The Best Physiognomist

"Great!"

After getting Jiang Fengye's nod of agreement, Fang Manli cheered excitedly, then quickly pulled his arm and ran straight to the karaoke hall.

Although the bald boss at the front desk opened the private room in a proper manner and notified the waiter to bring wine and fruit plates, he did not hide the disappointment in his eyes at all, which made Jiang Fengye feel a little puzzled.

After following a waitress with a pretty face and figure to the private room, he was in charge of drinking, and Fang Manli, whose throat had been kissed by an angel, was in charge of singing.

For a while, the atmosphere in the private room was warm and normal.

But when a seductive woman with heavy makeup entered the private room and implicitly asked if she needed a drinking companion service, he finally understood why the bald boss at the counter showed a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Because the special service of accompanying wine not only requires an additional expensive fee, but also consumes more wine, so it is normal for the bald boss to feel disappointed in the combination of himself and Fang Manli.

Jiang Fengye, who just wanted to drink, didn't need it, and Fang Manli, who had ulterior motives, didn't want to be disturbed, so she flatly rejected the seductive woman's sales pitch.

Perhaps because of the subtle reminder from the seductive woman just now, or perhaps because she saw that Jiang Fengye had already drunk seven bottles of beer in a row, Fang Manli, who felt that she was almost ready, switched to a more tender song, sat down next to him, and then picked up a bottle of beer and gestured.

"Brother Jiang, let's go!"

Slightly moving his butt to create a little distance, Jiang Fengye also picked up a bottle of beer and responded.

"Let's go!"

Lifting the bottle and drinking directly from mouth to mouth, Fang Manli deliberately coughed to let the wine spill into her collar when she drank one-third of the way, and then quickly unbuttoned her collar while bending down to aim at Jiang Fengye.

Facing the attractive scenery presented by Fang Manli, Jiang Fengye, whose appreciation of the scenery had been improved after being tempered by Su Lizi, Pan Xueting and Zhong Li Wanran, was only slightly absent-minded, and then his eyes were cast on the paper box on the coffee table, and then he took out a few tissues and handed them to Fang Manli.

Even the temptation of getting straight to the point could not move Jiang Fengye, which made Fang Manli feel a little aggrieved and rushed out of the private room, and then went straight to the women's bathroom in the middle of the corridor.

In response, Jiang Fengye just shook his head with a wry smile, and did not get up to chase.

Firstly, he already had Shen Luoxi, Shao Yuxuan, Zhuang Jieyan and Pan Xueting who were entangled with him, and he really didn't want to provoke other girls.

Secondly, although Fang Manli's appearance and figure were good, compared with those entangled women, she was still slightly inferior and could not arouse his instinctive impulse.

He stood up and ordered a song he had heard on his phone some time ago, "Wukong", and then leaned on the soft sofa, drinking beer while carefully savoring the meaning of the song.

The moon splashed on the starry sky, and the road was long.

The wind and smoke were gone, and the lone shadow was fading.

Who told me that I was extraordinary, who made me love and hate in a dilemma.

In the end, my heart was broken, and I didn't care about the grudges in the fantasy world...!

After singing a song that lasted nearly five minutes, Jiang Fengye couldn't help but frown and look at the glass door of the private room. Because just when the music of the song stopped, he vaguely heard Fang Manyu's angry scolding from the corridor.

Without much hesitation, Jiang Fengye reached out and picked up a bottle of beer on the table. After that, he opened the glass door and walked out of the private room, and then saw four ruffian youths standing in the middle of the corridor, and Fang Manli's clear cursing voice.

"Damn bastard, let me go."

She walked quickly to the middle of the corridor and saw a young man with his shirt unbuttoned and a tiger tattooed on his chest. He stared at Fang Manli's collar, which had not been buttoned, and grabbed her arm to seduce her.

"Girl, I lack everything except money. As long as you accompany me for a drink, I will give you 100 yuan. If you drink two glasses, I will give you 200 yuan, and so on."

"Of course, if you are willing to accompany me for one night, then I will give you 10,000 yuan directly. How about it?"

Fang Manli, who was not very scared at first, saw Jiang Fengye standing behind the crowd. When she thought of the lightning he summoned to injure the black python, she immediately had the confidence to slap the young man's ear, and then pinched her waist and humiliated him.

"Boy, I lack everything except money. As long as you accompany me for a drink, I will give you 100 yuan. If you drink two glasses, I will give you 200 yuan, and so on."

"Of course, if you are willing to let me beat you up, then I will give you 10,000 yuan directly. How about it?"

When the beautiful girl in front of them, who was like a big brother's woman, with her hands on her waist, used the same words to humiliate her companion, several ruffian youths almost laughed out loud.

The humiliated youth cursed with a livid face and reached out to tear Fang Manli's clothes.

"Damn cheap guy, you dare to humiliate your brother Zhuang, and then you will know the consequences of offending your brother Zhuang."

"Bang!"

Just when the hands of the young man who called himself Zhuang were about to touch Fang Manli's clothes, a beer bottle hit his head directly.

Accompanied by the sound of the bottle breaking, several streams of blood quickly flowed down from Zhuang Ge's head.

"You are all stupid. Didn't you see that I was hit?" After wiping the blood from his eyelids, Zhuang Ge shouted at his companions with a gloomy face.

"Boy, you dare to attack Zhuang Ge. It seems that you really don't know how many eyes the horse king has."

After hearing Zhuang Ge's roar, a young man with a green snake tattoo on his arm threatened with a grin and punched Jiang Fengye in the face.

The other three young men, one kicked his stomach, one kicked his feet, and the other took out a walkie-talkie to call for help.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Facing the punches and kicks, Jiang Fengye neither fought back nor dodged, letting them hit him.

"Ah...!"

But then, one of the three young men who attacked, clenched his palms, and two fell to the ground and hugged their feet and screamed.

The young man holding the walkie-talkie changed his face slightly, and then quickly called his companions to come to support with weapons.

The humiliated Zhuang Ge's face changed slightly, and after a cold light flashed in his eyes, he took out a switchblade from his pocket and stabbed him directly in the abdomen.

"Be careful!"

Fang Manli, who happened to see Zhuang Ge's sneak attack with a knife, immediately screamed and reminded him.

In response, Jiang Fengye still did not fight back or dodge, allowing the switchblade to pierce his abdomen.

"Snap!"

Accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, the switchblade was directly broken, and Zhuang Ge's eyes showed a look of fear.