Travel back and forth to meet the boss

"Among the three young masters, please, what kind of service do you need?"

The three of An Junhao walked inside, Zhang Qing was given dumb blood by Ye Sheng and couldn't speak, so he could only be forced by Ye Sheng to walk inside, there was no room for struggle.

"I want to see your boss, book another room, and let your boss come to the room to find me."

An Junhao, who was used to giving orders, was so majestic that he couldn't refuse when he said these words.

"Okay, okay, please come upstairs, young master."

Zhang Qing looked at the man accompanying the guest in the lobby on the first floor. He didn't look too old. He was wearing a translucent tulle, sitting next to the guest, laughing and drinking, and was being touched by the hand of the guest. Zhang Qing showed disgust.

When walking in the corridor on the second floor, a naked man ran towards him, and several people chased after him.

"Grab him and don't let him get away."

The man was covered in injuries, and when he saw the three of An Junhao, there was a gleam of hope in his eyes. The man quickly ran forward and knelt on the ground, holding Ye Sheng's hand, and said in a trembling voice:

"Young master, help me, help me, kind son, help me!"

Ye Sheng looked at the man who was holding his hand. There were some welt marks on his body, and some wounds from his fingers. Most of his chest was bite marks, some even had bloodshot eyes, and there was also a kind of redness from the wound that was suspected to be burnt.

The makeup on his face had been stained by tears, but even so, this man had a very seductive aura, and Ye Sheng felt a little distressed when he saw the fragility in the man's eyes.

Impossible, this man has never met me before, so I have no reason to feel sorry for him, but An Junhao stopped Ye Sheng when he tried to pull out his sword.

"Yesheng, don't forget what we are here for, don't draw attention from others."

Ye Sheng obeyed the order and stopped the hand that drew the sword, finally shook off the hand that was holding him, and continued to pull Zhang Qing forward. As soon as Ye Sheng left, those people immediately went up and held down the man.

"Tell you to run, keep running! The people who come here are all playing with men, who will save you, I spent money, you have to make the uncle happy, come here, take him back and let's continue."

"Yes, sir."

In the end, the man was arrested and returned. Zhang Qing listened to the man's begging for mercy and looked back, and saw the man being carried back by four people dressed as servants. flapping.

An Junhao looked at Zhang Qing's disgusted expression, and said maliciously:

"You don't need to look at him, what he looks like now may be what you will look like in the future."

Zhang Qing hated that he couldn't speak, otherwise he would definitely scold An Junhao.

"My lord, this is your room, so I'll invite the boss here."

"Yesheng, untie his blood path."

"Ahem, An Junhao, you beast, you will not end well."

An Junhao leisurely poured tea for Zhang Qing.

"Lin Yu, no, it should be called Zhang Qing now, right? Let's have a cup of tea, let's discuss how much you can sell, how about 500 taels? Even if you are a scumbag, you used to be the man I played with , 500 taels should not be expensive."

An Junhao bit the word once very hard, Zhang Qing really didn't know why An Junhao became so disgusting now.

"Yesheng, is the boss here?"

"Master, the boss is already waiting outside the door."

"Let him in."

Ye Sheng opened the door and invited the boss to come in. The boss was a man in his forties with a little fat body.The smile on his face was even more obscene.

"Three sons, I don't know what to do next?"

"We're here to make a deal with you, huh?"

After An Junhao finished speaking, he looked in Zhang Qing's direction, the meaning was obvious, the boss smiled knowingly, walked up to Zhang Qing and stretched out his fat pig hand to look left and right.

Looking at those fat pig hands groping his body, Zhang Qing was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

"An Junhao, kill me!"

An Junhao held the tea and smelled it, but didn't drink it, but kept the posture of smelling the tea and said:

"You don't want to know if your lover, Young Master Ye, can find you?"

"He's not me..."

"Stop, I don't want to hear anything from you. If I hear your voice again, this time Yesheng's sword will not be as simple as just pulling out the scabbard. Do you understand?"

A simple sentence made Zhang Qing stop his justification, and there was no need to explain it to An Junhao. He would not let him go if he explained clearly. Now he can only wait for time, and then pray that Ye Jinshao can find him.

If he really wanted to pick up the guests by himself in the end, he would definitely die for An Junhao to see.