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() What should be discussed has been discussed, and Mu Feng also has an idea, but he is not in a hurry to leave, because some acquaintances have already arrived.

Sure enough, as soon as the two drank two bottles of wine, the door of the box was knocked open, and a young master flew in backwards, curled up on the ground, the kick was obviously not light.

"Mom Caori, what are you? This box is my favorite, kick him out." A young man yelled at the young master.

The young master struggled to get up from the ground, feeling extremely aggrieved, but he also knew that being a young master in an entertainment place would inevitably encounter these things.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but the private room is already occupied, you can't~~~~~~" Without saying a word, the young master was slapped on the face again, and he was slapped directly on the coffee table, and the wine of Mu Feng and the others was thrown away. overturned.

Kang Tian frowned, but just as he was about to say something, he saw Mu Feng give him a look, and immediately understood, but his tone was still not very friendly, "What's the trouble, didn't you see us drinking?"

The young master who was about to cry got up and quickly apologized to Mu Feng and the two, "You two gentlemen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Hmph! I'm sorry, forget it, I'll go to your manager now." Kang Tiantian stood up in a hurry. Of course, Manager Zhao was a fake. He just left with an excuse to go to Fang's house to find Serena. The two had to do what Mu Feng did just now. said that thing.

"A cripple, you have to be a fart." Seeing Kang Tian walk out the door, the young man who just hit the young master said disdainfully, and then looked at Mu Feng slowly, "Brother, the wine is almost drunk, shouldn't it be too late?" Let's go, today is mine."

Mu Feng smiled lightly, lit a cigarette, took a puff leisurely, poured another glass of wine slowly, and said to himself, "It's been a long night and I don't want to sleep, so it's okay to drink two more glasses."

The meaning is very direct, he has no intention of leaving.

It was very sure that this person was looking for trouble on purpose, and Feng Hao arranged it if nothing happened. Now that the game has already started, there is no reason not to continue playing.

The young man snorted and said angrily, "My friend is so disrespectful."

"Why should I give you face, I know you?"

"It's too much for you to occupy such a large private room by yourself, but I'm different. I'm inviting a few famous friends here to drink. I said, no matter how much you spend tonight, it will be mine."

Mu Feng flicked the cigarette ash, took another sip of wine, "I'm not short of money."

"You!" The young man knew in his heart that he was deliberately finding fault, but he was still a little annoyed by Mu Feng's mouth.

The circle in Kyoto is neither small nor big, the Taizidang group of people all know each other, even if it is wrong, they will not be so blatantly disrespectful, after all, they still have to give face to the older generation.

This young master of the Feng family who is not officially home is really a little arrogant. It is reasonable to say that young people would not dare to do this. The person in charge is still the young master of the Feng family, so he became more courageous and had no scruples.

"Heh!" With a sneer, the young man clasped his hands and said, "My friend, it's quite arrogant."

"It's okay." Mu Feng still had the same expression.

"You really won't let me."

Mu Feng didn't answer, walked to the karaoke machine, clicked a song that he didn't know much, and roared with his tone-deaf voice, he didn't take the young man seriously at all.

"Okay, you have the guts." The young man turned and walked out of the private room.

After a while, another seven or eight young people came. Seeing Mu Feng entertaining himself, the fire in his stomach came up.

Mu Feng was roaring vigorously, when suddenly the LCD TV was turned off, and he put down the microphone, Mu Feng looked at seven or eight young people, raised his eyebrows, "Why, are you looking for trouble?"

"Boy, you are the one who is looking for trouble. Let me tell you, you can't afford to offend everyone here. I advise you to get out of here."

"Let me go? Hehe, you don't have that qualification." Mu Feng picked up the wine glass, took another sip, and then leaned on the sofa, "Go as far as you can, don't disturb Lao Tzu's pleasure."

"I would like to see what qualifications you have." Two or three young people have already rushed forward.

Seeing this, Mu Feng put down his wine glass, without using any shocking skills, he knocked down the three of them with a few simple moves, and then also knocked down the other people who hadn't moved.

It is said that beating people does not slap people in the face, and Mu Feng also specially slapped them in the face. After a few minutes, the faces of seven or eight young people almost changed fundamentally from their original appearance.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Feng Hao walked in slowly from the outside, feeling that the time was almost up, he saw this scene when he was taken to the box by the young master, and immediately changed his color, "What's wrong with you?"

"Brother Hao, you are here, this kid is too much, let him be fucked." A young man yelled, since it is an act, it must be done like it.

Only then did Feng Hao stare at Mu Feng sitting in the dark private room, showing surprise, "Brother, it's you."

"Isn't this me? Why, you know them." Mu Feng narrowed his eyes and said.

He really wanted to see what Feng Hao was going to do, or let these people find fault, what was the purpose.

"You all get up, what are you doing, you are all on your own." Feng Hao sighed, pulled a few young people up, and said to Mu Feng at the same time, "Brother, they are all my friends, I don't know if it is you, look at me , I was one step too late."

"Brother Hao, who is he?"

Glancing at the man, Feng Hao raised his voice, "Listen to me, all of you, this is my brother, my uncle's son, we are friends, but we can't offend my brother."

"Brother Hao, don't we know about this~~~~~ It's really a flood that destroyed the Dragon King Temple."

Seven or eight young people quickly stood up and apologized to Mu Feng.

"fine."

"Brother, what about sister-in-laws, why did you come here to play alone?" Feng Hao sat down with a smile.

Shrugging his shoulders, Mu Feng said, "They've gone back, and there are two more at Grandpa's house, otherwise I wouldn't dare to come out for a drink."

"That's true. Men, it's inevitable to come out and have fun. Women won't understand. Brother, since you are alone, let's have a drink together tonight." Feng Hao suggested.

The seven or eight young people who were beaten also poured wine immediately, and raised their glasses before Mu Feng could speak, "Big brother, you are Brother Hao's big brother and our big brother, what's wrong with you just now?" , and please don’t take it to heart, let’s drink this glass of wine first as a respect.”

After several young people finished the wine, Mu Feng picked up the wine glass and said with a smile, "Brothers, you are joking, I went too far just now, so you should not take it to heart."

After drinking a glass of wine, and Feng Hao's rounding up, everyone sat down.

Drinking and singing in a high-end ktv, you can do without everything, but you can't do without women. After a while, a beautiful woman with a first-class body and face came in. When she first came in, she saw a few young people with red and swollen faces It's still very strange with the Qingpao.

However, after stuffing a lot of banknotes into the underwear, there was only a smile on the face, and the older brothers waited for a group of men to drink.

The only girl who didn't move sat quietly beside Mu Feng, holding the skirt tightly with both hands, trying to pull it down, as if she didn't want her slender thighs to be seen by others.

Mu Feng thinks this girl is very interesting, judging from her appearance, she should be ten years old, and she should be a virgin.

He's an old hand, he can tell if he's a virgin at a glance, but on a woman, he can tell from several places, such as eyebrows, luster, and more, let's not talk about it, keep it a secret.

Tonight, Feng Hao and the others made it clear what their plans were, and this little girl didn't seem to be the hostess of the night show.

In this way, the problem came, Feng Hao must be planning to use this little girl to make a fuss.

"What are you doing in a daze, I paid you to come and sit down, and you haven't poured wine for my brother." Before Feng Hao could speak, a young man said.

The little girl let out an oh, and then poured the wine clumsily, obviously thinking about other things in her mind, and she didn't recover until the wine was full.

"Grass! What are you doing?" The young man who was speaking just now roared and raised his hand. He was about to hit him, but was caught by Mu Feng.

Feng Hao and the others and a group of accompanying girls also quieted down. Looking at this scene, a bewitched smile flashed across the corner of their mouths and soon disappeared.

"Brother, how about changing it for you?"

"Forget it, isn't it just a glass of wine?" Mu Feng picked up the wine and drank it in one gulp, and put the little girl in his arms, at that moment, he clearly felt her body trembling.

"You're scared."

"No~~~No!" The little girl pretended to be calm.

"Have a drink with me." Mu Feng pursed his lips and chuckled, it's unclear whether this little girl deliberately put on this weak side.

I don't even know what Feng Hao's plan is tonight, but no matter what the plan is, he probably wants to plot against himself.

Since you want to calculate, then let him do so and see his ultimate goal.

"I, I, I~~~ I don't know how to drink."

"Really not?" Mu Feng suddenly showed a bewildered look, and looked at the little girl's not-so-majestic breasts, "I've come here, even if you don't know how to drink, you have to drink."

"I~~~~~~~~"

"Have a drink first." Mu Feng brought the poured wine to the little girl's mouth and motioned her to drink. The little girl was really scared, not only afraid of Mu Feng, but also afraid of Feng Hao and others.

Looking at Mu Feng's eyes, I felt contempt for a while. I didn't believe that a place like the night market was very chaotic before, but I finally felt it tonight.

"Well, don't you want to drink?" Mu Feng frowned slightly.

"I drink!" The little girl took the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, and then coughed violently.

Mu Feng pulled a piece of paper to wipe the little girl's face, moved his head closer, touched her little face with his face intentionally or unintentionally, Lou Zhu's hand also began to gently caress her.

"You are beautiful."

"Yeah!" Liu Xiaofei's heart was beating wildly, and she scolded this man who wantonly took advantage of him to death, but she couldn't stop him. She knew that if there was something that dissatisfied the other party, what was waiting for her was what consequences.

Mu Feng smiled to himself, he could feel that the little girl was really scared, but the game continued, so he had to keep playing, right? If he had scruples at this moment, not only would he not be able to help her, but it would bring her harm.

It's already obvious.

This little girl is not a nightclub, her reaction is completely natural, it cannot be pretended by decoration, all of this is a game Feng Hao set up for herself.

Hehe, this brother is really interesting, using a woman to deal with him, is it because I am lustful?

But even if I'm good-natured, I don't just hug a woman to bed.

Fenghao Fenghao, you still don't understand me.

Thinking of all this, Mu Feng's hand has already gone around Liu Xiaofei's back, inserted into the underwear, playing with a little pigeon, gently kneading it.

"No~ don't."

"What did you say?" Mu Feng touched her earlobe with his lips, breathed lightly, and said softly.

Liu Xiaofei tightly grasped Mu Feng's clothes with both hands, a little girl who had never experienced this, how could she stand such a provocation, and under the fear and nervous mood, she had an unprecedented wonderful feeling.

"Please!" Liu Xiaofei made a voice smaller than a mosquito.

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