The feast was held on the fifth floor. For this feast of the Qinglong Gang, this restaurant probably put in a lot of effort. The entire fifth floor was decorated magnificently! Here, people walking back and forth are all people from the Qinglong Gang.
Jiumei Luolan and Xia Zhichun shuttled among these people carrying trays.
"Congratulations, Gang Leader."
"Congratulations, Gang Leader."
Groups of young men from the Qinglong Gang toasted to the leader of the Qinglong Gang.
"Gang leader, why don't you see the young master?" Suddenly, a person who looked like a senior cadre asked.
This question also attracted the attention of Jiumei Luolan and Xia Zhichun, Master? It turns out that the old man from the Qinglong Gang has a son.
"Most of our Qinglong Gang came to attend the feast today, and he is about to succeed me. I asked him to stay in the gang and take care of the affairs." The leader of the Qinglong Gang spoke.
"But Gang Leader, the fact that we were able to successfully frame the Soul Eater Gang this time and avoid Xie Mei's powerful pursuit is all thanks to the young master." Another one stepped forward and said.
Jiumei Luolan and Xia Zhichun took a breath, looked at each other, and calmly walked to a corner that was not very noticeable.
"It turns out there is a little fox behind the old fox!" Jiumei Luolan's cold face had a hint of evil.
"Lanlan, you stay here to take care of the old one, and I'll go to the Qinglong Gang to kill the younger one." Xia Zhichun killed him in the air with his hand.
Jiumei Luolan nodded.
He did what he said without any hesitation. Anyway, one more waiter and one less waiter would not attract much attention. Xia Zhichun put down the tray, slowly walked out of the fifth floor, and disappeared into the restaurant.
Jiumei Luolan was left alone. She put down the tray in her hand, found a small chair, and sat comfortably in the dark, observing the actions of the old man from the Qinglong Gang.
Tsk tsk tsk, he is indeed an old fox. He is so old and yet he is so perverted.
He looked at the old man not far away with cold and disgusting eyes, and saw that while he was drinking, his other hand stretched out to the thigh of the waitress next to him.
People are dogs and cannot be kept! Obscene things will only dirty her eyes.
He stood up suddenly and walked to the long dining table. He glanced at the white tablecloth on the dining table. He put his hand on the tablecloth and stroked it gently.
The people of the Qinglong Gang were still playing leisurely and leisurely, but little did they know that danger was still slowly approaching them.
In an instant, he grabbed the tablecloth with his palm and pulled hard!
Bang, bang, bang, bang. The things on the long dining table fell to the ground with clatter.
Everyone glanced at Jiumei Luolan.
Holding a long white cloth in her hand, Jiumei Luolan faced everyone's gaze without any fear. The white cloth was thrown into the air to cover her body. At that moment, Jiumei Luolan tore off her lower skin, revealing her stunning face.
Beautiful face.
The white cloth fell on Jiumei Luolan's shoulders.
Her charming smile can captivate a country or a city.
The members of the Qinglong Gang are all men, and although some of them have seen the world, they have never seen such beauties.
Jiumei Luolan lightly jumped onto the dining table, holding a long white cloth in her hand, and she actually started dancing on the dining table!
Every frown and every smile was so eye-catching. The people present were almost carried away by the stunning appearance and the charming yet elegant dancing posture.
His body was still dancing, but he smiled disdainfully in his heart.
Rotate! Rotate again, the graceful and beautiful body keeps rotating on the long dining table, until... the footsteps have moved to the other end of the dining table. The speed of rotation begins to slow down slowly.
Jiumiro's blue eyes sharpened, and swoosh~~ the white stuff in his hand flew out...