After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

At night, the Republic of China Street was full of lights and lights, and the sound of people's k-songs spread to the sky. Standing on this street, the whole person was dizzy and the eardrum was trembling.

In the blue ice ktv at the deepest part of Minguo Street, it took a long time to walk along the long colored channel to the dance floor.

Yange wore a school uniform and danced on the dance floor for a while before climbing to the bar and ordering two glasses of wine.

After drinking for a while, she picked up the phone, hung up after saying a few words with the people on the phone, staggered into the elevator and went to the fourth floor.

The Blue Ice Bar is very large, with two floors below ground and six floors above the ground. There are numerous private rooms, as well as a chess and card room and a whole service of billiards and bowling.

Therefore, Lan Bing has always been the most popular place in this Republic Street.

On the fourth floor, when the elevator came out, there was a service staff at the door of the elevator. Seeing the song came out, he asked which box was busy.

Which box?

As if drunk, Yan Ge holding the wall frowning and thinking, "428 seems to be."

The service staff then pointed the way.

Yange walked towards 428 with a bit of a footstep.

The door of 428 was locked inward.

Yan Song knocked on the door several times and couldn't open it. He simply lifted his foot and knocked on the door: "Open the door, you jerk, and leave without opening the door."

The little girl has a good voice, tender and soft, and has a kind of drunkenness and tenderness, even if the voice is cursing, it is not good.

She scolded her for a few words before the door was opened.

The man inside was a dark red shirt, and his lower body was a pair of casual pants with gold-framed eyes. They were very stylish, but he was tall and fat, and looked sturdy.

Yan Ge saw him, held him, and looked in again with a probe, and said with a wooden tongue, "Where are they, Xiaotong? Who are you? Is this Xiaotong's puppet ..."

She said about half, frowning at the man, indignantly: "You are Xiaotong they invited? Where are they now?"

After learning about it, I remembered calling and asking, so I took out my mobile phone and dialed the phone number shown as Xiao Tong.

The man reached out quickly and took the phone call.

As soon as the phone was connected, a deafening k-song came from that end, and a girl's voice shouted, "Hey, hello, words, where are you, you, Yang Hao didn't find you on the dance floor, feed you Can you hear me, where are you now? What are you talking about, why can't I hear anything, hey hey, word? "

The man hung up and did not return the phone to Yange.

Yan Ge reached out to grab the phone several times and was avoided by the man.

Finally, the man took the trend and drunk the instable speech song into his arms. He half dragged the speech song into the box and asked: Little girl, who do you say you are looking for? "

Yan Ge couldn't get rid of his embrace, and he was so angry that he raised his hand to slap in the face: "Where is Xiao Tong, let her come out, is it fun to play like this?"

Her wrist was pinched by a man.

The other two in the box said, "What are you doing, Luo Zhi? Where did you get the chick?"

"It's a school girl." The man named Luo Zhi squinted, looking at Yan Ge's eyes, but he let it go: "I sent it myself."

"Don't be a sunspot."

This is their jargon, the note that the sunspot refers to.

Luo Zhihaha laughed: "I'm not afraid."

Yange seemed to realize that this was not right. She changed her face and glared at the men. Then she struggled to get rid of Luo Zhi: "What are you, let me go, let me go."