It wasn't until he got out of the taxi that the squad leader returned the phone to Gao Fei and made a sharp comment on his collection of animations and ghost videos:
"Your preferences are similar to that of my brother who just graduated from junior high school! Han Dong also often looks at these weird things. I can't understand what's so funny about them!"
"Ahem, our older middle school students are like this...we all have a low sense of humor." Gao Fei smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.
Gao Fei was walking down the street with three beautiful female college students, which naturally attracted the attention of passers-by. Although he didn't want to be sentimental, there was something secretly satisfying about playing the role of "flower protector".
Surrounding the hot hot pot, the four young people chatted while eating. Of course, the topic was mainly about girls. They met to go shopping after the meal.
Gao Fei had a slight headache when he heard that he wanted to go shopping.
Usually, it would be enough to go shopping alone with Jiang Feng.
Not only did she have to run errands and carry her bags, but she also had to make a pertinent yet complimentary comment on the clothes and shoes she tried on.
I tried my best to blow a rainbow fart, but after thinking about it for a while, I inexplicably gave up and stopped buying it. Gao Fei felt very exhausted every time like this.
Now he was asked to accompany three girls to the mall. Gao Fei couldn't bear this heavy blessing, so he quickly made an excuse, saying that his books were left in the library and he had to review his homework in the afternoon, so he wouldn't accompany them.
Went shopping.
After bidding farewell to the three beauties, Gao Fei retrieved the textbooks left in the library and went home alone.
After reviewing for half an hour, Gao Fei felt that it was more than enough to cope with the exam, so he put down the book, opened the astrolabe, logged into the Savior Simulator, entered his customized module "Duel Agent", and started to conquer Chapter 10.
Before the player obtains the operating authority, there is a cutscene as usual to explain the main tasks of this chapter.
One weekend in June, Mr. Musk, who was successful in his career and very proud of his career, was sitting at the dining table of his office, opposite his unmarried and right-hand assistant Miss Lisa.
Tonight is Miss Lisa's 18th birthday. On this warm midsummer night, the couple had a candlelight dinner. The bright red roses, chocolate cake and champagne on the table created a sweet and romantic atmosphere.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden wave of magic power at the door of the restaurant, and a beam of teleportation light rose up.
The uninvited visitor in the teleportation array was an aristocratic young man in his 20s. He was disheveled and looked panicked, as if he was on the run.
Holding the knife in his hand, Musk stood up in surprise and looked at the uninvited guest.
"Paul Porter? Why did you suddenly come to my house?"
"Uh, Musk, my dear friend, I have encountered a little trouble..." Mr. Porter wiped his sweat, and then couldn't help coughing violently, "It's a long story, can you give me a drink?"
My throat is smoking, and my heart is beating too fast... Oh, God, I feel like I can’t breathe and I’m about to die!”
"You do look ugly, my poor friend. Anyway, sit down and take a breath and drink something to calm down."
Musk pulled a chair and helped Paul sit next to him.
Lisa reluctantly poured a glass of champagne for this unsightly visitor, and asked Paul politely and coldly: "Dear Lord, maybe Musk and I have forgotten that we invited you to be our guest tonight, otherwise we can't explain it.
Why did you suddenly come to my humble home?"
Paul Porter heard the thorn in her words and lamented with a sad face: "Oh, Miss Colt, don't blame me for being disgraceful. If I hadn't run fast tonight, I would have almost lost my life in Wycombe Abbey.
!”
"Wycombe Abbey?" Lisa raised her beautiful eyebrows, the disdain on her face becoming more and more obvious, "If I remember correctly, that's where your 'Hellfire Club' holds its weekend gatherings, the upper class in the city.
Playboys and courtesans love to crawl into that filthy gutter!"
"Ahem... We do have a party at the club tonight." Paul took a sip of wine to cover up his embarrassment, "We played a little too big this time, but we messed up and got into big trouble..."
"This doesn't surprise me!" Lisa chuckled, "Dear Lord, I guess you probably want to have a romantic night with a certain lady in the club, but unfortunately she already has a escort by her side.
You were jealous and got into a fight. Unfortunately, my lord, you lost in the duel and you were not convinced, so you hurriedly came to Musk and wanted to ask him to act as your agent and have a duel with your love rival?
"
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, if you have such thoughts, it's best to give up as soon as possible! Our business has rules and does not accept such business involving sexual disputes. I'm afraid Musk and I can't help you!"
"Okay Lisa, just stop saying a few words!"
Musk glanced at his fiancée and complained that she was too harsh towards his friend.
Paul Porter smiled bitterly and waved his hand, signaling his friend not to mind, and that he would not become angry because Lisa said some harsh words.
"Musk, Lisa, of course I know your rules, and I didn't end up like this just because of jealousy. In fact, the trouble I encountered was, to be precise, the trouble our entire club encountered. It was so serious that it was far too serious.
Far beyond your imagination!”
"Musk, my dearest friend! To tell you the truth, now I have no choice but to come to you. I really can't think of anyone else who can save the Hellfire Club!"
"That kind of sensual and extremely depraved club deserves to be destroyed!"
Lisa wanted to gloat, but her fiancé stopped her with a stern look.
"Don't get excited, tell me slowly, what kind of trouble did you encounter?" Musk asked Paul.
"Devil..." The young Marquis's trembling lips softly uttered a word that seemed to scald his mouth, "Just tonight, we accidentally... summoned the devil to the monastery!"
"Summon a demon?!" As a cleric, Lisa had reason to be shocked and angry. "Lord Potter, why do you and your group of degenerate friends do such taboo things!"
"Hey... look at what you said, Miss Colt, the Hellfire Club was founded to resist secular moral ethics. Every time the club members get together, they are racking their brains and trying new tricks to break the taboos. Don't you know it now?
Our action plan?" Paul asked angrily.
Musk waved his hand to signal his fiancée to stay calm, and said to Paul with a serious face: "There must be a limit to your nonsense. When you held the ritual of summoning the devil, didn't you consider the consequences?" This chapter has been completed!
