Card drawing starts from women's clothing

Chapter 73

Xidu Nancheng.

A high-end club.

The radiant signboard, the resplendent facade, dozens of steps, and the two guards at the door in black clothes, black trousers and black sunglasses all reveal the arrogance of the poor.

This is one of the strongholds of the wolf group, and it is also the circle of ability users that the wolf group focuses on.

Passing through the ballroom on the first floor where the demons danced wildly, the casino on the second floor full of luxury, and the guest rooms on the third floor, you came to the fourth floor where the elevators can't reach, where the omega-level cadres of the Wolf Group are located.

And in a dim room, the crow who had just made a scene at the Night Watchman's Bar was bowing his head and kneeling on the ground. Cold sweat fell from his forehead into his eyes, and he didn't dare to wipe it off.

There were several leather seats in the room, encrusted with sparkling gems.

The seats were not full, and the first seat to the left and right of the leader of the wolf group, Fitz Black, was empty.

Fitz, on the other hand, was wearing a white suit and odd-looking sunglasses, almost like Owen.He is handsome, with a slightly hooked nose, but the blond hair does not hang down like a sun god like Owen, but is short and close to the scalp.

This makes the temperament of the two very different all of a sudden.

Fitz added a bit more aggressive gangster style than Irving.

If one is a dazzling son of an aristocratic family, the other is a bandit leader who occupies the mountain as king.

At this time, he crossed his legs, tilted his head, leaned on the armrest with one hand, shook the red wine in his other hand, and yawned boredly.

After a while, he took a full look at the crow, and stuck out his tongue to lick the wine stains on the corner of his mouth.

"Thrown out with Night's Watch cadres out in force. Raven huh, you're fine, fine!"

You can't tell how annoyed he is from his tone, and you even feel like he will laugh maniacally in the next second.

"Master Fitz, give me another chance, next time I promise..."

The crow knocked its head heavily on the ground, not daring to lift it up.

Fitz yawned: "Ha~Francis, this man said that the waiter seemed to knock him down with just one punch."

Francis, who was sitting on the last chair, stuffed a burger into his big mouth, took a few bites at will, took a sip of Coke, and swallowed it.

He was taller than a crow, with a height of [-] meters and three times the width of an ordinary person, making him seem like a wall.

He didn't care about the food residue between his teeth, and said, "My lord, you also know how much water this D-class crow has, and only those idiots downstairs think he is strong."

Fitz raised his eyelids: "Oh, can you do it with one punch?"

Booth, who was sitting on another chair, encouraged: "Can't we just let Francis try it, hehe..."

Booth is only 1.6 meters tall, wearing glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, thick bangs, and a greasy face covered with pimples. He looks like an underdeveloped high school student.

But how can it be so easy to become an Omega-level cadre in the wild wolf group that eats people without spitting out their bones?

Francis snorted coldly: "You pervert who only knows how to hide behind the crowd knows how to fight? That waiter, leave it to me to deal with it then."

Booth pushed up his glasses, as if afraid to provoke the tall and burly Francis.

Fitz changed his posture and said, "Francis, are you sure you want to deal with that person?"

Francis stood up from his special chair, which fell to the ground: "Crow, you treat me as that waiter, and punch me again. If you punch well, I won't hold you accountable."

Booth yelled strangely: "You said you won't pursue it if you don't pursue it. Do you think you are the leader?"

Fitz knew in his heart that he was trying to sow discord, but he still had some grudges against his words. He tapped his fingers and said, "Yes!"

Crow knew that this was his only chance. As long as he could prove that his failure was because he thought the enemy was too strong, he might still have merit or fault. After all, he found a person suspected of being a cadre.

So he cheered up, said something to Francis offended, and then punched him.

Of course, he knew that this punch was just to gain the upper hand. As long as Francis got out of the way, he would naturally have the backhand to keep up with the output.

As a veteran cadre, Francis' strength should not be underestimated.

But to his surprise, the punch that he thought would be empty hit Francis firmly in the abdomen.

The crow only felt as if his fist had hit a steel plate, but instead his finger joints were in pain.On the other hand, Francis didn't feel anything at all, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

He watched the crow grin wide.

not good!

The crow watched desperately as his big hand fell towards his head, and he couldn't dodge it because the distance was too close.

Snapped!
He grabbed the crow's head like a basketball, and threw his body out the door.

After smashing the gate and the guardrail continuously, the crow fell to the center of a ballroom, causing a commotion.Fortunately, most of the people present were capable users, and no one was injured.

The people on the first floor surrounded Crow curiously, looking at him who didn't know what was going on, and secretly took a look at the fourth floor where he fell.

On the dance floor, Qin Yue, the black widow who was rubbing shoulders with the young man, muttered, "Fatty man, it spoils my old lady's interest."

Then he left the young man behind and wanted to go to the fourth floor to settle accounts with him.

The young man was being teased all over, how could he let her go so easily.

He grabbed her wrist: "Hey, you're just leaving like this? I'm not happy yet?"

Qin Yue turned around and glanced at him with a half-smile, and suddenly his blood seemed to be frozen, as if he had been stung by a poisonous insect, and he quickly let go of his hand.

Qin Yue cast a coquettish glance at him, and walked with a variety of coquettish steps. After a while, there was a scantily clad beauty with a hot figure missing from the dance floor.

The young man was still stunned in place, and only came to his senses after being patted by a gaming friend.

His playboy friend said to him with a frightened look on his face: "You are so brave, you dare to provoke the black widow. Listen to me brother, there are thousands of beauties in nightclubs, you must not get involved with her."

"Why?" the young man asked.

His playful friend said quietly: "I heard that the black widow is the lover of the wild wolf group. In short, you stay away from her, and run as far as you can. She is not something you can control."

……

At this time, Chen Ming still didn't know that he had been listed as a key observation object by the people of the Wild Wolf Group. He was still living a life of two points and one line.

An An would often come to the store to look for her.

After going back and forth, An An and Kong Aoqing got to know each other, and even called them best friends and sisters. Chen Ming couldn't help but sigh at how quickly girls' friendships were established.

Alyssa also gained friendship. Sometimes when Chen Ming was busy practicing, it was Alyssa who went shopping and had afternoon tea with them.

Especially the more embarrassing hand-in-hand to go to the toilet, and hot springs and the like.

At this time, Chen Ming would feel sorry for Alisa and told her to go back to the space to rest.

Alisa, who has always been obedient, rejected his excessive request. After all, she also likes to take a bath with beautiful women the most.

And Chen Ming could only deal with Mao Lilan's increasingly strict and cruel training in the consciousness space that closed his senses.

Gradually, even under the condition of diluting the medicine bath, more than half of the medicine has been used up.

The heartbeat value he gained during the day has reached 80, and he is only 20 away from starting the next stage of the main mission.

In addition to practicing by himself, Zhong would also compete with Chen Ming when he was free.

Zhongye's understanding and application of abilities gave Chen Ming many new inspirations, and Chen Ming's physical skills under the guidance of Mao Lilan also benefited Zhongye a lot.

The two also became a teacher and friend.

The peaceful days ended with another cadre meeting.

　first change

　　
　
(End of this chapter)