My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 82 I Like Married Wife

Two flesh-faced servants in the black yarn room threw the man to the ground, and they couldn't help laughing when they saw him fall to the ground.

"You poor scholar, I'm afraid you have lost your mind."

"Looking for a lady, I even found this place. All the girls here can be happy with money. Could it be that your lady is also a kind of thing who rides thousands of people and rides thousands of people?"

"You are talking nonsense!"

Liao Huai's eyes turned red when he heard that his beloved wife was insulted.

Waving his fists, he rushed forward to fight the two of them desperately.

But how could he, a scholar with little flesh on his body, be the opponent of these rough men from the Nujiao Gang.

Seeing Nujiao Gang gang members kicking him precisely on his chest, Liao Huai's emaciated body immediately rolled backwards like a rubber ball.

Before Liao Huai came to his senses, two vicious gang members rushed forward, and the dense fists and kicks came down like rain.

At first, Liao Huai was able to resist a little by hugging the leg of a member of the gang, but soon he lay down on the ground like a puddle of mud under the attack of the two, and he stopped shouting.

Seeing that Liao Huai was going to die if he continued to fight, the two members of the Nujiao Gang finally stopped.

This man is also a scholar after all, and it would be a troublesome thing to beat him to death at the door of Wushafang.

"tui!"

A mouthful of dark yellow viscous phlegm was accurately pasted on Liao Huai's face, and a strong stench came from it.

After spitting out a mouthful of thick phlegm, he was still puzzled, and the gang member rubbed the phlegm on Liao Huai's face with the soles of his feet.

"Boy, this time I will teach you a lesson, next time you come here to make trouble, be careful with your head!"

The departure of the two gang members did not attract Liao Huai's attention.

At this moment, Liao Huai stared blankly at the Wushafang where the singing of Yingying and swallows came out, his heart was full of pain and doubts.

He was very sure that his missing wife, Xiuzhu, was in the Wusha room.

He told her just now that she turned her head back, Xiuzhu clearly recognized him, but she didn't dare to recognize him because of the raging power of the Angry Jiao Gang.

Thinking of his wife Xiuzhu being ravaged in the black gauze room at this time, Liao Huai couldn't help feeling sad, and felt colic in his heart.

"Xiuzhu, who can save my wife?"

Thinking of the terrifying forces of the Nujiao Gang, a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Liao Huai opened and closed his mouth feebly a few times, two lines of clear tears flowed from between his disheveled temple hair, extremely bitter.

"Guest, this way."

Li Changkong followed Mr. Gui and walked into the gate of Wushafang.

Passing through the gate, there is a wide hall, which is much larger than the hall of Streak Casino.

Different from the unpleasant smell in the lobby of Streak Casino, there is a faint fragrance in the black yarn room.

While smelling it, I feel relaxed, and at the same time, there is a kind of heartbeat just around the corner.

People can't help but think of the seductive fragrance and tender and watery touch of a woman's body.

The hall is filled with lanterns and candles, illuminating the place as bright as day.

The elegant sound of the piano came.

Li Changkong fixed his eyes and saw that on the wooden high platform in the center of the hall, a beautiful woman in black gauze was sitting in front of the guqin, plucking the strings with her white and slender hands.

In front of the woman playing the piano, twelve women in tulle are dancing to the music.

With their movements, the beauty of their bodies is also looming.

The fair-skinned beauty is in sharp contrast with the translucent black gauze, and the seemingly leaky beauty instantly evokes the most primitive desires in human hearts.

This is like the black silk that everyone loved most in Li Changkong's previous life.

If you shout out on the street to see a beautiful woman, then maybe only half of the men will turn back.

If you shout on the street that there is a beautiful woman with black silk, nine out of ten men will turn their heads curiously, and one will not look because he is from Nantong.

At this moment, black gauze has ten times the effect of black silk.

This can be seen from the eyes of the men on the tea table under the high platform.

Straightforward, almost not sticking to the beauty.

Seeing a new guest coming in, the handyman at the door came up to greet him with a large teapot.

This is called ordering scented tea, which is equivalent to the entrance fee. After paying this money, you can drink tea and appreciate beautiful women in the hall.

Of course, Li Changkong definitely didn't know about this kind of thing, and it was Xiong Tong who taught him this.

So Li Changkong didn't panic when he saw this scene, he took out an ingot of broken silver from his bosom and threw it over.

But Li Changkong didn't plan to drink tea in the hall either.

There are too many people here, and it is not convenient to do anything.

So he said to Mr. Gui who was leading the way:
"Go to the private room."

Hearing this, Mr. Gui immediately showed a knowing smile on his face.

"Okay, honored guest, I wonder if you have any familiar girls?"

"No."

"Then I wonder what kind of girl you like?"

"The big bear?"

"Long legs?"

"Thin waist?"

"Still want to play with some talent?"

Li Changkong followed Mr. Gui to the stairs on the right.

The entire body of the stairs is made of ash, with a layer of red paint on the surface, and a thick layer of carpet. It feels quite thick when you step on it, and there is no squeaking sound at all.

Li Changkong walked up while listening to Mr. Gui's introduction.

Wushafang has three floors in total, the second floor is the private room, and the third floor is the VIP Pavilion.

Guests like Li Changkong can only go up to the private rooms on the second floor, and they cannot go up to the VIP Pavilion on the third floor.

After walking up a flight of stairs, Li Changkong saw small red square signs hanging on the wall.

Names like Yu'er, Misty Rain, and Peony are written on it.

This is the sign of the girl in the private room on the second floor.

Those who are still hanging on it are all girls who are now available to receive customers.

Li Changkong looked around.

The walls are densely packed, there may be hundreds of signs.

Seeing so many signs, Li Changkong couldn't help but think of Liao Huai outside the door.

Among so many girls, how many of them are the poor people who Wuyi sent people to take captive?
Li Changkong didn't know, but he added a little bit more to Wu Yi's killing intent.

"Do you think you should pick it yourself, or let me recommend it to you?"

Mr. Gui watched Li Changkong staring at the sign on the wall in a daze, and mistakenly thought that he wanted to pick it himself, but he didn't know how to do it for a while, so he asked intimately.

Hearing that Li Changkong touched his chin, he couldn't help thinking of the Xiuzhu Liao Huai was talking about.

"I'll pick it myself. Does the Xiuzhu that the person outside mentioned just now have any guests?"

"Xiuzhu, she happens to be free right now."

Hearing that Mr. Gui seemed a little strange, after all, Xiuzhu was not outstanding among so many girls.

"That's good."

Li Changkong had a wolfish smile just right on his face:
"To be honest, my hobbies are a bit special. Compared with ordinary girls, I prefer married women."

(End of this chapter)