Chapter 310

Zhang Lan, who followed Wang Mang down the stairs carefully, knelt down limply when she saw that the cruel black faced man was drunk by Wang Mang,

her originally worried heart suddenly became more stable. The man in front of her should be able to protect her three weak women,

"where is your boss? Take me to see him, "Wang Mang knocked on the wooden handrail on the stairs with his fingers, and there was no expression on his face.

a pair of deep eyes quietly looked at the black faced man kneeling down, and he didn't know what he was thinking,

" OK... Ok... "The black faced man wiped the sticky vomit around his mouth, stood up in fear, pointed to the stairs coming down, and said in a trembling voice:" you ... here... I lead the way... "

the black faced man was so scared that his words were a bit disordered. He just walked with trembling legs and went down the stairs. Looking back at Wang Mang behind him from time to time, he shivered and continued to lead the way in front of him.

Wang Mang rubbed his chin with sobs and his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled. He always felt that there was something wrong with this place, but he didn't feel it nearby It's strange that there is no sign of danger.

Wang Mang shakes his head impatiently and waves to the three cautious women behind him, letting them follow him closely.

seeing Wang Mang waving, Zhang Lan takes the hands of the two girls beside him in a hurry, strides and follows Wang Mang closely.

Wang Mang follows the black faced man calmly Behind him, when he reached the third floor, the black faced man stopped,

shaking his hands, pointed to a closed brownish yellow wooden door on the third floor, and whispered: "brother fan, he's inside, you... You..."

Wang Mang raised his hand, interrupted him, and waved impatiently to him,

the black faced man saw this action, just like his heart Wang Mang naturally knew what this man thought, but he didn't want to let the boss know when he became a 25-year-old boy.

he didn't care about this kind of thing himself. Wang Mang listened to the voice of several women chatting behind the door, and a young man's hearty smile

in his heart, he knew that the black faced man didn't deceive himself. In this small group of four or five hundred people, only the so-called elder of the powers could be interested in talking with women,

Wang Mang held the handle of the wooden door in one hand and gently twisted it. A slight sound of opening the door sounded. The room was quiet,

when Wang Mang opened the door, he saw the house There was something interesting about the scene in Zili. A dozen strong men with dragon and tiger tattoos on their arms were sitting wantonly on tables and benches in the house, smoking and eating melon seeds,

but no one spoke. They just looked enviously at the young men sitting on the sand hair, teasing some beautiful women,

when the door was suddenly opened, the young men were very happy The pretty women who smile and dress sexy are all puzzled. Looking at the direction of opening the door,

when the young man with left and right arms saw that the door was opened, he directly yelled: "the door opened by the short-sighted bastard? Don't you know I'm in a meeting? "

A few fierce men with dragon patterns and tiger paintings, when they saw that the eldest was angry, they echoed and scolded: "Damn, which one doesn't have eyes? I'm afraid it's too long! "

"It's you, boy, come here and let me tell you to be a man."

an 18-or-9-year-old dragon bared his upper body and bared his back. With a cigarette in his mouth, he looked at Wang Mang at the door and disdained to hook his fingers.

the dragon was very young