18 underground 5

"Ha ha, this is No. 136."

Seeing me frown and driver Liu continued, "Don't look at No. 136, it's also very rare. Generally, today is Friday, and those who can come here this night have a face.

"Oh." I pretended to deal with it carelessly, and my eyes kept sweeping at the middle and opposite.

Because the stage in the middle is very bright, it looks very dark around and can hardly see the other rooms. But with my night vision ability, I can still see it clearly.

There are all kinds of people, yellow, white, black, old and ugly.

I didn't expect that there were a lot of people coming to this place. These people have only one characteristic, that is, they have a lot of money.

"To the guests, let's start our wonderful night."

I saw the housekeeper appear on the stage. He walked to the balcony and looked over with the railing in his hand.

The strong light on the top of the stage shone down. There are 20 men and women standing next to the housekeeper. The dress is very revealing.

"Now please start the call. I hope you can have a beautiful night."

"What is this? Cosplay?" I asked casually.

Few people stand on the balcony like me. Maybe everyone is used to hiding themselves. After all, this form here is disgraceful and has undermined law and morality.

20 people on the stage were quickly booked away. We have a button with number 1-50 on it. Just press your favorite number. People on the stage were taken away one after another.

There was only the housekeeper left, so there were 20 men and women.

To be honest, in my eyes, everyone looks the same, very exposed, in good shape, bad, radish and cabbage have their own love. This way of selecting people is just to satisfy human perverted hobbies.

10 groups of people have been picked up one after another. I didn't pick one. This is not my height, but I suddenly feel bored.

Other monks are only interested in wine. Fengjiu is still young, and Eldron respects me in everything. Driver Liu can't do anything when he sees that I don't move.

"Master." Eldron came to me, and his silver hair poured out the glory of the city.

I can hear the sound of secretly pumping.

That's right, that's right, right. How can you be worthy of me if you don't cause any trouble?

On the stage, a very narrow bed suddenly rose, on which lay a naked man.

I have a very good figure, wide shoulders and narrow crotch. There is a clear curvature between the chest and abdomen, a typical bee waist.

The muscles of the thighs are clearly visible even in a relaxed state. Because of height, the muscles are relatively slender, so they are not entangled with large muscles like bodybuilding, which also loses their beauty.

In fact, no matter how much humans exercise, they will not have a toned figure. Those bodies are thought to be shaped by steroids. What fills in the word "artificial" will lose its original coordination and beauty.

Now some men and women always think that their figure is ugly after becoming fat in middle age, but they don't know that it is also beautiful.

The man on the middle stage is very beautiful. If it weren't for the slightly undulating chest, I would think it was the second David's sculpture.

Human desires are hidden in the dense jungle between their legs.

A woman in casual clothes walked to the stage, gently applied massage oil in her hand, and then stroked her desire to sleep.

Slowly, without emotion, touching with two hands alternately. Like the art of hands, like ten fingers playing on the piano, it awakens the bravery between the crotch.

The woman raised her bravery in a vertical posture, drew more massage oil with one hand, gave more lubrication from above, and then continued to slide forward or backward, rhythmically in turn.

The man's bravery has reached the limit, like a straight javelin, showing his incomparable prestige.

In the end, the woman completed the whole process and pushed her desire to the man's navel.

It's over.

There is no lust or emotion in the whole process. Everything is art and aesthetics.

The two people on the stage are extremely powerful. I don't know what they are going to express, but there is no doubt that there is any ambiguity in it. It's just a performance.

"Bum, bang, bang..."

There was a knock on the door. I looked back and found that it was the housekeeper, followed by a powerful 30-year-old man.

I looked at him and didn't say anything. I knew that trouble was coming, and now I need trouble to vent my tyranny.

"Miss, this gentleman wants to talk to your entourage." There was some gloating in the housekeeper's eyes.

I didn't expect to make such a naked request that I really thought I was a dead person.

"No." I have no room for rejection at all.

"Don't be flattered, just borrow your help." The man behind opened his mouth.

"I won't borrow my things if I don't borrow them." Who is afraid of whom? I know that there is no problem when I see that the old monk is still drinking.

"Don't toast or eat punishment."

The smell of gunpowder gradually appeared in the air.

"I like to drink." My voice is really flat. If I were the other party, I would have done it long ago.

"Presumptuous." Sure enough, the person was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He rushed into a group of people from the door, holding all kinds of knives in their hands.

It's really a penalty, but it's not strong enough. This is not enough for me to do it.

The six people who rushed in all lay down under the lightning strike. It is no exaggeration to say that the whole process is ten minutes, which is still a long calculation.

"Is there any penalty?"

Is this the big job I'm looking forward to? There is no warm-up at all. There is no need to do it. Can you have some heavyweights?

"You wait." The man put down a word and ran out.

Go ahead. I deliberately asked him to go out to report the news, waiting for the big fish to take the bait.

"Driveman Liu, it's time for Fatty Cao to come out." I took out the Swiss saber in my pocket and picked up the dirty things in my fingers.

"What did Miss say?" Xiao Liu's forehead was covered with sweat.

"If you see it correctly, who is the fat pig in Room 99 opposite?"

"What?" Xiao Liu's driver sweated more diligently. He was really a very diligent sweat.

"What are you pretending? You can smell the smell of pigs from afar. After saying that, when will your boss Cao come?

"Come on, come on." Xiao Liu's driver also went out. I guess he went to call someone.

I looked at the camera in the corner of the room and said, "Have you seen enough?" After saying that, he smashed it with a wine bottle.

This action is very handsome, but I forgot that there was still wine in the wine bottle. As soon as it hit the camera, there was an electric light trembling and a small flame.

Fortunately, there is a fire extinguisher next to the sofa.

The old monk put out the fire for me in a hurry: "Why are you so rough?"