hot king

() Tang Zhong's first reaction was that this woman was Qiu Yihan.

Unfortunately not.

It doesn't taste right.Qiu Yihan never used perfume, let alone such a strong perfume.As the talent approaches, the smell of Chanel No. 5 hits us.

The height is wrong.She threw herself into her arms, and her height was about the same as her own.Qiu Yihan can also be called a tall beauty, but she can only put her face on her shoulders, unlike this woman who can directly block her mouth with her mouth.

Not in the right shape either.Judging from the size of the ru# breasts that the other party was sticking to his chest, it wasn't that Qiu Yihan's pair of ru# pigeons that could only be called normal development could be compared.

Tang Zhong is not a casual man, how could he allow a casual woman to throw himself into his arms casually?

So, punch out.

"what--"

The woman let out a miserable cry, and flew away backwards.

Pa——her body flew upside down, and fell heavily on the thick carpet above the hotel corridor.

"fuckyou!fuckyou!fuckyou—"

The woman was hit hard, and her bones ached like they were falling apart.Getting up from the ground with difficulty, he cursed loudly.

Only then did Tang Zhong see the woman's appearance clearly.

Blonde hair and brown eyes, big breasts and fat#hips, wearing a red suspenders and a small silver coat over it.

From the outside, she is indeed a first-class beauty.

However, judging from this woman's makeup and clothing, she doesn't look like a woman from a good family, but more like a 'Miss' who is engaged in a special profession.

who is she?How did she appear here?

"This is a trap." Tang Zhong thought in his heart.Not everyone yells 'fuckyou' to herself, and she will let her get what she wants.

Fortunately, his punch just now was just to push her away, not to kill the enemy.

Otherwise, she definitely doesn't have the strength or the opportunity to shout this sentence now.

Tang Zhong rushed out like lightning, dragged the woman from the ground, and quickly carried her into his room.

Kuang - he closed the door with the back of his foot, and threw the woman onto the sofa in the living room.

"Can you understand Chinese?" Tang Zhong stood in front of her and asked aloud.

"fuckyou! You bastard, I'm going to kill you—" the woman was still yelling.

Pa—— Tang Zhong slapped him on the face, and roared, "Shut up."

The woman covered her cheeks and stared at Tang Zhong in horror.

Of course, she didn't yell again to take advantage of Tang Zhong.

"It seems that you can understand Chinese." Tang Zhong said happily.He told her to 'shut up' and she immediately cooperated in keeping silent.Tang Zhong was very satisfied with this attitude. "It will be easier for us to communicate. Who are you?"

The woman still looked at Tang Zhong warily.She was frightened by Tang Zhong's beating, how could she understand Chinese?

"Oh." Tang Zhong sighed.The important task of promoting Chinese language to the world is really urgent.He asked in English, which he was not fluent in, "Who are you?"

"Kelly. Kelly? Winchell." The woman replied.

"who are you?"

"I'm a model," says Kelly Winchell.

"Model?" Tang Zhong frowned. "What model?"

"Magazines. And some TV commercials," Kelly said.

"Why did you come to my room? Who told you to come?" Tang Zhong asked.

"I don't know." Kelly shook her head.

Tang Zhong was angry, and shouted: "You don't know? How could you not know? You have already arrived in my room, and you threw yourself into my arms before you saw who I am, and you don't even know who sent you here?"

"I got a call from an informant, saying that someone offered me [-] ohms to come here to accompany you. He said you like hot girls, so I-I came." Kelly whispered.

Tang Zhong pointed to his face and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Kelly looked at it seriously, shook her head, and said, "I don't know. I haven't seen it before."

"Lonely and ignorant." Tang Zhong said angrily.She is so famous that even Yale University in the United States has her own fans, but she doesn't know who she is?It's no wonder that she can only be a small model who sells her body to save money, mainly because her vision is not wide enough and her eyes are not bright enough.

But after thinking about it, she didn't know who she was.After all, this is nothing glorious.

Kelly looked at Tang Zhong with a blank face, not knowing what he meant by "ignorance" in Chinese.It seems that there is no such sentence in English.

"Who is your informant?" Tang Zhong asked.

Kelly was silent.

The informant is a secret in the circle, how can she reveal it?

In that case, she will not be able to gain a foothold in the circle in the future.

"I'm a gentleman." Sitting opposite Kelly, Tang Zhong said in a gentle voice. "I know, you can't help but have a reason for doing this. It's not that the family is in distress, but you want to live a better life. What's wrong with this? Why are those girls who are born rich have all these things? You are no worse than them , no, you are more beautiful and outstanding than them, why can't you have the best things in the world? You are using your hard work to make money, this is hard money. It should be worthy of others' admiration rather than ridicule—"

Kelly's eyes were red.

She didn't expect this man to understand her so well, and she felt like she had found a confidant in her life.

"I respect you. But please respect me too. Okay? You didn't call me here on my own initiative. I don't know who is manipulating this behind the scenes-but I hope you can tell me the thread that brought you here Who is the person. Let me find out these things so that I can clear myself of the suspicion. Okay?"

Kelly's eye sockets became even redder, but she remained silent.

"This is such a nice guy," Kelly thought to herself. "But, I can only feel sorry for you—a good man will live a safe life."

Pa——Tang Zhong slapped her on the face again, knocking her upright body down on the sofa.

"I respect you, but you are partnering with those people to frame me." Tang Zhong said harshly. "This pissed me off. Who was the informant?"

"I don't know. I don't know." Kelly shook her head desperately.

Tang Zhong grabbed her throat and lifted her from the sofa with one hand.

"I am a very insecure person. Anyone who wants to harm me is my life and death enemy. Tell me, who is the informant who asked you to come here? How can I contact you?" Tang Zhong said in a bad voice.

With the exertion of his arms, Kelly's breathing became more and more difficult, her face was pale, her pupils were wide open, and she was almost suffocating.

Her hands desperately slapped Tang Zhong's arm, and even pinched and scratched it with her nails—this made Tang Zhong very angry.

With his other hand he grabbed both of her arms, making her unable to move.

"Tell me, who is the informant." He held Kelly's neck with one hand, and lifted Kelly up from the sofa.She dragged her body to the window, pushed the window open, pushed her head out of the window, and shouted sharply: "Tell me, who is the informant?"

The sound of the wind whistled in my ears, and the upside-down head looked at the flashing colorful neon lights outside, without the slightest sense of beauty, I could only know that it was a shiny piece.

Kelly was terrified.

Being pushed down from such a high room, the only thing waiting for her is a dead end.

She doesn't want to die.

She still has to make money.

She wants a better life.

She wanted to speak, but her throat was tightly gripped by that iron hand.She couldn't make any sound at all.

She nodded desperately, hoping that the devil-like man beside her could understand what she meant.

Tang Zhong loosened his hands a little and asked, "If you want to tell me the answer, just nod."

So Kelly nodded desperately again.

With a tug of Tang Zhong's arm, he dragged her body back.

Kelly threw herself on the carpet in the room, holding her throat and coughing violently.

She desperately needed fresh air, and she felt like she had almost suffocated.

Tang Zhong stood in front of her and asked, "Who is the informant? How can I contact you?"

"That's a website," Kelly said urgently. "It was a website. Any girl who wanted a job could sign up on the website and upload a picture of herself. And when there was a job, someone would call us - the one who would call us people are our informants."

"What website?" Tang Zhong asked.

"Yk," Kelly said. "I just registered on it. After receiving the call from the informant, I went to the place designated by the informant. Sometimes I also need to dress according to the needs of the guests-I don't know who my informant is. I have never met pass him."

Tang Zhong frowned.

He originally wanted to find traces of the informant from the model's mouth and find him out of the mouse hole, so as to face the coming danger and attack.

However, if it's just a website, the situation is very troublesome.

Because even if he found the website, maybe the manipulator behind the scenes just directed all this by making anonymous phone calls?

"This line is broken like this?" This is the result Tang Zhong is unwilling to accept.

Tang Zhong looked at the blonde girl in front of him and said, "Kelly, can you massage?"

"Massage?" Kelly looked at Tang Zhong in surprise.What on earth is he trying to do?

"Yes. My foot hurts a little. Come and help me pinch it." Tang Zhong said.Kick off the slippers on your feet, and stretch your feet on the opposite sofa. "Since someone paid three thousand euros for me, I can't just let you go without doing something—"

"But—" Kelly looked at Tang Zhong, and said cautiously, "I can provide other services."

"You think beautiful." Tang Zhong said. "Cut the bullshit. Come get a massage."

"—"