Strategy to Attack the System

The next day, the staff reported that after a thorough investigation, they determined that Du Qi was secretly in close contact with a woman who often appeared in the club. (((Cartino Novel Network www.ltnovel.com)))

They were lovers. The woman was the wife of the leader of the Beicheng line. After she became a widow, she took over the shameless power, and she was in trouble.

That woman was called Mrs. Magnolia because she loved the magnolia flower very much.

Jiang Fu had worked with her several times before, but because he didn't want to wade too deep, he didn't have too much contact. This time, he asked someone to contact Mrs. Yulan for Du Qi.

Mrs. Yulan responded quickly and agreed to see you at the club at seven tomorrow night.

This time Jiang Fu did not bring Yuan Chen, but was invited to go alone.

The club was run by Mrs. Magnolia. As soon as Jiang Fu arrived at the door, a waiter led him in. After reaching the top of the club, the bodyguard behind him was stopped outside.

"Second Lord, Mrs. Yulan only invites you in."

The waiter explained with sincerity and trepidation that there were people he didn't dare to offend on both sides.

Jiang Fu didn't embarrass him. After instructing the bodyguard to wait outside the door, he pushed the door in alone.

Mrs. Magnolia was lying on the soft bed and talking to the microphone. The tactful female voice was wrapped in infinite flattery. After seeing Jiang Fu coming in, she blinked at him charmingly, but without delay, she groaned at the microphone again. He laughed a few times and murmured like a lover.

She wore a cheongsam in a light red color, and her figure showed a bumpy figure because of her lying position. The hem that diverged from the side of her thigh revealed her ski-white legs. The black silk stockings were braced with beautiful lace, and the bottom was painted. The jade feet with red nails are graceful and beautiful.

Jiang Fu glanced at her quietly and then withdrew his gaze, sat on the chair with fine cushions in the room for himself, pinched a cigarette and bit in his mouth.

He was wearing a clean white shirt with a popular striped waistcoat, black trousers stepped on the boots, and the lining legs were slender, and the innocence and innocence emerging from his body looked like an innocent college student.

Mrs. Yulan spoke to the microphone for a few more minutes before she hung up. She did not get up either, still lying down and laughing towards Jiang Fu, her beautiful eyes expressing affection.

"Second Master is really a rare visitor, and he is finally willing to come to me."

Jiang Fu bit the cigarette and smiled, took a rouge box from his pocket and put it on the table beside him, smiling gently.

"I saw a nice thing on the street yesterday. I thought it would be more suitable for you, so I brought it to you. The courtesy is a little lighter, so don't be surprised, Madam."

Only then did Mrs. Yulan get up, her snow-white jade feet got into the red shoes, and the bright colors were full of ambiguous provocations. She looked at Jiang Fu, who was still smiling, swaying and walking to the table. He leaned on his elbows like bones, and then picked up the rouge box.

There is a beautiful woman painted in the back, and the bright red is particularly attractive.

Mrs. Yulan lifted the lid of the box, rubbed a little scarlet powder with her fingertips, and lightly touched Jiang Fu's lips.

Jiang Fu lazily raised his eyes to look at her, the black eyes on his greasy face were clear and clear, and the bright red on his lips was full of inspiring beauty, and the whole heart was tightened in an instant. .

Mrs. Yulan smiled charmingly, with a slight jealousy in her admiration.

"I remember the last time I saw my second master three years ago. I didn't expect that after so long, the second master seemed to have never changed. She was more beautiful than any girl I have ever seen."

Comparing the famous second master in Beicheng with the girl's house, it is obvious that Mrs. Yulan is very bold.

But Jiang Fu was not angry either, he just hooked her wrist and held the slender woman in his arms.

The slightly drooping corners of his eyes exude a squishy style, like a treasure in the deep forest being quietly opened an inch, the supreme brilliance is dazzling.

He smiled slightly, and the dimples on his cheeks were as sweet as smoky strong wine, tempting people to fall.

Mrs. Yulan's breath was choked, and she felt a sense of despicable humiliation. She plucked her hair behind her ears, and her jade arm lightly swept Jiang Fu's neck, hanging in Jiang Fu's ear with a smile.

"What I'm telling is the truth. Don't be angry with the second master."

Before she finished her words, her words were suddenly stopped, and her astonished eyes slid from the bite marks on Jiang Fu's earlobe to his slightly greasy back neck.

It was covered with dense hickeys, deep and heavy, and unabashedly declared the ownership.

Even in a trance, Mrs. Yulan could smell the faint scent of saponaria on Jiang Fu's body. It seemed that she had just taken a shower before coming, and there was still a hint of unfamiliar smell wrapped in the refreshing cleanness.

That powerful intrusion seemed to completely leave his exclusive marks inside and out, and it was more like a straightforward warning to the unruly outsider.

Madam Yulan's expression changed slightly, but her waist was pressed by the second master's hand. The slender hand climbed up like an invisible snake, and then a cold sharp texture against Madam Yulan's back.

Jiang Fu's smile remained undiminished, and when she was staring at Mrs. Magnolia with her dazzling black eyes under the light, she would have the illusion of being deeply loved.

The words of the beautifully shaped lips were sweet and ruthless.

"I have never done anything to women, Mrs. Yulan, you are very fortunate to be the first."

An instant panic flashed across Mrs. Yulan's face, and then she calmed down again. No one next to her touched Jiang Fu's lips with her nails coated with Kodan, and her laughter was full of regret.

"Second Lord, you are such a treasure, I don’t want to let you go. But I’m really sorry. There are too many people coveting you. If I don’t join in, I’m really afraid that I won’t get anything. Second Lord, please understand. I’m a hard-working woman."

Jiang Fu raised his eyes and looked at him. Before he opened his mouth, he felt black for a while. Mrs. Magnolia's charming face turned into many ghosts, and then it fell into darkness.

Mrs. Magnolia flicked her nails, and the medicine hidden in the slit fell silently into the air and turned into smoke.

She pityed Jiang Fu's slippery side face, then walked to a wall inside and tapped gently.

The wall was pushed aside from inside, and two young singers in cheongsam came out.

Mrs. Yulan ordered.

"Send people out, be careful."

The singer responded, and then tacitly put the unconscious Jiang Fu's arm on her shoulders, and helped him into the secret tunnel behind the wall.

After the person disappeared, the wall slowly closed seamlessly.

On the black car outside the club is Yuan Chen's subordinates arranged in advance, quietly guarding the door to watch the changes.

As the night darkened, and the prosperity of the North City was still flourishing, a group of singers dressed in cheongsam and shawl came out of the club. They smiled and shoved and walked together into the civilian alley not far away.

This is the shift point every night. The dancers wear heavy makeup, the graceful cheongsam outlines the exquisite figure, the lace stockings are wrapped around the snow-white thighs, and they can easily attract everyone's attention wherever they go.

Several subordinates in the car also looked at them at the same time, staring blankly.

The person in the passenger seat was Yuan Chen's confidant. He kept in mind the task of monitoring this time, and he calmly reminded other distracted people.

"Let me watch the door!"

The other people awoke from a dream and quickly looked away, and the young face couldn't help but flush.

The confidant glanced at his subordinates in the rearview mirror, then coldly withdrew his gaze, and continued to stare at the entrance of the club.

The aftermath of the dancers passing by the far away street in front of them, the colorful cheongsams on them were reflected by the lights on the roadside, and one of the dancers in the malachite green cheongsam was particularly outstanding. She was taller than the others. , The shoulders seem to be wider, but the slender figure is still very bright.

The shawl wrapped her head, and the black hair was exposed in the gap that was raised by the wind, blending with the thick dark color, making it hard to recognize.

She seemed to be drunk, and with the swayed body swaying from the other dancing girl's laughter, her footsteps were a little chaotic.

The dancers on the left and right held her arms intimately and kept talking, and they looked familiar and natural.

A strange strangeness flashed in his confidant's heart. When he wanted to take a closer look, the group of dancing girls had already crossed the road, and their shadowy figures were blocked by the traffic.

The confidant hesitated for a second, and was hesitating to get out of the car, when he suddenly heard the men in the back seat shouting nervously.

"Look across the street!"

His confidant eyelids jerked, and he quickly looked across the street, one of the upstarts who had been driven out of the North City.

Yuan Chen said that he should watch anyone who shouldn't show up.

The confidant decisively withdrew the suspicion just now, and solemnly ordered them.

"Catch it!"

The man in the back seat quickly opened the door and chased after him. His confidant continued to stare at the door of the club, but he was always a little uneasy for some reason. After waiting ten minutes anxiously, he finally couldn't help but say.

"You continue to stare, I will go upstairs to take a look at the situation of the second master."

When he walked to the high-level room, the second master's bodyguard was still waiting at the door loyally.

The confidant glanced at them calmly, and both of them shook their heads slightly, indicating that there was nothing unusual inside.

The confidant thought for a moment and knocked on the door.

After a while, Mrs. Magnolia opened the door, her expression unhappy.

"My second master and I haven't finished talking, why are you so ignorant of the rules."

In the gap exposed by the door, you can see half of the sofa in the room. The person with his back to his confidant has black hair and white back neck. He is swaying the goblet lazily. In the dim light, his quiet appearance is indeed the second master. .

The worries in his confidant were immediately dispelled, and he bowed apologetically to Mrs. Yulan.

"Sorry to disturb you."

Mrs. Yulan snorted and closed the door heavily.

She walked to the sofa chair with her arm, leaning on the side and whispered.

"It can really fool them."

The person on the sofa raised his head slightly, revealing a white face, he smiled lightly and said.

"After all, there have been so many characters on the stage, and they don't dare to really look at the second master carefully. I was just a botched fluke to get past."

He lowered his head, playing with the rouge box that Mrs. Magnolia left on the table in his palm, as if he had picked up a treasure that he couldn't put down by accident.

He asked gently.

"Can this rouge box be given to me?"

When Mrs. Yulan scanned the rouge box in his hand, she agreed, and sighed again within a few seconds.

"Master Yue, you have to drip this muddy water this time. If we can't defeat the second master, then you may never have the opportunity to come on stage and sing."

"It's not in the way."

Yue Lu answered quickly. He just looked at the rouge box intently, with gentle and obsessive eyes, as if he could get one step closer to that person through the little thing that that person had touched.

"I just don't want to see him being owned by anyone. He belongs to our second master."