The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 31 My surname is Pa, Dad's Pa (31)

I don't know who blew the whistle, the girl who was transferred blushed, glanced shyly and timidly, and sat back in the crowd.

The scene heated up completely, the wine bottle was turned again, and a group of booing people clapped their hands and watched nervously as the speed of the wine bottle's mouth slowed down.

Finally, trembling, he stopped in front of Jiang Tang.

The eyes of the bridge mean a lot.

Jiang Tang sneered inwardly.

In this kind of game, the master can completely control the strength, he can transfer to whoever he wants.

Bridges are such masters.

Others can't tell, but Jiang Tang is an old fritter in Fengyuechang.

If you can't see this kind of trick, isn't Master Jiang's name called for so many years in vain?

Qiao Qiao knew that although Jiang Tang looked like a fool before, she was actually a simple little girl.

He wanted to win her in this kind of game, it was easier than taking off her clothes.

This time, he was going to let Jiang Tang lose.

Undressing is probably impossible, but seeing beautiful women get drunk is also a good perk.

Qiao Qiao's smile was sure to win, and the boys around him also started booing.

However, in the next second, both sides punched, back and forth for three rounds, Qiaoqiao watched the white and tender fist in front of him, and won him effortlessly.

Even a gangster who has been in the bar for more than ten years cannot operate this skilled technique and technique.

Jiang Tang curled his lips slightly.

Under the inch-cut head, a small face as white as jade was dyed with a touch of rosy red, and when the pink lips opened and closed, it was unparalleled in beauty.

"I lost, do you still want to take off your pants?"

The girl raised her eyebrows, the narrowness and wild waves in her eyes were not concealed.

Qiaoqiao was stunned, startled by Jiang Tang's aura.

Lazy and undisciplined, with a high contempt and pride.

This is not the temperament that a little girl who knows nothing about the world can have, and Qiao Qiao can be regarded as having seen some things in the world.

Even facing the underworld boss who called himself Starscream, he didn't feel such a strong sense of oppression.

Suddenly, Qiaoqiao noticed that Jiang Tang's right hand was resting on his ear, his index finger and middle finger were slightly separated, and his wrist was drooping.

This action...

It's for cigarettes.

It's not like ordinary people ask for cigarettes, only people with a certain status will have this subconscious action.

As long as they stretch out their hands slightly, countless people behind them will rush up, kneel and lick like dogs, and light cigarettes for him.

The world of bridges feels a little bit magical.

It would be fine if the person in front of her was a gangster, but she was Jiang Tang.

The whole body exudes the aura of being immersed in power for many years, which makes people feel creepy.

Jiang Tang sneered.

She clapped her hands and stood up.

"My house has access control, let's go first, you guys have fun."

Qiaoqiao didn't say much, and watched Jiang Tang go out with complicated expressions in his eyes.

Outside the door, the night is just right.

Qing Bar is located at the end of a lonely road.

On the side of this small road, the shops are nothing more than bars and KTVs.

There are constant noises coming out, making the path even more silent.

Jiang Tang hummed a ditty and walked slowly.

The bottom of my heart is a little irritable.

This body has obviously never smoked, but she dared to become addicted to cigarettes.

Jiang Tang used to be a heavy smoker, smoking one pack after another.

A cigarette is happy, a cigarette is in a daze, and irritability is also a cigarette.

That dependence on cigarettes seemed to have been carved into her bones, and then followed her into this world.

The path was filled with the smell of smoke, and Jiang Tang quickened his pace.

She came to urge Qin Chao to be positive and live a healthy life, so she must not set a bad example for him.

(End of this chapter)