Late at night, in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

The old cat walked over from the back door with a drunken affair, turned around and was about to go upstairs.

"Brother Mao, why are you here?" A young man walked from the hall and asked with a smile: "Didn't you go upstairs with Brother Yang just now?"

The old cat turned around and looked at the other party, recognizing that this person was the new brother Xu Yang brought over today, and then grinned his teeth and replied: "Haha, I went out and bought some men's essence."

"What essence?" the young man was stunned.

"Trough." The old cat cursed vulgarly and looked at the young man: "What kind of essence can you say? Just improve the essence of the ability to play."

"...ah, have you gone to buy medicine?" The young man was speechless: "But logically, your physique shouldn't be? I heard from my second brother that you were the first shot in Songjiang!"

"I met an opponent by chance." Lao Mao replied in a nonsense: "I came here today for the first time, I have to be a little prepared. Alas, I have been playing for a lot in the past few years, and I can't drive the car after drinking some wine."

"Haha." The young man smiled: "Yes, I can't finish drinking."

In this way, the two of them chatted with dirty talk and went upstairs.

When I arrived at the third floor, the old cat pointed to the corridor and rushed to the young man and said, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore, I'll go back."

"Happy."

"Haha, it's OK." The old cat nodded, walked towards the private room with his hands behind his back.

The young man glanced at the back of the old cat, sniffed, and walked upstairs to his room with a blank expression.

...

After tens of seconds.

The old cat returned to the house and took off his clothes, entered the bathroom and started taking a shower.

After a while, the sound of ringing the doorbell rang.

"Who?" the old cat roared with his neck.

"Your little sweetheart." A girl's voice sounded outside the door.

The old cat increased the water flow when he heard the sound, washed away the shampoo on his head, and took a bath towel to wipe his body while stepping to the door and opened it.

Outdoor, a girl was wearing a thin windbreaker and smiled and said to the old cat: "Hello!"

"Come on, come in." The old cat smiled and moved away from his position.

After the woman entered the house, she took off her coat and turned around and asked, "Ah, are you so self-conscious? You're all whitewashed?"

The old cat looked at the woman with his eyes squinted, and immediately grinned his teeth and replied: "I can wash it!"

"Hate!" The woman pushed the old cat: "It's all water, go, go to the bathroom!"

After entering the bathroom, the two of them closed the door, not sure what kind of program they started.

...

After the woman entered the house, about ten minutes later, a young man walked in from the hotel lobby. He wore a velvet hat and a thick military coat, stepped on a row of snow footprints on the ground with his feet, and rushed upstairs at a very fast speed.

After the young man arrived at the third floor, he identified the direction left and right, walked quickly to the right, and arrived at the door of a private room.

"Ding Dong!"

The young man thought for a while and rang the doorbell.

"Who?" A woman's response came from the house.

When the young man heard that someone was in the room, he immediately took two or three steps back, suddenly raised his right foot, and kicked him directly at the door lock.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After two muffled sounds, the door lock of the room was kicked to pieces. The young man took out a very small camera phone from his arms and rushed into the room in two steps.

"Damn, who are you?!"

On the bed, the old cat surrounded the bath towel and asked in shock.

"Damn it!" The young man hooked his feet on the door, holding the camera in his right hand, his eyes widened, and he cursed at the woman with gritted teeth: "I'll sell medicine to support you, and you'll come out and fight cannons with others, aren't you?! Damn, do you want shame?"

The woman was confused and looked at the young man with a little at a loss for a moment, and stood in the corner without moving.

"Bang!"

The young man went up and slapped the woman in the face: "Dog guy! I'm cuckolded, right? Damn, I'll kill you!"

On the bed, the old cat sat up with a flutter, holding a bath towel that was about to scatter in his right hand, and looked at the two of them suspiciously: "What are you two playing?"

"What are you playing? What do you mean to play? She is my wife I bought with money!" The young man grabbed the woman's hair and shouted with a fierce look: "If you have two money, you can mess with other people's women, right?"

"Don't talk to me about this!" Lao Mao waved his hand irritably: "Put down the phone in his hand!"

"I won't let it go!" The young man pulled the woman's hair hard: "I'll take a picture clearly today!"

"Did you get the money?" Lao Mao asked with great experience: "If you talk about recharging money, don't talk about anything else, what are you recording?"

"Bang!"

At this moment, the woman leaned back with her waist and abdomen, pushed the young man with both hands, and broke free.

After the young man pulled off a handful of his hair, he reached out and was about to grab him.

The woman turned around and ran out the door with barefoot.

The young man held a camera in his hand and was always sure to capture the old cat, so he moved very awkwardly and turned around and chased after two steps but couldn't catch up.

After the woman rushed out, the old cat also reached out to grab her pants and was about to leave.

"Bang!"

The young man reached out and pushed the door, rushed towards the old cat: "I want to leave? Where are you going!"

"Stay away from me!" The old cat's eyes were too long and he reached out to call someone with the phone, because only he and Xu Yang opened a private room on this floor, so even if he shouted at this moment, no one could hear it.

"Don't move." The young man pointed at the old cat and said in a low voice: "Let's talk about this, how about it?"

"Okay, then you put down the camera first!" The old cat reached out and was about to grab it.

"Don't move!" The young man pushed the old cat with his left hand and opened his mouth and shouted, "Fifty thousand!"

"Are you the fuck dreaming?"

"Aren't you the third captain of the Black Street Superintendent? I took this matter to me, so don't you want more than 50,000?" The young man directly pointed out the words.

The old cat was stunned: "Are you sure you want to play fairy dance with me?"

"I'll just jump on you, what are you doing? Give it 50,000, I'll cancel the video!"

"Okay, please let me call." The old cat gritted his teeth and nodded: "I'll have someone give you money!"

"No, you go with me first and then call!"

"Get out of here!" The old cat pushed the other party, pulled the bath towel with his right hand and was about to walk out.

"Let's go, want to leave!" The young man stepped forward and reached out to pull the old cat's bath towel.

"I'm fucking!"

The old cat was anxious and reached out to grab the other person's hair, and the bath towel fell off instantly.

"Gudong!"

While the two of them were tearing each other, Lao Mao and the other fell on the sofa at the same time. The latter pressed Lao Mao and shouted: "Damn it, you're still fighting with me..."

The old cat had red eyes, looked back at the vase on the sofa table, and then picked it up and smashed it over: "You really don't open your eyes, no one dares to mess with it, right?"

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the vase burst indoors, and the young man shrank his neck and fell to the ground from the sofa.

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Chapter completed!