Xia Zhiyuan asked from the side: "Gang leader, you promised these male subordinates that you will give them luxury cars and beautiful women in the future. What will you give me in the future?"
Ximenlang smiled and said: "I forgot, there is a female leader here. Let me think about it, what can I give you as a gift when the Julang Gang develops and grows in the future?" He scratched his head and joked: "Yes, I will
How about giving you a handsome and handsome man?"
Xia Zhiyuan snorted coldly and said: "No need, the more handsome a man is, the worse he is. What I hate most is handsome men."
Ximen Lang knew that she meant something, and said awkwardly: "That's not necessarily true..."
But those members looked at him and kept snickering secretly, thinking that in terms of handsomeness, who in the entire Nanfeng High School could be better than Brother Lang? Princess Yuan was deliberately fighting against him.
Sensing the playful looks from everyone, Ximen Lang was even more embarrassed. He coughed twice, cleared his throat and said: "If our Julang Gang wants to have super combat power, we must strengthen the quality of the members of the organization. Therefore, we should strengthen
For the management of gang members, it is especially important for those of you who are the leaders to conduct military training on them and improve their personal abilities when you have time in the future." He is a special forces soldier, and of course he understands that personal abilities are crucial to improving the overall performance of the gang.
The importance of group attack power.
The group of people continued to talk along the topics he provided, gradually forgetting the little episode between him and Xia Zhiyuan just now, and the discussion was in full swing.
Ximen Lang caught a glimpse of the tired look on Xia Zhiyuan's face and said, "Okay, it's very late at night. Let's all go and have a rest. This office will be given to Beauty Xia. She is resting here. No one of you is allowed to come in.
, otherwise, I won’t care if the leader of Blood Lily carries out the execution.”
Everyone laughed, stood up and walked outside.
"Whoever dares to offend Princess Yuan is not seeking death?"
"That's right, I guess someone as bold as that hasn't been born yet..."
Ximen Lang waited until everyone had left, turned around and said, "Yuanyuan, you should go to bed early."
Xia Zhiyuan nodded and said: "I know, you can go out too." She shook her neck inadvertently, but her pretty snow-white face showed a look of pain.
Ximenlang could see it clearly and asked hurriedly: "Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you?"
"I have some pain in my neck."
"Let me show you." Ximen Lang hurriedly approached her and reached out to touch her neck to check her to see if she was injured.
However, Xia Zhiyuan retreated as if she had been burned by a soldering iron, and said coldly: "Gang leader, please respect yourself and don't touch your subordinates?"
Ximenlang looked at her in surprise, how could her attitude towards him change like this? No, the two of them had already had a super friendship. He was willingly pushed down by her and let her ride him one after another after taking aphrodisiacs.
After sitting five times, she saw the rolling snow-capped mountains, the brilliant red on the peaks, and the secluded springs with lush green grass. There was no place on her body that she had not touched, and now she was not even allowed to touch her neck!
Ximenlang smiled unnaturally. Ximenlang was a little embarrassed and hurriedly explained: "Yuanyuan, I definitely don't have that intention. I just want to check your neck to see if it's injured. Don't get me wrong..."
Xia Zhiyuan was secretly angry, hating you because you didn't have the heart!
"No need, it's my own business whether I get hurt or not. How dare I bother the gang leader?" His voice was still cold, and I muttered to myself, now I'm being kind. When I slept with her, I was bleeding, why didn't you say anything?
Some comfort?
Ximen Lang said helplessly: "Well, since you don't want me to check, I'll go out right away." He glanced at the nearly one million banknotes on the coffee table and said, "Please help me put the money in first."
In the safe."
Xia Zhiyuan said calmly: "I know." When Ximenlang took out the key and opened the safe, she carried several large convenience bags over, squatted down and put the money into the safe.
Seeing her tilting her head unnaturally, Ximen Lang couldn't bear the pain in her neck, so he grabbed her jade-white neck with one hand.
"Oh, what are you doing?" Xia Zhiyuan shouted angrily.
The sound was so loud that Fatty Han and others in the high-end gambling room next door heard it, and everyone was a little confused.
Liu Kaifeng hurriedly asked: "What's going on? Xia Zhiyuan seems to be screaming. Is something going to happen?"
Fatty Han said disapprovingly: "It's unfounded to worry. Brother Lang is still in that room with her. What could happen?"
Ronnie chuckled: "Maybe it was Brother Lang who made Princess Yuan scream."
Long Feiyu said with a smile: "Is it possible that Brother Lang is performing a show of overlord forcing his bow..."
Bu Qingyun said: "Shh, let's keep quiet and put our ears to the wall to listen to what's going on."
A group of boys came over one after another, leaned over and put their ears against the wall, listening quietly. Of course, there was one exception among them, and that was Xuanyuan Mo, who had a crush on Xia Zhiyuan. He felt a little melancholy and a little lost. However, he then thought about it.
Think, Yuan Gong
The Lord is such a fairy, how many people in the world can be worthy of her, probably only a hero like Brother Lang can win her heart, I should be happy for the happiness she has, thinking of this
Here, he gradually felt relieved.
Next door, Ximen Lang grabbed Xia Zhiyuan's neck with his right hand and squeezed it back and forth. He immediately found out that the tendons in his neck were out of grooves. Knowing that it might have been caused by Yang Dewang's violent strangulation when he was about to die, he hurriedly said: "Don't move.
Just bear with it, it'll be fine in a while." He pressed hard on the raised vein with his thumb to restore it to its original position.
This sudden heavy technique was so overbearing that Xia Zhiyuan couldn't bear it and screamed, "Ah... it hurts... ah..."
Fatty Han and others in the other room heard Xia Zhiyuan's voice clearly, and in an instant, everyone's heads were filled with imagination.
Bu Qingyun imagined that Brother Lang would skin Princess Yuan like a white sheep and throw her on the desk, then stand up and stab her. Princess Yuan, a virgin, finally couldn't stand the sudden pain and screamed.
What Long Feiyu imagined was even more brutal. Brother Lang pushed the naked Princess Yuan directly to the ground, with a ferocious smile on his face and suddenly pounced on her like a hungry wolf.
Everyone else's imaginations are also all kinds of weird and different. They all apply many postures in movies starting with the letter A to Brother Lang and Sister Yuan, and without exception they think that they are having a super-friendship.
Fatty Han's inner thoughts were even more despicable, and he actually asked them to think about it backwards. Princess Yuan's blood-stained white skirt was lifted up and covered her back, and her thin black trousers fell to the crooks of her legs.
The tender buttocks were raised high, and the two long legs as white as jade trembled to endure Brother Lang's devastating blow, and blood spattered everywhere...
He whispered with great emotion: "Brother Lang is such a beast!"