Li Liqin stood on the steps of the teahouse. In addition to some bamboo, there were two statues of elephants on both sides, but they were very small, and except for the base, they were only about twenty centimeters high.

This woman who struggles in the world will never reveal her heart to anyone. No one knows what she is thinking in her heart and what she will say next.

At this moment, her eyes turned into a little confused, a little melancholy, and a little sad when Geng Mo saw her for the first time.

She looked at the city that was gradually falling asleep, looked down at the lonely alley, and slowly murmured in her mouth: "Three years, five years, ten years, or a lifetime..."

Only Geng Mo was left in the entire teahouse. The calf was still sitting peacefully on the chair, lowering his head and fiddling with his cell phone. The two waiters stood at the front desk and looked at the back.

For them, no matter in the second row, even standing at the door, it would be much better than the passers-by outside the door. Inexplicable admiration burst out in their eyes, and the girl's heart was pounding and her face was flushed.

"Buzz." Geng Mo just sent out the worm's phonetic phone number and it rang out immediately.

"Geng Mo?" Zhao Qian's voice sounded from the other side of the insect speech, with some doubts.

"I haven't gone to bed yet?" Geng Mo heard the sound of the insect speech was quite noisy. This girl should be living the nightlife she said.

"It's right to hear that it's your voice. I'll tell you the address. No matter where you are, come and help me fight!" Zhao Qian said anxiously.

………

Yinghao International, the most popular nightclub in Liu Zhengguan in the past year, can be called the pioneer of Liu Zhengguan’s nightlife.

If the Junshang Club, which has been closed, is compared to the Changshan they hunted at the time, then Yinghao International is Mount Tai, with no comparison and no level at all.

From the perspective of consumers, this place is no longer limited to the first floor of Junshang Club, and it is full of popularity all year round.

The word "dry fight" seems to have disappeared from Geng Mo's life for a long time. When fighting with Qin Qiang and his group in the city, they all have to force themselves, and there are also some little-known purposes. It is rare to have a quarrel with others like Zhao Qian, a girl.

He called a taxi to the entrance of Yinghao International, and was really shocked. Compared to what he saw and heard before, he always thought that the club's income was like a small town, and the lights at the entrance were ambiguous.

If you don’t arrive, it’s almost the same as the Emperor who was opened by Jiang Du Erpang, which implies that there are some sensory entertainment projects inside. There are a few internal security guards with tattoos on their arms standing at the door, indicating that they are very safe inside.

But there is not here. It is more than ten meters high and nearly fifty meters long. There are reliefs carved on the exterior wall. There should be some famous paintings, but he has never seen them before.

There are searchlights every few meters below the wall. The yellow lights add a bit of aristocratic atmosphere to the wall. The door is a protruding piece, a revolving door.

"The frog in the well, you can see the leopard in the tube. The sword city is so small!" Geng Mo muttered viciously!

He was really excited today. He vaguely understood why Zhao Dezhu was willing to spend a lot of money to call a top-notch lady after making his first pot of gold.

Looking at another world with your eyes is always too simple. Only by walking in can you understand what it means to be immersive and you must continue to move forward.

I just walked into the revolving door and saw a little inside, suppressing the mentality of the earth bun, showing a calm expression.

"Welcome to Yinghao International, good evening, boss..."

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he heard the orioles singing in his ears, and the spring scenery in front of him was everywhere.

Right in front is a rotating step staircase. A circle is drawn to lead directly to the second floor. The first floor is relatively high, which is about six meters, which makes the step staircase very long.

On the right side of this step, there is a beautiful girl with a smile on each step. They are uniformly dressed in white long skirts between bridal and bridesmaids, and a brilliant crown of imitation diamonds on their heads.

It is no exaggeration to see any male being watched by these dozens of "brides" with a smile, the hormones in the body will be manifested through an organ.

"Hello, boss, how many people do you guys?" the waiter next to him followed and asked with his body slightly bent.

"Look for someone."

Geng Mo replied concisely, then raised his chest again and walked up the steps. Tang Monk could sit in his arms in the Kingdom of Women, and he could not match that monk?

"I'm not afraid of not being able to do anything, but I'm afraid of not having any ideas." Geng Mo said silently in his heart. Every time he takes a step, his mind seems to be stronger.

This creativity is put in the sword city. Even if you can support all the name of Sister Li, you will probably not be able to withstand it for a few days. Men are sensory animals. This is what the book says. The visual impact of this is even more lingering than the original wine lovers wearing bikini.

It’s not that the road is uneven, but that you can’t do it!

This guy for a moment actually forgot his purpose and began to think about his shortcomings.

Li Liqin once said: Makun's failure is a product of the transformation period of the world. Transformation requires experiencing pain and a group of people must be eliminated. In order to prevent being eliminated by the world, first of all, thoughts, and secondly, others.

The waiter heard that he was looking for someone, and he didn't ignorantly tell him whether he wanted to bring a "bride" to drink and have fun.

Geng Mo walked upstairs and heard harsh music. This place was already a bit modern, no longer the occasional disco hot field in Sword City.

The audience played heavy metal music that he had never heard of. After turning around, it suddenly became clear like a peach blossom land. It was a regular dance floor with a large venue and luxurious decoration. The lights already had flashes.

There were demons dancing inside, and the figures were shining.

The sound was too noisy, and he didn't walk in. He stood around the corner and took out the insect words and called Zhao Qian, telling her that he was at the door.

Zhao Qian was indeed anxious in the worm talk before coming, but she didn't hear much of the matter. Moreover, in his consciousness, this girl was never the one who suffered a loss.

There were men and women walking back and forth in front of him. He found that everyone had a passionate aura, which might not be as strong as Ding Xia, but this calf did not have.

Since he got to deal with Old Shen, Shen Ze saw that he was talking about Brother Mo, he no longer felt inferior, so he looked a little envious and had nothing else to do.

Next to him, a young man with yellow hair, wearing pants with a crotch that was almost at his knees, looked around and saw Geng Mo, but he didn't have much respect. He pouted and asked, "Are you Geng Mo?"
Chapter completed!