eight dance partners with my boyfriend

With one hand on the counter, two slender fingers tapped on the table a few times, the young woman raised her head from the bloody idol drama on the phone screen, and stared blankly at the three people in front of her.

To be precise, two men, and a high school student?

The young woman was not sure, but she immediately paused the TV series, straightened her body and said seriously: "Gentlemen, what's the matter? Looking for someone in the chess and card room?"

Jiao Cheng looked around and found that the chess and card room was a bit older than the outside, and the peeling wall was a little black. There was a burst of laughter from inside, like the cheers of winning money, and there was a smell of smoke in the air. , and the smell of instant noodles?

He lowered his head, and the receptionist really made a cup of instant noodles, which was a bit mushy.Jiao Cheng wore a mask and didn't smell very clearly. He met the woman's suspicious eyes and pushed Lu Luanqing who was beside him.

Lu Luanqing felt that her nostrils still hurt a little, and she was pushed onto the "battlefield" before she had time to expose the plot of the scumbag Jiao Cheng.

"Sister, we are that one."

The woman frowned: "Which one?"

Lu Liqing moved closer and whispered: "Preach."

The woman suddenly realized, but still couldn't help but glanced at them a few times, with vigilance hidden in her eyes.

Seeing her keep looking here, Jiao Cheng pulled his mask and coughed a few times: "I'm allergic."

Lu Luanqing pulled the young woman as he said at the beginning, pulled her aside, and whispered: "Sister, I have consulted before, and today I bring these two to cooperate, big business... If you don't believe me, you can check List, I am that Lu Xiaoqing."

The young woman did check, but she was not sure if he was talking about it, so she lowered her head and made a call.

While waiting, Jiao Cheng also took a closer look. This floor is indeed an ordinary chess and card room, with several rooms, but it is a bit strange that a reception desk is specially arranged.

After a while, a man with a scar on his face came and took them to the basement. The basement was quite old, the decoration was not new, and it smelled musty.

At the end of the path is a room, and a large screen can be seen from the half-open door. Just as Lu Liqing took out his mobile phone halfway, the man with the scar glanced over, and Li Fei immediately grabbed his hand.

Lu Luanqing didn't speak, his whole arm shook, and the phone almost slipped out.

Then the three of them walked into the room, the ground was full of wires, there were two massage chairs on the front side, and several microwave ovens. They just went to take a look, but the man with the scar suddenly stopped and said at the door: "You wait here Bar."

Then the door was closed.

The three of them looked at each other in shock, and rushed to open the door.

locked……

"Fuck." Li Fei burst into a foul language, rubbed his hair vigorously, his eyebrows bulged, "The reason is really too clumsy."

Jiao Cheng didn't get annoyed, he knocked on the massage chair in the corner annoyedly, and waved to Li Feidan: "Take a look, is there anything special about this kind of massage chair, it seems to be similar to the one my dad uses?"

Lu Liqing stood there dumbfounded. The air in the cramped room was too turbid, and he suddenly felt a sense of suffocation. His palms were already wet as he had never encountered such a situation before. Countless scenes of gangster kidnapping and being torn apart flashed through his mind. He wanted to study the massage chair, so he knocked on the door in anger, "Open the door! Open the door! Why are you shutting us down!!"

After several minutes of shooting, there was no movement.

Lu Liqing turned around trembling, her face pale.

What happens when a kidnapper takes a hostage?

torture?blackmail?Torn ticket?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, his forehead was covered with sweat.At home, Zhima is one year old and is not yet an adult, his father's property is still waiting to be inherited, and Shuai 1 can't find it! !If there is something wrong with him...

hum.

"What are you doing?" Li Feizhang couldn't help turning his head to ask the nervous intern.

Lu Luanqing opened his mouth and swallowed, "We... were locked up."

Li Feidan: "And then?"

"Will they do...bad things to us." His mind was stuck, and it took him a long time to come up with such an inappropriate word.

Jiao Cheng finally found the sign, and couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and there was a muffled sound in the mask: "What are you afraid of, don't you still have a mobile phone?"

Lu Luanqing froze for a moment, touched the things in his pocket, and finally let out a long sigh of relief, swiped the screen, unlocked it, and luckily there was electricity.

The chat dialog box stayed at the last one with Liu Dazhuang, and Lu Luanqing entered and sent another one:

Lu: You don't know what happened to me now, it's so exciting...

Failed to send message.

Lu Liqing was taken aback, and sent it again, but it still failed.

"Hey, do you have a signal..."

Three men, three meditations.

They really are locked up.

"Is it so difficult to work now? Criminal police treatment?" Li Feizhang said silently.

"My dad said that the public food is very stable and there will be no danger to life." Lu Liqing sighed.

Jiao Cheng ignored the reproaches of the two people, his face became more itchy, and he couldn't help taking off the mask, and Li Feidan stopped him after just a few scratches.

Lu Luanqing looked at their ambiguous movements, pretending not to see them, and swallowed hard: "I wanted to ask you in the office, what's wrong with your face?"

Jiao Cheng reluctantly put on the mask again, trying to suppress the itching, "I'm allergic to catkins."

"Oh."

Looking at the young master's weird face, Jiao Cheng suddenly remembered that when he went to the market, the other party seemed to ask him about his partner. Now, did he not recognize Li Feidan, or did he just hear the name?Suddenly a little uncertain.

"Are you an intern?" Li Feidan stared at him and asked.

Lu Luanqing suddenly felt that something was wrong, but couldn't remember where it was, so he nodded in confusion.

"How did you know what you said when you went to the market before?" Jiao Cheng thought that there was no one else here, so he opened his mouth and asked directly.

Lu Luanqing suddenly petrified, his eyes swept back and forth in front of the two men in front of him, swallowed, why did his boss propose another man in front of him and his little lover?

Is this a special fetish?

Lu Liqing cleared her throat, and lied in a strange way: "Listen to what others said."

"Others?" Jiao Cheng couldn't help frowning, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside, breathing heavily, approaching a little bit.

"Someone is here?" Lu Liqing said subconsciously, and Jiao Cheng quickly stood up.

The one who pushed the door and walked in was a fat man, he was not tall, but his territory was very stable, he shot at the three people in the room with disdain, followed by the man with the scar just now.

"The three of you have been waiting for a long time." He said slowly, his eyes narrowed.

Li Feidan: "Hello."

The fat man squinted at Li Feidan, and flicked the cigarette ash in his hand: "You said you want to talk about business, who will talk about it?"

As soon as this sentence fell, Li Feidan blinked first, as if asking who the boss was, and then Jiao Cheng took two steps back consciously.

The fat man smiled happily, raised his hand, and the man with the scar gave Li Feizhang a cigarette with discernment, and Li Feizhang naturally took it and lit it, taking a puff casually.

"What kind of business do you want to talk about?" The fat man spoke very slowly, and looked up vigorously at Li Feidan.

He would answer this question, but Lu Liqing quickly answered, "Massage chair."

There was a sudden silence in the room, Jiao Cheng pulled his mask, always felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, the fat man was playing with the cigarette in his hand, his expression was bright and dark, an unknown emotion was flowing in his heart, was it too smooth?

"Oh——" the fat man raised his eyebrows, "The business of massage chairs, didn't you introduce it?"

Li Feidan frowned slightly, didn't quite understand what he meant, but still put his hands in his pockets, and laughed loudly: "This can't be hidden from your eyes, big brother."

The fat man seemed quite satisfied, he smiled knowingly, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stomped it out with the tight arrow leather shoes.

As soon as the movement was over, the man with the scar suddenly got up and grabbed Li Feidan's arm. Seeing that he was not feeling well, Li Feidan immediately stretched his legs and swept across, turning sideways. The man with the scar had obviously practiced before, and leaned over to grab the back of his head , stepped forward and folded his hands to lock his throat, who knew that he was kicked on his back by his hands, and staggered back.

The man with the scar was furious, not to mention the three men, he had knocked down thirty of them before, and seeing that his two moves were dismantled by the man in front of him, he became serious with hatred, and grabbed the man's arm and broke it hard...

Lu Luanqing was dumbfounded. He was an innocent college student, and he just came out to experience life, but now he even encountered gangsters fighting...

Seeing the "true roommate" being entangled, his whole face was flushed, and he threw his backhand directly on the back. The sound frightened him to hear the sound of his arm smashing, and he stepped back several steps, only to see the fat man at the door with a crimson face , A few more people rushed in from outside, all of them were very strong, Lu Liqing was stunned, just as they were about to pounce, their eyes suddenly closed——

Open it again.

The black-haired man flicked his bangs with his side arm, half of the mask was drooped, hanging loosely on his ears, he kicked sideways, and directly swept the big fat man in front of him, and kicked the other person behind him like lightning After going out, the tall body straightened back a few steps and fell to the ground...

Jiao Cheng reached out to grab Lu Luanqing, and pushed him in. Lu Luanqing was protected in the corner by the two of them in a daze, a sense of security spontaneously arose.

"Take a picture!" Jiao Cheng turned to him and said.

Lu Luanqing quickly took out the mobile phone in his pocket, trembling a few times, called out the camera function, and scanned the furnishings in the house. Suddenly, he saw the man with the scar on the ground reaching for an iron pipe in the corner, gritted his teeth and stood up abruptly, holding the steel pipe. It hit Li Feidan's blind spot——

It was too late to say that, Jiao Cheng swung away the obstacle in front of him with a punch, caught the steel pipe directly from the corner of his eye, caught the scarred man's wrist and the back of his shoulder and locked it.Li Feidan reacted immediately, kicked his leg and grabbed his shoulder, twisted it directly, and there was a click, and there was a scream in the room...

Lu Luanqing froze in place, the hand of the video was not working hard, holding it stupidly, staring dumbfounded at the two people in front of him, a few people on the ground were screaming in pain, and a dusty mask fell off beside him...

Hold.

What Senior Yuan Yu...

He's into the "roommate" stock!

A police siren was heard not far away, and a colleague suddenly barged in. The fat man at the door fell to the ground in fright. He said anxiously, "Are you all right!!!"

Walking out of the gate of the police station, it was already dark, and many people in the station had already arrived. They handed over the video taken by Lu Luanqing to the police. The matter was officially referred to the police.

Li Feidan followed behind him, hugged Jiao Cheng, and said, "My wife is really strong, I really believe you are a pilot now."

Jiao Cheng patted his chest/chest: "It happened 800 years ago, and he was a pilot, and the plane crashed before even flying." After finishing speaking, he took out his phone, and Jiao Jianxiang seemed to know about it from other places. After sending more than a dozen messages in a row, Jiao Cheng hurriedly replied with a safe message, and several push messages popped up in the message box.

"Are you going to have a master class these two days?" Jiao Cheng looked at the content of the forum and pressed Li Feibo's arm, and the bruise he just bumped into in the basement was so painful that he screamed...

Standing not far away, Lu Luanqing secretly took out her mobile phone.

Lu: Do you think that the kind of people who engage in NP will be very harmonious internally, and then one of them will be the main wife?

Liu Dazhuang:? ? ? ?Have you watched a costume drama? ? ? ? ? ? ?