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Chapter 3178 3200: Traces of Pluto? (40)

He looked her around, he had seen too many young ladies with heavy make-up, so he was obviously not interested.

But she was bold and kind, which made it difficult for him to say a few words.

"Who stipulated that if you are not a prostitute, you can't come here!?" Upon hearing this, Jane was not happy, she stared at her watery eyes, and saw him staring at her clothes, she immediately understood, "Do you think that all my kind Women who dress up are all indiscreet?..."

He is discriminatory!
"You think so." The man sneered, lit a cigarette and smoked it, and Jane frowned unconsciously.

She didn't speak any more, turned around and left. After opening the door, she saw a group of bodyguards blocking the door.

Brother A glanced at the sofa and saw that the man was smoking, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was in a good mood, and he blocked the way of the woman.

He asked, "Sir, are you dissatisfied with this woman?"

The man chuckled, exhaled a puff of cigarette, leaned on the back of the sofa, facing the ceiling with his back, his posture was lazy, his exposed strong chest muscles became more seductive and extremely sexy under the light.

"Ah, do I look like a whore-client?" He asked, his voice hoarse, with a deadly attraction, thick and powerful.

"This..." Brother A turned pale with shock. He didn't expect him to ask such a question. He was stunned and didn't know how to answer. The group of bodyguards behind him were also full of panic and lowered their heads.

The scene was suddenly silent, no one dared to speak, not even to move.

Jane was even more puzzled, what is the origin of this Mr. Nangong?One word can scare people like this! ?
"Tell the truth." The man was still staring at the ceiling, his voice was low, and no emotion could be heard.

"When, of course it's not like..." After Brother A said this, everyone lowered their heads even lower, and even the two strong men began to tremble a little.

"Not telling the truth." The man adjusted his posture on the sofa, but did not move his head.

"Sir..." Brother A's face was solemn, and everyone seemed to be scared out of their wits, especially the silver pistol on the coffee table, which was even more frightening.

The man on the sofa pursed his lips, and waved his hands after a while: "Okay, being a prostitute is quite new."

Hearing this sentence, everyone didn't dare to express their anger. Brother A raised his head and glanced at Mr. Nangong secretly, and found that his face was normal and he was not angry. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and stared at Jane.

If you think about it with your toes, it must be this woman who said it!

Damn it, Mr. Nangong has an outstanding appearance and an extraordinary bearing. How can he look like a prostitute?

What's more, if it's a prostitute, he won't have to worry about arranging women all day long!
Jane could understand his eyes, and didn't say a word, she just curled her lips. The man who came to the night market and hugged him left and right, even if he didn't prostitute, he was still a fool. Was she wrong?
"Can I go?" She yelled impatiently, wanting to go out, but for some reason, Brother A just glanced over to the sofa, and immediately blocked her way.

Jane didn't miss the strange look in the eyes of the black-clothed bodyguard, and then brother A was all smiles, looking extremely excited.

She frowned, turned around, and saw that the man on the sofa was still in the same posture, her eyes were full of confusion: "Is that okay? You let them take me away, I can't do the job of serving the wine!"

At this moment, for some reason, she would rather be taken away by two strong men than stay here.

(End of this chapter)