White cut black fairy, she is acting good again

Chapter 89

Only five hours, five hours later, the cruise ship will leave the country.

The three of Wu Jingtian were in the same suite, and they all felt a little tricky about this operation. The safety of the passengers is the most difficult to guarantee, but the plan they made must put the safety of the passengers first.

There must be no casualties!
Jiang Youbai stood by the bed, put her fingers behind her ears, and gave orders in secret words:

[Wu Jingtian, intrusion monitoring, we must find every suspicious person.

Bailisi and Jing Mingcang went out now, trying to find the two female college students as much as possible to see if they were safe. 】

There is no warmth in Jiangyou's white and clear eyes now, they are as cold as a heartless machine.

[After three hours, regardless of whether the task is completed or not, you must do it. 】

The three of Bailisi knew that although the boss said so, they had to complete the task, and the word failure was not in their dictionary.

After Baili Si Teling, he took out his signature sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, instantly adding that fairy-like flavor.

Cleared his throat twice, stroked his mustache, and said to Wu Jingtian and Jing Mingcang, "I'll go first, Banxian."

As he said that, he pulled down his sunglasses, blinked at Jing Mingcang, and said provocatively, "Let's see who finds it first."

Before the two of them could react, they turned around and walked out Shi Shiran.

Jing Mingcang smiled disdainfully, and shouted to Bailisi's back: "Cut, it must be Fatty."

He raised his hand, which was so fat that he couldn't see the joints, five of the ten fingers were wearing golden rings that could blind people's eyes.

There are also two large gold chains, one long and one short, hanging around the neck.

Coupled with that white and fat figure that is pampered at first glance, it is a standard match for nouveau riche.

Just one word: trench!

Raising his fat hand, he twirled the heavy gold chain around his neck twice, and patted Wu Jingtian on the shoulder, "Xiao Wu, Fat Lord, I'm leaving too. Come on, wait for our good news."

Wu Jingtian hugged the computer to avoid Jing Mingcang's hand that was about to be patted, and twisted the shoulder that was patted a few times.

Speechlessly looking at Jing Mingcang, "Fat brother, don't you have any AC points for your own strength, if you keep shooting, I'm going to fall apart."

Jing Mingcang laughed so hard that the flesh on his face trembled. Facing Wu Jingtian's accusation, he didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt, "Come on, you little five, and you're still pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger like the boss."

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soon.

Among the few people on the deck, there was another magic stick and an upstart.

There is still a party on the top floor. This cruise ship is very soundproof. Even if there are ladders on the top, the music is deafening, and only a little bit of sound can be heard below.

Jing Mingcang naturally wanted to find a place that could give full play to his characteristics of a rich man, so he came to the top floor purposefully, and there were many exquisitely shaped small cakes and various wines on the surrounding dining cars.

Men and women in scantily-clad clothes shake their bodies to the blaring music, and dance close to each other from time to time.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely ambiguous.

Jing Mingcang took a glass of wine casually, drank a few sips, and then swaggered over.

Big gold rings and big gold necklaces are particularly eye-catching even under the pendulum lights that change colors from time to time.

It seems to be saying: "Come on, come on, I have a lot of money, and I am so inhumane!"

Many people, whether male or female, couldn't help but look at him.

No, exactly on his big gold ring and big gold chain.

Many beautifully dressed women are already ready to move.

Many rich people understand the vulgar principle of not revealing their wealth. Nowadays, most people who are so arrogant to show off how rich they are are nouveau riche.

If you want to say that those women who don't want to work hard on their own, but only want to be sugar daddy, they like the upstarts who are stupid and have a lot of money. They are low-educated and easy to handle.

After Jing Mingcang drank a glass of wine, he immediately picked up a glass of whiskey from the waiter's tray.

The waiter was a woman in a uniform with heavy makeup. When she saw the customer's shining big gold chain, her eyes were shining.

Seeing that the waiter still didn't leave, Jing Mingcang stared at his big gold chain, so he grinned, and frantically took out a bulging wallet from the pocket of his golden shirt.

As soon as I opened it, apart from the card, there was a thick stack of red banknotes.

Randomly pulled out some and photographed them on the tray. At a glance, there are dozens of them.

The waiter stared straight at the cute banknotes on the tray.

"Thank you, thank you—" He quickly thanked him, bent down on purpose, and squeezed out some white meat.

The face covered with thick foundation made it feel like the powder was about to fall off when I smiled.

She swallowed her saliva, and her thoughts came alive, thinking that this wealthy nouveau riche had taken a fancy to her beauty, so she pursed her lips shyly, trying to seduce him.

But when he looked up with a good expression, the golden upstart had already swaggered past her and walked away.

I was a little disappointed in my heart, but seeing the big pile of banknotes in front of me, I felt comforted again. She looked around and saw many women staring at her.

Not only women, but also men.

They were all staring at it, as if they were coming to snatch it.

Quickly stuffed the money through the neckline, then bowed his head and hurried away.

She's going to hide the money first.

After such a move, many people knew that this was an upstart with no humanity.

So many women in the back passed by Jing Mingcang intentionally or unintentionally, and some even went to strike up a conversation on their own initiative.

Jing Mingcang looked at more and more women around him, disdain and lack of interest flashed in his small eyes.

The effect he wanted has been achieved, and it will be much more convenient to do things later.

He roared proudly, "I will pay for all the consumption today, Fat Lord, and everyone can play as much as they want!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire top floor erupted, cheers and screams from men and women.

Others yelled, "Fatty is mighty!"

"The fat man is mighty!"

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Directly below the dance floor, is a conference room.

A lot of people sat around the long table inside, including the black widow, red-haired ghost, and ghost.

And it looks like they're running the meeting.

Li Gui, who was emphasizing the deployment and paying more attention to whether there were suspicious people infiltrating, heard the faint cheers from above, calling something, "Fatty is mighty?"

Frowning, he asked a man dressed as a waiter who had just entered the conference room, "What's going on up there? Who is that fat man?"

The man replied, "No abnormality, it's just a stupid upstart with a lot of money who wants to contract all the consumption today, so this is not cheering."

Li Gui nodded and waved his hand to signal that he could go out.

He also likes this kind of owner very much. Those drinks are not cheap. Now those people must be open and working hard, and they are here to give them money.

at the same time--

The god stick in Taoist robe was at the bottom floor, wandering around, when someone asked him what he was doing here.

He stroked his beard and looked the speaker from head to toe several times.

Then he shook his head vigorously.

I am very sorry.

The person who asked what he was doing here was a member of the criminal gang pretending to be a passenger.

He saw this magic stick turning around here, and thought of those shady people on this floor, so he immediately became vigilant.

Just come over and ask for a chat.

As a result, he was terrified by this magic stick.

What does it mean to shake your head and sigh.

People like them who do all kinds of bad things and lick blood at the tip of their knives mostly believe in gods, Buddhas and superstitions.

5 minute later.

The man was fooled by Bailisi back to burn incense and take a bath.

(End of this chapter)