Feng Song was downstairs with his hands in front of his mouth, "You are stupid with your flower-waving hand. Your flower-waving hand can fly, so at least you can save yourself!"

Almost all the onlookers around were rubbing their eyes.

They suspected that they were drunk today and saw countless things that were impossible to see. The security guard raised his head and looked up at the starry sky and the screaming fat chicken under the starry sky.

The security guard looked sideways at Feng Song. This Taoist priest looked pretty and handsome, but his body didn't look as strong as his. How could he lift a 200-pound fat man into the sky?

The security guard couldn't help but squeezed in front of Feng Song and asked softly.

"This Taoist priest, are you a cultivator?"

Feng Song heard his words clearly, she shook her head and said loudly.

"Ah, no, this is also a performance event."

"This guy has a wire hanging from him. Wait for him to come down in a while. If you have any questions, just ask him."

Feng Song could tell that these guys at the foot of the mountain were all rookies. They made a fuss over such trivial matters, and they were not as knowledgeable as the sons and daughters of the Lin family.

Thinking about it this way, Feng Song felt that it was too late to go home.

A qualified father should not stay up at night, unless of course he goes out to accompany his son.

Feng Song thought of it, but when Mr. Wang collapsed and fell to the ground again, Feng Song easily caught him.

After putting Mr. Wang on the ground, Feng Song's steps staggered, and it was almost unclear how she walked. Her people had already walked through the crowded crowd and arrived at the door of the bar calmly.

The people in the bar had been driven crazy by the new things they had never seen before. They surrounded Mr. Wang, not caring about Mr. Wang's remaining dignity.

Mr. Wang, who was so arrogant a few minutes ago, is now just an overweight, over-age kid who wet his pants and shouted for his mother.

Mr. Wang's wig fell off, revealing half of his bald head. He lay on the ground and his body kept twitching.

"Mom...Mom, help..."

Many people couldn't help but laugh when they saw Mr. Wang like this.

"You are so cowardly. You can scare me like this with just a wire. Are you still a man?"

"That's right! I'm usually so awesome, but now I'm so virtuous, I'm really cowardly."

"You can't say that. The guy in Taoist robes couldn't fly as high as him. His head almost hit the roof and flew out, right?"

"Damn it! I just posted the video online and it became so popular!"

"Where's the man wearing the Taoist robe?!"

People crowded around for a long time before they realized that the Taoist priest was missing. It was just dark in the hotel. Where could they go to find him?

Feng Song left the bar and stood at the door. Before she took two steps, she heard someone talking about her.

"Wow, there's a great guy in this bar! Did you see the one with the flower hand flying into the air?"

"Look! The show seems to be going on! Come on, come on!"

There was also a middle-aged man wearing flowery trousers holding a mobile phone, and he was introducing like a tour guide.

"Hey guys, I saw a video online of the Taoist priest shaking flowers with his hands, and I realized that this bar is right next to my house. This bar has high consumption, and only rich people can come."

"Today, even if I spend a huge amount of money, I will live broadcast the Taoist priest's performance to the treasures!"

"Look, there is a Taoist priest wearing a green shirt here. It seems that there is a team for this performance!"

The anchor said, picked up the phone and walked towards Feng Song, "Hello, are you also here to participate in the performance? Is the flower waving hand performance over?"

Feng Song raised his eyebrows.

"No, if you want to see it, go quickly. If you go late, you will miss the exciting part."

It would be a shame not to see Mr. Wang pee his pants.

Feng Song is a person who is determined to retaliate. A favor may not be repaid with a feather, but if you roll your eyes at me, she will definitely go to the other person's house to throw rotten eggs at night.

The anchor nodded to express his understanding, and then he realized that the Taoist man was really beautiful, like a celebrity. Just as he was about to continue the interview, Feng Song had already strode away.

As Feng Song walked, he pulled off his Taoist robe.

Wearing a Taoist robe is a bit inconvenient.

Handsome people are troublesome, alas.

The wind blew, and her back was neat and elegant. After the long robe was pulled off, she was exposed to the black trousers and white shirt she was wearing underneath. The tail of the shirt was tucked into a narrow belt. Her slender waist and slender legs were in proportion.

It's perfect.

The long hair swayed behind her head as she walked and the wind swept her narrow waist.

As a straight man, the anchor clearly heard the sound of himself swallowing...

This Taoist Priest is amazing, he is very likely to be the one who can break all the men.

As an anchor who can come to this aristocratic bar to spend money, the man is actually the CEO of a media company. Seeing Feng Song's appearance and being an actor invited by the bar, he must be an artist from some company.

Therefore, he decided to go back at night to investigate the little Taoist priest and sign the little Taoist priest to his company.

At the same time, inside the bar.

Lin Fengling almost collapsed, with sweat on his forehead. There was a guy outside the door who kept knocking on the door and making excited noises that were blocked by the soundproof door. This guy made Lin Fengling suspect that he wanted to eat shit.

This made Lin Fengling even more upset.

Lin Fengling wanted to call her little dad several times to say hello, but she was afraid that her weak voice would make her dad think he was not good enough, so she resisted the call.

Finally, when he was feeling much better and the knocking on the door had not stopped, Lin Fengling held her waist and opened the toilet door.

Outside the door, the manager stood with a red face, and his hand almost hit Lin Fengling.

"Master Ling! Master Ling, you have figured it out!"

Listening to the manager's tone, Lin Fengling thought he had hired a eunuch in his company. His face darkened, and there was a hint of coldness in his tired eyes, "If you have anything to say, say it quickly. If you have anything to say, go out and let it go!"

The manager had a very bright smile on his face.
Chapter completed!