Lu Tao looked back at the girl, reached out and handed over the lighter.

The girl took the lighter, looked down at the evening dress, and smiled and said, "Oh, I didn't bring my bag, please lend me another cigarette."

Lu Tao handed over the cigarette box when he heard the sound and joked with a smile: "What kind of smoker are you?"

"Hehe, I just smoked the cigarette before I could wait." The girl lowered her head and lit the cigarette, and stroked her hair lightly.

Lu Tao was stunned when she heard her accent: "Are you a Chinese? Mandarin is so standard!"

"I am from Xian, and I am in a middle-aged and upper-level university." The girl was very talkative: "Where are you here to do business?"

"Well, do some small business." Lu Tao smiled and looked at the girl's behavior and face, and suddenly found that she was very elegant and attractive, a bit like Chu Hong Chung in her youth.

"...Young and promising!" The girl replied casually, stretched out her hand and pointed to the female bathroom: "Talk back, I'll go and swear."

"Okay!" Lu Tao nodded.

After saying that, the girl walked into the bathroom with her evening dress, while Zhang Yongzuo came over and shouted: "Let's go, Mr. Lu, I'll introduce you to two friends."

"Who is the girl who just wore a white evening dress?" Lu Tao asked casually.

"Is there any? I didn't pay attention!" Zhang Yongzuo responded in a daze.

"Oh." Lu Tao nodded and said nothing.

...

Early the next morning.

The single-family building in the northern camp was in a mess, with vomit, condoms, messy mahjong tables with whom I had used, and drunk too much last night, and all kinds of tigers fell asleep in the corridor. In short, after a bridal chamber came, the accommodation area seemed to be thieves, and it looked very chaotic.

After Xiaoji woke up, he shook his head and immediately asked someone to clean up. Qiao Shuai pushed the door and asked, "What time is it?!"

“It’s past nine o’clock.”

"Fuck, I've overslept." Qiao Shuai blinked and immediately went back to the house to get his clothes: "That kid was killed in the camp all night, and he didn't know if he died."

"Who?" Xiaoji asked curiously.

"...a waiter." Qiao Shuai hurriedly put on his pants, carried his clothes and ran out: "Don't take me with me in the morning meal."

Nearly an hour later.

Qiao Shuai rushed to the border army in a blink of an eye, found Feng Lian in the office and asked, "Where is that boy?"

"Which boy?" Feng Lian asked in a daze.

"Fuck, the one I sent you yesterday." Qiao Shuai replied immediately.

"Oh, I went to the northern camp to have a drink last night. The boy didn't know where the guy got it." Feng Lian immediately stood up and said, "Fuck, I'll go and see it quickly. If something really happens, I can't explain to the big pineapple!"

"Okay, you can bring him to the shooting range later." Qiao Shuai nodded.

"Good!"

...

Ten minutes later.

In the underground detention room of the border army, Feng Lian looked at Xu Wenhao who was sleeping on the ground with his face bag in his arms, turned his head and asked the soldier on duty, "When will he keep this place?"

"You're leaving, we'll bring him here." The soldier responded: "Don't worry, we've done everything you told me. We kept asking him to suck flour last night... If you don't suck, you'll get an electric baton. He cried four or five times!"

Feng Lian's head buzzed when he heard this: "How much did you let him suck?"

"I sucked more than one pound."

"Fuck, are you stupid??" Feng Lian was infected by Fu Zhisong, Qiao Shuai and others, and said in a Northeast dialect: "A little more than a pound, aren't you afraid of killing him?"

"Don't you say you're going to deal with him?"

"Fuck!" Feng Lian collapsed and kicked Xu Wenhao in the lap and shouted: "Oh, wake up, wake up!"

Xu Wenhao was kicked and sat up in a daze. He immediately held the noodles bag and said, "Don't use me, I suck... I suck... I suck... I suck... I suck... I suck... I suck...!"

Feng Lian was so amused and laughed: "Stop sucking, you go out and let you go."

Xu Wenhao was stunned on the spot.

...

More than ten minutes passed.

Xu Wenhao picked up a kitchen knife from the barracks, limped his legs, his face and head covered in flour, and rushed towards the shooting range.

In the shooting range, Qiao Shuai was eating with a big pot.

"Damn it!!! Why are you maru?! I'm sorry for you, you let me suck white noodles...!" Xu Wenhao rushed over and shouted in a crying voice: "I've slammed you!"

After being stunned, Qiao Shuai immediately smiled and looked up: "Are you not dead? Come on, sit down and have a meal."

"Damn it!" Xu Wenhao raised his kitchen knife.

"Old Tie, look at you..."

"Who is the fuck you?! Don't mention this word to me, I'm disgusted!"

"You have to fight with me?" Qiao Shuai put down the bowl, reached out and took out a standard automatic step from the military green box next to him. He thrust the bolt, stood up and pulled the trigger at the fixed target in the distance.

"Kang Kang!"

Two gunshots erupted, and Xu Wenhao shuddered on the spot.

Qiao Shuai turned around, poked Xu Wenhao with a gun, and asked with a gloomy face: "What do you want to play?"

"Gudong!" Xu Wenhao swallowed, turned his head and glanced at the guns in the box, and was suddenly a little confused.

"I tell you, even if your sister didn't marry the big pineapple, I don't care if you don't care about it. But if you dare to touch that guy again in the future, I will throw it to you in the flour mill for a year... I'll let you suck twenty kilograms every day." Qiao Shuai poked Xu Wenhao's face with a gun: "Also, if you don't have money in the future, you can go out to earn it yourself. Don't always care about the big pineapple. If you stand up, you're more than 1.70 meters tall, so why do you have to have some face?"

Xu Wenhao gasped for a few times, feeling a little angry.

"What, you are not convinced?" Qiao Shuai turned around and shouted: "Come on, make him up the basement and suck him for another day!"

"Click!"

When Xu Wenhao heard this, he threw the kitchen knife directly: "Brother, I won't suck it anymore... I only now know what it means to have a paste in my head... I sneeze just now and sprayed a dough... I've been infected with my lungs, and if you continue to do it, I'll die..."

"Isn't it true?" Qiao Shuai asked with his eyes squinted.

"Don't suck!"

"Hey, this is a human word." Qiao Shuai lowered his gun and said, "If you have no work, go to our casino in the future, but you can't do anything without anass. Come and sit down and have some food."

Xu Wenhao listened to Qiao Shuai's greeting, nodded and sat on the chair.

"Give him a steamed bun." Qiao Shuai ordered the soldiers.

"Give it," the soldier lowered his head and took one from the pot.

"vomit……!"

Xu Wenhao vomited on the spot, spraying gnocchi and moist squirting gnocchi between his mouth and nose.

"...Fuck, it's too much, and there are sequelae..." Qiao Shuai smiled and said, "Get him a bowl of rice!"

...

Country n Xi'an.

Liu Pengju, who was waiting for someone at the gate of a university, suddenly received a call from Zhou Guanglong.

"What's wrong, boss?!"

"Pack up your things immediately and prepare to go to Xiong. If there is something important to do." Zhou Guanglong gave a concise command.

"What kind of work, how long will it take?"
Chapter completed!