Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Ji Jiu: "..."

The person who handed him his business card just now was a handsome half-race guy about two meters tall, almost a head taller than him, with blue eyes, white skin and black curly hair, and he was of European and American descent.

The handsome mixed race guy was also a bit stronger than him.

Ji Jiu raised his eyelids and looked at him indifferently, not wanting to talk to him. Just as he was about to push the two of them away and move on, another relatively thin local handsome guy also handed a business card in front of him, and said in a high-pitched voice. : "Handsome guy, my name is Tony, here is my business card, you can call me if you need anything."

While talking, he slapped the business card on Ji Jiu's heart with his orchid fingers raised.

Ji Jiu: "..."

If it was normal, with Ji Jiu's playful spirit, he would definitely "a good guy doesn't suffer from immediate losses", first accept the business card with a smile, and then slowly clean up the two of them.

But at this moment, his calmness was completely disrupted by jealousy, he could no longer pretend to be polite and polite, took the business cards of the two of them, then tore them up and sprinkled them in front of them without looking at them.

Ji Jiu didn't want to get entangled with them too much, so he pushed their arms away and walked in, but the two of them were not vegetarians either. Seeing Ji Jiu "toasting and not eating fine wine", they winked at each other, and then joined forces Grab Ji Jiu's arm and drag him away from the door.

The mixed-race man was very strong, let alone with the help of a local man, Ji Jiu was dragged directly into the dark alley where "Midnight Singing" was held by the two of them covering his mouth and nose.

Although many people saw this scene, most of them took it easy and no one stopped it, let alone called the police.

The mixed-race man and the local man slammed Ji Jiu against the rough wall, half of Ji Jiu's body, especially his left arm, was numb from the impact.

In his impression, it seemed that it was the first time in his life that he suffered such uselessness.

"Fucku, what are you dragging?" The mixed-race man's Chinese was already very idiomatic, and he cursed at Ji Jiu, "It's your honor that labor and management have taken a fancy to you, don't be shameless."

"Hey, Jack, this is the style I like, or let me go first this time, you help me knock him out, and then show me the wind."

The local man squinted at Ji Jiu, his right hand was pinched into orchid fingers and he was still wiping his mouth carefully.

"Is there no camera here?" Ji Jiu looked around boredly.

The local man chuckled and said, "Yes, but it's broken, so... handsome guy, you're hard to fly this time, why don't you just follow us."

Ji Jiu leaned against the wall, rubbed his bumped arm, and smiled softly with his head down: "There is no camera...that's great."

The two men didn't hear his grunt clearly, the mixed-race man squeezed the knuckles of his left and right hands, and when he approached Ji Jiu with a wicked smile, Ji Jiu shrugged helplessly: "Actually, there's no need to knock me out, since If you can’t escape your grasp, then it’s better to enjoy it than to waste your energy and run away.”

The mixed-race man was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Ji Jiu's attitude to change so quickly.

Ji Jiu explained with a smile: "There is an old saying in our country, which is called "a man who understands current affairs is a hero." "

The local man nodded seriously. He couldn't hold back his itch, and rushed towards Ji Jiu, while the mixed-race man walked two meters away, turned his back to them, and reminded the local man: "Call me when you're done." I say."

The local man readily agreed: "Okay."

However, when he stood on tiptoe and wanted to kiss Shang Ji Jiu's lips, he felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and a hot current rushed out.

The serrated military dagger Ji Jiu carried pierced into the man's abdomen, and he whispered in the man's ear, "Don't worry, I can't die... I'm defending myself."

He pulled out the knife and pushed the man away, the man staggered two steps back and fell to the ground, crying out in cold sweat, "Help, help..."

The mixed-race man turned around immediately, but Ji Jiu's dagger just touched his throat. The man's legs softened immediately, and Ji Jiu twitched the corners of his lips. Although the face under the night was beautiful, the weird smile on the corners of his lips and The cold murderous intent in the pupils made one shudder.

The mixed-race man knelt down with his knees too weak, Ji Jiu leaned forward slightly, the blade continued to touch his throat gently, his voice was tremblingly sick: "I am living a very happy life now, and I don't want to take human life on my hands. Let you two go, but don't let me run into you again, understand?"

After he finished speaking, he withdrew the dagger, but raised his leg and pressed his knee heavily against the mixed-race man's jaw. The man cried out in pain, covered his jaw with his hands and rolled on the ground.

Ji Jiu couldn't be bothered to deal with them anymore, so he left the two of them and went back to the entrance of "Midnight Singing", and strode in.

The Gay Bar was dark, noisy and hot, and it was full of excited bodies twisting and turning. It was impossible to find someone in the countless spotlights and flashing lights. He guessed that Fu Liang and the others must be in the private room.

He took a waiter casually and asked sullenly, "Where is Fu Liang?"

The private room where Fu Liang lived was not as bright as outside. The lights were on in the private room, and Fu Liang was discussing the acquisition plan with Yin Kuang and the big boss of "Midnight Singing".

The big boss wanted 50 billion, but Fu Liang and the others were only willing to pay 20 billion. After a few glasses of wine, the two sides talked about 35 billion. Fu Liang raised his wrist and looked at his watch, wanting to finish the job before nine o'clock as soon as possible, and 35 billion was also there. within his budget.

Just as he was about to make a final decision, the big boss smiled again with a beer belly: "Boss Fu, you haven't seen our little fresh meat yet, why don't you appreciate it? Then you will know that the absolute value is 35 billion."

Yin Kuang is not interested in male sex, but the male sex here is indeed one of his test objects. With his nod, the big boss asked the secretary to bring in more than 30 beautiful men.

The beautiful men filed in, and the others didn't pay attention, but Fu Liang sharply saw that Ji Jiu followed them and stood on the tail.

Fu Liang immediately put down his wine glass and stood up, meeting Ji Jiu's eyes.

"Boss Fu, what's wrong with you?" The big boss looked up at him puzzled.

Fu Liang ignored him, and directly told Yin Kuang, "You can talk about the rest, and I'll go out first."

Yin Kuang followed his gaze and found Ji Jiu's existence, and immediately nodded in understanding.

Fu Liang went directly to Ji Jiu, grabbed his arm and pushed him to the corridor outside the private room. The corridor lights were dim, and the visibility was similar to that of the dance floor.

This place is full of shiny reflective materials, and their shadows are clearly reflected on the walls, floor tiles and ceiling.

"Why are you here? Who told you I'm here?" Fu Liang grabbed his arm and asked...