Chapter 155

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The woman who directly went to perform the costume drama without making up stood at the door of the hotel lobby, ignoring the sight of the coming and going, twisting the wine gourd, lifting her white neck and drinking.

It's like a chivalrous woman in a martial arts novel.

Before long, a man with the same strange shape rushed out.

A black suit, white shirt and polished shoes. If ordinary people wear this suit, they will have the temperament of a successful person immediately. But he is different. Looking at him, you will feel like a thug in a suit.

Because he is too big, like a black bear, almost two meters above sea level, which pestle has a huge deterrent. What's more striking is that he has a big bald head with a lotus flower tattooed on it. The pattern is clear and exquisite. Under the light of the hotel, the blue lotus is lifelike.

Really should be the current very popular words, men can not have money, also can not be handsome, but must Sao ah.

The woman glanced at him: "do you dare to slow down?"

"Master, don't you worry that I'll lose your face if I follow you? Do you want me to come down later?"

The burly man, like a bear, touched his bald head with a childlike grievance.

It has to be said that the visual impact of this pair of men and women standing together is just phenomenal. It can be seen from the strange sight around them. One brother, because he was too focused, even nearly ran into the white jade pillar at the door of the hotel.

"All right, all right, let's go."

The woman seems to realize that she has become the focus of attention, and she doesn't say much more.

The bald man followed her carefully, aggrieved like a child of nearly 200 Jin.

The master was also worried that she would be humiliated by her appearance. She didn't see how well she was dressed. When did outsiders look at her less than at herself?

He's really suffering.

It was getting dark, and the strange servants walked slowly along the Bank of the Pujiang River. Everywhere they passed, the passers-by looked sideways, and the rate of turning back was almost 100%.

"What are you looking at? I'll kill you again! "

The bald man is submissive in front of the woman, but when facing the outsider, he is still worthy of his fierce appearance. Maybe he was annoyed, or maybe he was wronged by the woman, and he had no place to vent his anger. He suddenly roared, his eyebrows and eyes raised, as if he was ready to start at any time.

The deterrent power of his body to ordinary people is devastating. How dare the ordinary citizens who come to the beach to play and stroll with such a suit thug to avoid them like frightened rabbits.

A woman's laugh is better than a wild goose and a fish.

As if acting in a drama, the bald man immediately changed his face and said to the woman, "master, you should laugh more. You look good when you laugh."

The woman's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "Yo, little beggar went to gumeng. He's growing up well. He dares to tease me."

Little beggar?

How could a burly man nearly two meters tall have such a name?

"Little beggar" laughs and touches his bald head. Subconsciously, he stealthily feels that he is far away from the woman.

"It's not a joke. It's all from the bottom of my heart. In my mind, the master is much more beautiful than song Luoshen, the first beauty in Kyoto."

The woman looked at him with a smile, half pay did not speak.

Just as the little beggar's face became stiff and his heart began to beat a drum, and he was already planning to run away immediately, the woman finally said, "although your flattery is very unskilled, it sounds comfortable. I won't care about you this time."

The woman twisted the gourd and took a sip of wine, and started again.

The little beggar let out a long sigh of relief.

"Did you meet that tiger in gummon this time?"

The woman asked in a low voice, her clothes fluttering in the wind.

"Of course, if you want to find someone in gumeng, how can you avoid him?"

The woman turned her head, "fight with him again?"

"Little beggar" gave a dull hum.

"Look at you, you must have lost again. Oh, it's a shame."

The woman shook her head in anger and sighed, then looked up and took a drink.

"If you can't do it once, you can't do it twice, if you can't do it twice, you can't do it three times I can beat him one day. "

The little beggar didn't lose heart. Instead, his eyes were deep and his fighting spirit was high.

"Yes, that's what a man said. It's no shame to lose to that tiger."

The bald man nodded. Of course, he didn't want to lose face. The tiger conquered Qi Huxiao of ancient Mongolia with a pair of fists and feet.

"Master, I've been holding a sentence in my heart for a long time. I don't know whether to say it or not."

Looking at the bald man who wanted to say nothing but was nervous and nervous, the woman said faintly: "I think even if you don't say it properly, you have to say it now. Say it. Don't worry that I will get angry. I will be a hero after 18 years at most, won't I?"The little beggar grinned bitterly, looked at the red rope on the woman's left wrist, hesitated, and finally said, "I think that tiger really likes you. Why doesn't the master give him a chance?"

Despite his superficial appearance, he can only talk about his ability. Looking at the whole dragon Kingdom, he can almost count the men who can compete with Qi Huxiao.

The man who conquered the whole ancient Mongolia can not be described as dragon and Phoenix in a word.

The woman is not smiling, can't see the joy and anger, "how? Have you been conquered by others and come back to be a lobbyist? "

The little beggar shook his head decisively, and his face was full of loyalty and magnanimity: "I can learn from my master's heart. If my master doubts me, I can show my ambition by death!"

How loud and powerful it is.

The woman also simply said with a smile: "then you die for me to see?"

The little beggar's face suddenly froze and he could not speak.

The woman smiles and shakes her head. Her face gradually becomes flat. She turns to face the surging Pujiang River and says quietly, "many things are not as simple as you think. I'm not suitable for him."

He understands the master's personality. If the master says it's inappropriate, it means there is no hope.

A touch of regret appeared in little beggar's eyes. He and Qi Huxiao were not friends, or even enemies. But from the heart, he really admired the tiger's behavior.

"I don't even like the tiger master. I really don't know how many people in the world can get into the master's eyes."

The little beggar was full of emotion.

"In fact, my request is very simple."

The woman's mouth slightly upturned, looking at the river like a joke: "as long as there is a man willing to jump Pujiang for me is enough."

The little beggar was stunned, then turned his head and looked around quickly. Under the woman's puzzled gaze, his eyes lit up, and then walked forward quickly.

The woman looked around and found a figure coming slowly.

Li futu came to Pujiang River to calm down and sort out the news from Yan Donglai. But when he was thinking about the motive of song Luoshen's forcing Wang Dengfeng to death, he was suddenly caught on the shoulder, and then a rude voice sounded.

"Hey, boy, please jump down the Pujiang River."