The wind Thunder Tiger looked at yunmenglong and said: "Although the boss is not familiar with the business of the underworld, his speech is to the point. After all, pornography, gambling and drugs are not allowed by the national law. Now some of us can step on the edge, but no one can do it boldly. If we go beyond the national warning line, the state will do it. Our development path is a legitimate business, which sister Yun has said for a long time."

Yunmenglong moved and scolded: "it's hard to take a car, but it's better to run. How fucking cool it feels to walk against the wind!"

The wind Thunder Tiger laughed and said, "brother, you really don't enjoy your life. My Rolls Royce is specially made. Looking at the world, it won't exceed five. You don't feel comfortable sitting. But you'll be in the second heaven right away. There, you'll see my sister."

Yunmenglong's eyes lit up and he said with a laugh, "I'd like to see if sister tiger is as sacred as you said. If not, be careful that I let your little brother leave you." then he urged Liao fei'er to say, "your boy, drive faster. This old car is so slow. When will it arrive?"

Liao Feier reluctantly accelerates. Yunmenglong asks Feng Leihu to open the skylight. Yunmenglong stands up, starts slightly and stands on the rear compartment cover. At that high speed, yunmenglong stands behind as if walking on the ground and motionless.

City neon, restless beating, night as white as day, cool wind everywhere.

Second heaven, in box 5.

A middle-aged man with a two inch scar on his detestable face and forehead smiled at sister Ling and said, "this chick is on time. She is much better than those. Come on, give me a kiss."

Sister Ling looks only eighteen or nine years old. She coldly looks at the middle-aged man extending his arms and seeing that a beautiful woman is about to be held by an animal.

"Ah...!" the middle-aged man screamed like a pig, and his face was distorted. The tangled scars made him look more terrible. His face turned white and brushed with white ash, and his forehead was sweating. His whole body was arched into a qualified shrimp. His hands covered his crotch and fell to the ground.

It turned out that at that moment, the girl quickly raised her lower leg and kicked the middle-aged man in the lower Yin. Considering the sharp heel, it was estimated that the boy's penis was rotten. His scream was really loud, but under the cover of the girl's deliberately loud music and the excellent sound insulation effect of the VIP room, no one heard it outside.