Chapter 849

Because the girl is Chen Zimeng, her face is red and seems to have drunk too much. I can't help wondering, didn't she go to catch Bai jiuying? Why did you go drinking with this bad bastard again?

Maybe they know each other, or maybe the little bastard is her boyfriend. It's hard to say. But I always feel wrong. What if they don't know Chen Zimeng, who was drunk in the bar, was picked up by this little bastard?

There are often a group of bastards outside the bar who specialize in dealing with single drunk girls. Because the girl was drunk and at the mercy of a corpse, she was called "picking up corpses".

The more I think about it, the more wrong it is. At this time, the boy hasn't driven away. He is calling in the car. It seems that he is calling someone. I quickly walked over, opened the door, grabbed the phone in his hand and threw it out.

"Wogou, how dare you take my hand... Ouch..."

I slapped him in the face, pulled him off the car, turned my hand behind his back and asked him, "do you know the girl in the car?"

"Oh... Pain... Pain... I... I know, like a policewoman!"

Code, is this recognition? Obviously, he picked up the corpse and boldly covered the sky, knowing that it was a policewoman who had to pick it up. It seems that the grandson's background is deep enough, otherwise he won't have the courage even if he is drunk.

If you don't take him completely tonight, you will definitely find Chen Zimeng in trouble again in the future.

"You not only drunk driving, but also drunk the policewoman. Your intention is wrong. Now go to the police station to reason with me!"

When the little bastard heard me say this, there was a hint of joy in his eyes: "OK, go to the police station. Whoever doesn't go is his grandson!"

This makes the man more sure. The guess just now is right. His background must be very hard.

"But you're drunk, you can't drive, and I can't touch your car, lest you blackmail me and rob me. Let's go on foot. " I let go and shoved the grandson away.

"OK, just walk!" The little bastard promised happily. It seems that he won't go for fear that I'll go back.

I went around to the other side, opened the door and took Chen Zimeng down. But the girl didn't realize it at all. She couldn't walk. I had to carry it on my back. The taxi driver winked at me quickly. It seemed to say that you'll be dead at the police station. I smiled, shook my head at him and strode towards the club.

The boy followed and staggered forward. In fact, the taxi has gone a long way, not far from the club.

But the little bastard drank too much and couldn't hold on until he went far. He shouted, "how far do you have to go? There's a branch nearby. Why don't you go?" You said he drank too much and his mind was still clear

I said with a straight face, "if you want to go, go to the general administration. Why, don't you dare to go?"

"Ha, there is no place in Yongzhou that I dare not go. The general administration is the general administration. When you arrive at the General Administration, you will die worse!" The little bastard stared with an extremely arrogant look.

I smiled and didn't speak. My heart said you'll know who the dead man was later.

Fifteen minutes later, I finally got outside the club.

The little bastard was tired to death at the moment. He didn't look up at the sign at all. He rushed into the door and shouted at the top of his voice, "call director Lin and say minister Ruan called him..." then he fell on the ground.

His backstage turned out to be a minister. The official is not small. No wonder he dares to be so domineering.

But there is no director here, only a ghost. Manager Chen has run over with a confused face and whispered to me: "boss, this is..."

Before I spoke, the little bastard became angry again: "what are you doing standing there? Why don't you call director Lin? I wear cheongsam at work... Eh, it doesn't seem to be a police station, is it a club? Burp... "

The little bastard looked back and stared at the cheongsam beauty in front of him.

I smiled at manager Chen and said, "this is a special guest I invited."

When the little bastard heard this sentence, he immediately took back his squinting eyes, rolled his eyes and said, "are you so counselled? Would like to invite me to the club and apologize to me for being late. I have to go to the police station tonight! "

I laughed disdainfully: "you think too much. This is the police station, the underworld police station! All guests invited by me have to go through three sessions and five trials, and then decide whether to go to the oil pot or pull out their tongue! "

The little bastard sneered and said, "Shao te, compare with me blindly. Have you read more supernatural novels? But if you want to see it, it's written by Qiu fenghan. What others write is too bloody. Ah, you son of a bitch, talk to me about supernatural novels. Help me up and go to the police station! "

So I winked at the beautiful women in cheongsam, and they immediately understood. One by one, they erase the foundation of their faces, expose their pale and strange truth, and then pull their hair to their faces. I go to them. It is simply horrible brother.

The little bastard immediately raised his spirits, stared and said, "don't scare me. I'm not scared..."

Before he finished, a waiter took off his head. At the same time, his eyes rolled down. It doesn't use ghost art. It just restores what it looked like when it died.

"Ghost..."

The little bastard screamed at his throat, and the cry rang through the whole club building. Then he got up and ran out. Suddenly he saw two green faced tusks, more ferocious and terrible faces than the waiter. He fainted with a cry.

"To 520!" I confessed, carrying Chen Zimeng into the elevator.

Open a box at 520 and put Chen Zimeng on the sofa. This girl has been sleeping all the time. She seems to have drunk too much. She is really drunk. She looks like what she looks like on the sofa.

The little bastard was dragged in by two security guards, threw cold water on his face and woke up immediately. But when I opened my eyes and saw the terrible face of the security guard, I fainted again.

His uncle's, is that all right to say that he reads supernatural novels? Look at the cold autumn wind? Which bastard is Qiu fenghan? Why haven't I heard of it?

I waved and continued to pour cold water. This time, the little bastard woke up, and the wine strength went more than half. He was smart and didn't dare to look up. But the whole body was like chaff, which completely scared the courage.

"Am i fooling around?" I asked coldly.

"No, no, no, this, this, this is really the underworld police station?" The little bastard stammered and couldn't speak quickly.

"Yes!" I nodded, "come on, what's your name? Where did the policewoman drink and you found it? She was drinking alone, or did someone get her drunk? "

"My name is Ruan Zishi..."

Hearing the name, I couldn't help laughing and said, "you have a good name. The handle and time are reversed. That's the soft persimmon!"

Although Ruan Zishi was a little angry on his face, he bowed his head and dared not have any opinion.

"Why do you talk to me about soft persimmons? Answer my question quickly!" I patted the tea table and whispered.

The soft persimmon almost fainted. His face turned red and said, "the policewoman and I were drinking in a bar. She was with her and sister LAN. When the policewoman got drunk, she gave it to me at sister Lan's bar and let me play as I like... "

I interrupted him and asked, "who is sister LAN and what does she look like?"

"Sister Lan's last name is LAN. I don't know her name. She has a good relationship with my father anyway. He is white and fat, in his forties. "

I couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't that Bai jiuying? How could Chen Zimeng go to a bar with her and get drunk by her?