up from their seats and applauded the whale-like man vigorously, with admiration and respect in their eyes.

"A big event is about to happen in our highland, and it has been two full months since the arrival of our last beautiful flower." The bald man said, "And tonight, just tonight! We are about to add two more flowers to our flower path." Stunning flowers!"

"I can assure you that you have never seen such beautiful teenagers! They are the most talented newcomers I have seen in my career for decades. From the first moment I saw them, I was impressed by their unique temperament Shocked, man, if I were a woman I would definitely fall in love instantly, double love, because I can't choose either of them!"

"They're all so lonely, they're all so lost, like eagles with broken wings, or warriors in distress, they're as enthusiastic as fire, but they're as sad as a snowstorm..."

The man is like a graduate of the language major, pulling up sentimental literature to talk endlessly.

Suddenly, the lights on the high platform he was on were also extinguished, leaving only the last sentence floating in the air.

"First of all, please invite our Basara King, the sexiest man in the world, the executioner of love... Basara King!"

A beam of light fell from the sky and landed at the entrance of Gao Tianyuan. There was a heavy rumbling sound, as if some beast was roaring in the darkness. Everyone's eyes were focused there, waiting with bated breath.

A bright beam of light entered from the door, and everyone was so panicked that they couldn't open their eyes. A swift black shadow rushed into the gate of Gao Tianyuan at high speed, and the crowd gathered at the door screamed and dodged.

The women pushed and shoved to make way for a passage in the middle, the huge black shadow whizzed and roared and shuttled through the crowd, the wind blown up by the high-speed action lifted the skirts of the women, and the women screamed Called while pulling down the fluttering skirt.

A black Harley-Davidson was galloping. On the seat was a figure in purple. He didn't even wear a helmet or protective gear. His long golden hair was flying in the wind.

On the way to the end of the stage, crystal wine glasses are placed. These wine glasses form a wall as high as a person, which is undoubtedly an unavoidable obstacle.

If a driver who is not good enough to drive hits the glass wall, shards of glass will fly all over the venue, hurting the distinguished guests tonight, and Gao Tianyuan will also get a bad name.

Of course, if the driving skills are amazing, it will undoubtedly push today's atmosphere to a new round of peaks.

This is obviously an exciting gamble, the bet is Gao Tianyuan's reputation, and the chip is the driver's skill.

The blond-haired driver suddenly lifted the head of the beast under his feet, and the 360-kilogram Harley motorcycle rushed up the gentle slope beside the dance floor. After [-] degrees, he landed back on the car steadily, and the giant Davidson also landed firmly on the stage.

Thunderous applause and tsunami-like cheers resounded in the audience. After seeing the appearance of the man on the motorcycle, the cheers became even crazier, and the women screamed at the top of their lungs.

It was a man with a sense of limitless personality. His suit and shirt were wide open, revealing his perfect chest muscles like a sculpture. His face was as perfect as a male god drawn by an artist, with red lips like flames and eyeliner like black blades. With long golden hair, every move reveals a romantic style exclusive to Italian men, like a passionate and charming prince.

"Basara King! Basara King! Basara King!"

Everyone in the audience was cheering the man's name on the stage, and the guests were already crazy.

The shouts became louder and louder, almost piercing people's eardrums. Some women have already started looting the Harley-Davidson motorcycle that Basara King just sat down. s price.

Caesar on the stage waved and gave these crazy women a bright smile, the smile was brighter than the sun.

Sure enough, the men of the Gattuso family will never lose in any battlefield involving women.

(End of this chapter)