The next day, noon.

Lin Jun, Yang, and Bobo first greeted Xiaochen, and then began to go to the hospital to check the cars and basic reserves.

"Why are you busy?" Haifeng walked over and asked with a simple backpack.

"Check it out, it will be troublesome on the bad road." Lin Jun came out of the undercarriage and nodded at Haifeng.

"Bang!"

Bobo placed the spare tire, jack and repair tool box in the back seat of the Wrangler.

"Can it work?" Yang asked with a smile on Haifeng.

"...It must be impossible to compare with you, but it's okay to drive a little far away." Haifeng nodded.

"Okay, get in the car." Lin Jun took off his light blue work clothes, then wiped his boots vulgarly, then pulled open the car door and went to the co-pilot.

"Buzz!"

Yang tried the accelerator, then nodded and shouted, "It's OK, let's go."

After the brief conversation, the four of them set off on the road and left. Haifeng, who was sitting in the car, pointed out the location of the destination on GPS and told everyone that the route was relatively calm and safe.

At this moment, Zhai Yao was sitting on the second floor and was having a meeting. He listened to the endless speech of the people below, drinking coffee, and turning his head to glance at the leaving Wrangler.

...

Domestic, Yanshi.

Wanhe Five Monsters, Du Ziteng, Xiaoyan, Li Yingji, Qingjie, Zhuangzhuang, and a large group of people sat in the KTV together, but there were no girls in the house, all of them were big men.

Everyone was bored and chatting in groups.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and the manager led six or seven waiters and walked in with his hands behind his back.

"Brother, are you playing?" After entering the house, the manager glanced at more than 20 young men, then frowned and asked.

"Haha, aren't you just playing with this?" Du Ziteng was stunned and then grinned his teeth.

"...Brother, more than 20 people, just order one low-cost! Six bottles of beer and one fruit plate, are you enough?" the manager asked grinding his teeth.

"What? We have to report to you how much we eat? Do you accept it?" Du Ziteng asked with a frown.

"Okay, you guys play." The manager was silent for four or five seconds, then gritted his teeth and threw it down, turned around and left.

Five minutes later, Liu Wei walked into the private room.

"Is the manager here?" Liu Wei asked directly.

"Yeah, here we come!" Du Ziteng nodded.

"Haha, what did you say?" Liu Wei asked again with a smile.

"Then what the hell can you say! People drink six bottles of beer while we are over 20 people, afraid of cross-infection on our mouths!" Li Yingji rolled her eyes.

"Fuck! Don't pay attention to him, keep playing like this! Zi Teng will renew the fee when the private room is at the time!" Liu Wei nodded and then added: "If you don't see the money, you will definitely not be able to leave today! Whoever you have children in your hands, shake it here for me! You are not doing anything, I am not short of money."

"It's OK!" The young man who led the team in the house immediately responded with a smile.

"Okay, you guys stay, I'll wait downstairs."

"Is Brother Bei here?" Qingjie asked.

"Haha, can he come!" Liu Wei called out, then turned around and left.

After a while, the house continued to make noise. When Li Yingji saw so many people, she couldn't control her desire to perform, and then shouted: "Come on, stop playing poker, I'll sing a song "Thinking too much" for you to liven up the atmosphere!"

"I just want to hear your colorful cloud south." Zhuangzhuang said with a grin.

"Go home to sing, go home to sing!" Li Yingji blinked at Zhuangzhuang, and then he was about to go to the singing station to order songs.

"I'll give you some... handsome guy, are you going to sing Li Jiuzhe?" At this moment, a young man in his twenties leaned against the singing stage and said to Li Yingji in a soft voice.

"Ah, yes, it's Lee Kyu-chul." Lee Young-ji nodded carelessly.

After Li Yingji finished speaking, the young man stood up. He was wearing light green slim-fitting pants with skin tightness, and a pair of pointed leather shoes that were comparable to pendants. He was wearing a pink T-shirt on his upper body and his head was covered with wax, which made people look a little sexy.

"What the hell is this dress?" Xiaoyan said with a little frightened as he knocked on melon seeds.

"...It's so exciting." Du Ziteng held it in for a long time, and he really couldn't find the adjective to comment.

"Sing, handsome guy, please order it." After finishing the pink T-shirt, the man said to Lee Young-ji with his crotch in his crotch.

"Ahem!"

Lee Young-ji cleared her throat and then started to howl. Although this guy is not usually tuned, he is very talented in singing, has excellent pitch and a recognizable voice, which is not much worse than those who participated in the talent show. Moreover, although Lee Young-ji dressed a little differently, she looks absolutely handsome, a bit like Guan Xi who was thirty years old. She always had a smirk on the corner of her mouth, and she still had the lethality to the little girl.

The singing resounded in the private room. At first, others didn't pay attention, but Lee Young-ji sang well, so it attracted everyone's attention. The more he looked at Lee Young-ji, the more he looked at Lee Young-ji, the more he looked, the more wrong he looked. At first, it was the expression of a hair-spring cat when he met a breeding dog, but gradually became obsessed...

After singing the song, Li Yingji put down the microphone and rubbed her throat and said, "I'll tell you that! People are so expensive that they are low-key, so I want to show off. What's the matter with JB and Wang Banbi?! I might be able to try my best with her!"

"I'm singing so well, drink a little water." The man in a pink T-shirt took a bottle of mineral water and then walked over with infatuation.

"...What are you wearing? " Li Yingji glanced at him with a squint eyes, then joked.

"I'm thin." The man in a pink T-shirt is a little shy.

"Are you fucking finished?" At this moment, a young man with a angular figure and a tall body stood up, and then he scolded Zhang Fei for the man in a pink T-shirt.

"What's wrong?" asked the pink T-shirt man with flushed cheeks, a little embarrassed and angry.

"Fuck your mother! Why are you doing with him?" The tall young man, with anger, veins on his forehead, roared with fists.

Li Yingji was completely confused at this moment and was a little confused.

"I'll just get him a bottle of water, what's wrong? Don't be sick... You won't let me talk to others?" The man in a pink T-shirt said with a striking voice.

"Damn it! You slut, you must have been scratching your eyes again!" The tall young man's words were extremely vulgar.

"Slutty-pist????" Du Ziteng immediately felt his head full of question marks when he heard this adjective.

"Hey! Brother, what are you doing?! What's wrong?" Li Yingji persuaded her with some difficulty understanding.

"Don't speak so disgustingly, okay..." The man in a pink T-shirt, with a scary face, pointed at the tall young man and said, "Don't you know if I love you?"

"Get out of the way! Don't use you to lick other people's jb's mouths, say you love me!" The tall man cursed at all.

"What the hell is this plot?" Qingjie asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!