Fu Sheng drove straight to the county town with Wang Guan, who was drunk. After getting in the car, Wang Guan called Wang Yakun. Soon after, he fell asleep leaning on his seat. This guy Drink too much.
Fusheng squinted at Wang Yiguan, who was sleeping soundly, and then called twice: "County Magistrate Wang, Magistrate Wang,"
Wang Guangyuan didn't even hum, but he slept very deeply.
Fusheng slowed down the car, reached out and took out his mobile phone, and dialed Lei Qiang's number.
"Hey, I'm on the way, getting ready to go to the Red Rose Cabaret. I'll talk later," Fusheng put down the phone.
The two cars drove very fast. More than half an hour later, the car arrived at the county town and at the entrance of the Red Rose Cabaret. Wang Yiguan's driver stopped the car, and Fu Sheng also stopped the car.
"County Magistrate Wang, Magistrate Wang, we're here, please wake up," Fusheng reached out and shook Wang Yiguan's shoulder.
County Magistrate Wang's driver jumped out of the car and hurried over. Seeing that Wang Yiguan was sleeping so hard that he was crying, he hurriedly followed Fu Sheng to wake up Wang Yiguan.
At this moment, Wang Yakun also arrived at the singing hall. As soon as he entered, he saw Wang Yiguan's car arriving, so he hurriedly walked out and came towards Wang Yiguan.
"Ah, we're here, I...fuck me, I actually fell asleep," Wang Guanyi was awakened, opened his eyes and saw that he had arrived in front of the karaoke hall, he said as he staggered out of the car.
"Uncle, why have you drunk so much? Can you still sing?" Wang Yakun asked when he saw Wang Yiguan's sleepy look.
"No...it doesn't matter, you guys sing, I...I have to find a girl to relax, hehe, you're welcome, there's someone spending money today, hehe," Wang Yiguan shook and patted Wang Yakun on the shoulder. .
"Oh, why are you like this? Come here and let me tell you something." Wang Yakun stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Yiguan aside. He winked at the driver and looked at the driver as he led Fusheng in to listen to the song. , then whispered to Wang Yiguan: "Uncle, why are you still in the mood to play at this time? I don't know what's going on with Ai Hongmin,"
"Yakun, don't worry. I've heard that Ai Hongmin was seriously injured. Even if he doesn't die, there's nothing he can do about it. He's so angry today. I'm happy to have a good time, not to mention Fu Sheng. I'll give it to you, hehe,"
"My people also saw Ai Hongmin entering the hospital covered in blood. It seems that he was seriously injured. However, we don't know yet whether he is dead or not. I heard that he is still in the emergency room. As for rescuing him, we won't be happy in vain if he doesn't die," Wang Yakun said worriedly.
"He won't be able to get better unless he dies. Being crippled will be enough for him. Let's be happy first. At most, we will ask someone to patch him up tomorrow and let him go to see the King of Hell." Wang Yiguan is really a 250-year-old guy. He pulled Wang Yakun into the singing hall.
Wang Guan is a regular patron of this karaoke bar and spends a lot of money in this karaoke bar. The owner of the karaoke bar is more enthusiastic towards him than his own father. When he saw him come in, he immediately greeted him.
"County Magistrate Wang, you are here. If you need anything, just tell me and I will prepare it for you."
"Hey, are there any new girls recently? Come here, pick out some younger ones and prettier ones for me, and arrange a room for me in the back," Wang Yiguan said unceremoniously. The room behind is a karaoke hall. It is specially arranged for customers with special requirements. It will not be arranged for those who are not just acquaintances. Wang Guanyi enjoys it here.
"Okay, I guarantee your satisfaction. Let me tell you, a sixteen-year-old chick came yesterday and hasn't opened the package yet. If you like it, I'll call her for you. However, the price is a little high. "
"Stop talking nonsense, call her over to me quickly. Am I the kind of person who is short of money?" Wang Yiguan glared and negotiated the price with me. Damn, aren't you trying to make fun of me?
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away," the boss was so happy that he hurriedly turned around and left. Wang Yiguan and Wang Yakun also entered the private room.
As soon as the two of them entered the singing room, three or four young men with strange hair styles followed them in. They opened a room next to the singing room opened by Fu Sheng. After a while, there was a sound like killing a pig. singing.
After a while, several gorgeous women followed the boss and walked in. Behind the boss, there was a girl in her teens. The girl seemed to be very scared and timid. At first glance, it was her first time entering this place. kind of scene.
"Xiaomei, today you will sing with County Magistrate Wang. Did you hear that? As long as you perform well, you will have a good life in the future. If you dare to offend the guests, you know what will happen," the owner of the karaoke bar said in a low voice. He spoke loudly to the little girl, while pulling Xiaomei to Deputy County Magistrate Wang's side.
"Hahaha, it's really good. I like this little look," Deputy County Magistrate Wang stretched out his hand and pulled Xiaomei into his arms.
Miss Xiaomei was very frightened. Just as she was about to break free, she suddenly saw the boss's vicious gaze. She was so frightened that she shrank obediently beside Deputy County Magistrate Wang and did not dare to move again.
Several other women dressed coquettishly ran towards Wang Yakun, Fusheng, and the driver respectively. These people were quite relaxed and sat directly on the other's lap before they could speak. They deliberately raised their legs for a short time. The skirt was worn, revealing the almost faintly visible black bottom.
Fusheng looked at the little girl Wang Guanyi pulled over. He saw the tenderness and panic on her face, and knew that this child was not the same as the gorgeous women next to him. Fusheng couldn't help but frown, this girl He looks like he's still in school age, why are he here?
The song started to sing. Wang Yiguan's driver seemed to come to such occasions with Wang Guan often, and he was very relaxed. He hugged a woman in his arms and grabbed the microphone, and started howling like a ghost. The sound is really comparable to the one next door that makes a sound like killing a pig.
Wang Guanyi looked at the little girl Xiaomei in his arms. He scratched and squeezed the two underdeveloped bunnies on Xiaomei's chest with his claws. Xiaomei wanted to hide but didn't dare to, and wanted to cry but didn't dare. Don't dare to cry.
Wang Yakun seemed to have experienced this kind of situation too. He put his hands directly into the skirt of the woman sitting on his lap. The woman was very cooperative and deliberately spread her legs apart so that Wang Yakun's hands could go smoothly. Go deep.
Fusheng frowned fiercely, reached out and grabbed a bottle of beer, and took a big gulp.
"Bang," suddenly, the door was kicked open, and a boy with hair dyed three or four colors appeared at the door.
"Nima, can you sing? If you can't sing, don't howl like this. It's really disturbing my mood," the boy stood at the door and cursed.