He cannot do such partial behavior.

But if they keep spinning, that's not practical. He can't discuss the philosophy of life with him one by one, can he?

When you go back tonight, do you still want to help Liuli suppress the ice spirit body?

What if you fall asleep and are frozen into an ice sculpture?

After spending some time in the back seat with the bloody mandala, the Maybach stopped and the two separated.

After getting off the car, Chen Ziqi, Qiu Jiuer, and Samsara walked over behind them. The group looked up at the magnificent commercial KTV in front of them, full of doubts. Is this the Hong Ye's stronghold they are looking for?

"This Jingchao KTV is Mr. Hong's territory? Why didn't I know that before?" Qiu Jiuer frowned and looked at Qin Lang in confusion.

She had investigated most of Mr. Hong's famous sites, but she didn't know any information about the Beijing KTV.

Qin Lang glanced at Junzi next to him, who quickly explained, "Miss Qiu, this Beijing Dynasty is indeed Mr. Hong's territory. It is said to be a KTV upstairs, but it is actually a cover. It mainly focuses on some commercial businesses.

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If you meet a stupid young man, there is a cover up here. In fact, the real money comes from the casino hidden in the underground KTV of Beijing. According to the investigation, the daily turnover is 5,000 yuan.

Ten thousand, when you meet those degenerate second-generation people, when you are high, the flow of water can reach billions!"

Of course, turnover is different from profit, but even so, Mr. Hong can make hundreds of millions of dollars a month by relying on the territory of Beijing KTV, and it is as simple as eating and drinking.

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What kind of concept is this?

Regardless of the sales of Muren International Beauty Pills, it is rare for sales to exceed 100 million at every turn. It is no exaggeration to say that Muren International is a unicorn-like existence in Tianhai City and the entire Jiangnan County.

Unique.

Some normal companies may not necessarily have a turnover of tens of millions per year, but annual profits of around a few million, so they are considered small bosses.

And if these so-called small bosses go shopping underground in Beijing, they might not even have any underwear on when they go back.

"Let's go in."

Qin Lang led four stunning beauties and walked swaggering towards the KTV in Beijing.

Junzi got into the Maybach very wisely. He still had things to do. He had to keep an eye on Miss Liuli's situation at all times and notify the young master immediately if there was any sign that something was wrong.

It was really inconvenient to follow the young master and have several future mistresses watching him.

"Sir, are you here to sing?"

A staff member of the Beijing Dynasty, a tall beauty wearing a cheongsam came over and asked softly.

Looking at the four daughters of Qiu Jiuer who were following Qin Lang, they couldn't help but feel a sense of inferiority in their hearts.

To be able to work here, all you need is a face, and your appearance will definitely be the same.

But compared with the women around Qin Lang, she was just as good as her figure but not her body, and her looks but not her appearance, and she was beaten!

Although I was confused, I still received him politely.

In fact, it is really rare in Beijing to bring women here to play.

Qin Lang shook his head, "I was introduced by an acquaintance. If you don't want to sing, go downstairs and play a few games. Please lead the way."

"Guys, please come with me."

The staff smiled, made an invitation gesture, and then led the way.

She almost didn't have to check the identities of these people. In fact, the Jing Dynasty had always been very safe since it opened. Later, she changed to a boss with a tougher background, and it became even safer.

What's more, it was introduced by an acquaintance and knew that there was a place underground?

The staff in cheongsam twisted their plump waists and led Qin Lang and his group onto the elevator to the top floor of Beijing Dynasty.

Walk through a long corridor, walk to the other elevator at the end, and wait quietly.

In Beijing, there was only one elevator leading to the underground casino.

It's not that Mr. Hong was trying to prevent anything, but that the Beijing Dynasty itself was not Mr. Hong's place, but Mr. Hong later gathered it.

Since its opening, it has maintained such a special passage.

Mr. Hong is not worried about being found in trouble, but if he doesn't use the protective measures that have been taken and opens a separate passage, isn't that just looking for trouble?

The elevator hasn't come yet.

Chen Ziqi was on the side, looking at a room opposite that had just turned on the ambient light, frowned, and walked over.

Qiu Jiuer, Samsara, and Bloody Mandala, who were waiting for the elevator, also came over.

"Shh~"

Chen Ziqi made a gesture to silence her.

Her good professionalism made her feel that there was absolutely nothing good done in this room!

Soon, a conversation came out of the room.

"Has it started yet?"

"It's over."

"Brother, actually I'm not that anxious, so you don't have to worry about me like this, right?"

"In the business world, I am known as a little steel cannon. I always do things vigorously and resolutely, and this is no exception when I do other things.

I said No. 88~ I look at your figure and appearance, you are pretty good, how come you got into this business with such good conditions?"

"Don't mention it, I'm short of money."

"Your job of making money won't last long. There will be business today but not tomorrow. Why don't you come back with me and I'll give you 30,000 yuan a month and we won't do this business anymore."

"Let's talk about it next month, not this month."

"What's going on?"

"Isn't this a disease? Damn it, it needs to be cured. Otherwise, why would you be so anxious?"

"..."

bite!

Just in time, the elevator came at this time.

The four girls, Chen Ziqi, quickly stepped forward and entered the elevator, followed closely by Qin Lang.

There was a muffled bang, as if it was the door of the room opposite.

The elevator is descending slowly,

Chen Ziqi, Qiu Jiuer, Bloody Mandala, and the four reincarnation girls pursed their lips, and no one spoke, falling into a strange silence.

I don't know whether I'm pitying the little steel cannon, or whether I should say that the little steel cannon is bringing it upon himself.

I feel very confused.

As for Qin Lang, with the blessing of "Sun Breathing Method", his physique has reached 1,200 points, his ears and eyes are sharp, and he can naturally hear the conversations in the room.

"Just past the easy fold!"

Qin Lang sighed sincerely.

bite!

The elevator door opens.

As bright light came in, a magnificent underground hall appeared in front of the five people.

It's like an underground palace, magnificently decorated.

There are a dazzling array of gambling tables, a variety of game types, and live beauty dealers deal cards online.

The sound of shouting is endless.

There were gamblers walking around and service staff walking among the gamblers, all dressed in cool clothes.

Leaving the unfortunate little steel cannon behind, several people walked out of the elevator. Qiu Jiuer frowned, looked at the luxurious casino in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "As expected of Mr. Hong's place, it is really impressive!

To be able to survive under such circumstances until now, one can imagine how tough Mr. Hong’s background is!”

In the gambling hall, some gamblers' eyes were red, obviously they lost miserably!

When encountering this situation, many gamblers will make all-or-nothing efforts to expose this kind of situation in a life-or-death attitude.

However, this kind of thing did not affect Beijing Dynasty's business at all.

The blood behind it is obvious!

"Guys, do you need to exchange chips?"

A young man in a suit walked over and asked politely. His eyes stayed on Qiu Jiuer and the girls for a moment, then quickly looked away.

Qin Lang turned around and asked, "Which of you has money on you?"
Chapter completed!