I parked the car behind the A4 and asked Jin Beibei to stay in the car. Lao Xian and I walked down together and entered the bar.
There were gods and demons dancing wildly in the room, and the lights were very dim. We wandered around the dance floor twice without finding the target, and then walked around the small card table and the sofa area.
"Where is it?"
The old immortal lay next to my ear and said.
"Saw."
I nodded.
"Let's go."
"Forget it, go out and wait for a while." I thought for a moment and said quickly.
"OK."
We discussed it for a while and then walked out the door.
When we got back to the car, the three of us smoked cigarettes. When it was almost 12 o'clock, there were already many people in the bar and they started to walk out.
"Brother, they're out, do you think it's them?"
Jin Beibei grabbed my arm and shouted.
I was sleeping in the driver's seat. I suddenly sat up, stared forward, nodded and said, "Yes, it's her."
"Hey, hey, look, what kind of toy is that? You should be holding it and making trouble." The old immortal was a little short-sighted, stretched his neck, looked forward, and asked me with squinted eyes.
"Fuck, if you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have noticed. He's so dark. He looks like he's from Africa." Jin Beibei also interjected.
In the distance, a 1.85-meter tall black man supported Nao Nao, who was already drunk, and pushed her into the passenger seat of the A4, then he sat in the driver's seat.
"Director, I'm leaving first."
The so-called screenwriter led a girl and waved at the black man.
"OK." The black man bared his white teeth and nodded slowly.
"Drive slowly, what...the DV is in your bag." The screenwriter reminded again.
"OK, OK."
The black man nodded with satisfaction, then drove the A4 and left slowly. I followed him without hesitation.
This is the city center, and there are too many surveillance cameras. We don’t dare to be blind, so we can only follow behind at a certain distance.
"Fuck him." Lao Xian cursed without warning.
"What happened again?" Jin Beibei was confused.
"My heart is unbalanced. These fucking Africans can see that this little Chinese girl is short-sighted and has come all the way to deceive her. You said I'm just watching. Can you not be anxious and feel comfortable?" The old immortal cursed cynically.
"You are unbalanced, why don't you go to Africa and cheat, haha." I joked with a smile.
"Oh, I'm talking nonsense, the size is too small, I can't test the depth of the African girl, and my eyesight is not good, it's going to be so damn dark, I can only see one tooth, but nothing else." Xian shook his head.
"Quickly stop talking and keep your eyes on the front." I rolled my eyes and ordered.
…
A4 car.
The black director Tang Botu was driving with one hand and stroking Niao Nao's thigh with the other.
"Don't be nao...send me home..." Nao Nao said in a daze.
"hey-hey."
Tang Botu smiled again, showing his clean white teeth, looking quite honest.
Nao Nao was drunk and hazy. Tang Botu looked between her legs. The little steel gun was suddenly ready to go. It had reached the point where it was necessary to hold the fire, otherwise it would be very swollen.
After glancing around, Tang Botu didn't plan to go back to the hotel because there were surveillance cameras there. This car's shock absorbing system was better, so it was perfectly possible for him to have a field battle without freezing his buttocks.
After wandering around for about ten minutes, Tang Botu spotted a fork in the road and saw no one on either side, so he jumped in directly.
"This is about to happen," Lao Xian said immediately.
"You have to cut him, it's so hateful." Jin Beibei was abducted by the old immortal and felt unbalanced.
I drove the Accord slowly and followed suit.
A4 car.
"Tear, pull,."
Tang Botu stretched out two big, thick-skinned hands and inserted them along Nao Nao's skirt. His underwear was torn off immediately.
"Pah, pah."
Elegantly pulling off the high-heeled shoes that Nao Nao was wearing, he held the little foot in his right hand and smelled it in front of his nose. His eyes were intoxicated and he said lamely: "...it smells like a lotus flower..."
"What are you doing, dear..."
"ILOVEYOU, Wen..." Tang Botu stared at her affectionately, pouting his thick lips and sucking at her noisy little mouth.
"Pfft."
The two immediately started driving in the car, and Tang Botu impatiently began to untie his belt.
"Oh, oh, oh, it's so shameless, my pants are stuck to the window."
The old immortal couldn't bear to look down.
"Bang, bump, bump."
Outside, there was a sound of knocking on the window. Tang Botu, who was in the car, turned his head and looked outside. He saw three young men with their hands in their pockets and their eyes close to the window, swallowing their saliva and looking into the car.
"Wote,."
Tang Botu was a little confused.
"Bang, bang,."
Lao Xian pulled the car door open and kicked his leg.
"Bang."
The black brother had his pants half off and was kicked in the face by the old fairy.
"Wote, you are such a bastard. If I don't make you a famous Chinese and foreign toothpaste on behalf of my Chinese female compatriots today, I will make sure your buttocks are white and white."
The old immortal grabbed the black man's collar.
"Fake, Wot,..."
Tang Botu was furious. He didn't care whether his butt was leaking or not. He was fussing with his mouth, doing a little Wing Chun, and scratched the old immortal's head hard.
"What are you doing?"
Being noisy is also a bit confusing.
"Bang."
The passenger door was pulled open. I lowered my head and glanced at her. She had already missed something. I frowned and cursed: "It's immoral, Beibei, get her out of the car."
Jin Beibei grabbed Nao Nao's arm and pulled him to the ground.
Immediately, Lao Xian and I started a race war with Tang Botu.
The black brothers are strong and strong, and they fight without any reason at all. There are no routines. They pull their lips, button their eyes, and use whatever tricks they can to defeat them.
"Fuck you, I stabbed you back, you bastard."
Lao Xian pulled out a fruit knife and threatened him fiercely, because we really don’t know where to sell controlled knives in Beijing.
"Snapped."
Tang Botu paused for a moment, slapped the old immortal in the face with a big mouth, and then said a line that I will never forget: "Get out of here, you bastard."
I was confused, and the old fairy rolled to the ground from behind the wheel, and he was also fucking confused.
Damn it, black people still call them bastards.
This is also from the Northeast.
"Pfft."
Tang Botu held up his pants and rushed out of the cab in a panic. I grabbed his hair from behind and punched his neck twice. After the old immortal reacted, I stabbed his calf with a knife, but the fruit blade The degree of sharpness is limited, and the knife does not penetrate that deep.
"Ouch."
Tang Botu screamed in pain, and then cursed loudly: "Mad dog, fuck you. You got a B, and all your foreign friends will beat you up."
"Today, you guys are going to fight an international lawsuit, so you can do whatever you want."
The old immortal raised his knife and was about to stab him again.
Tang Botu stepped back in fright, turned around and was about to run away. Lao Xian and I chased him, but we couldn't keep up with him physically. We chased him for half a street, and several taxis passed in front of him, so we stopped. pace.
When we stopped here, Tang Botu also stopped.
Lao Xian and I were stunned, and Tang Botu turned around and asked, "Are people from the Northeastern society, please wait."
"Fuck."
The old immortal takes a step forward and chases after him again.
Tang Botu winced, immediately took a few steps back, and shouted: "I want to sue you. You have deprived a well-known foreign director of his basic human rights in China. This will be condemned by the United Parliament."
After scolding him, he turned around and ran away.
"This bitch can speak Northeastern dialect better than me." The old immortal was speechless.
"gone."
I dragged Lao Xian and left quickly.
…
Ten minutes later, we ignored the A4 and quickly left the scene in the Accord.
"Who are you kidnapping? Let me go."
Nao Nao was making a fuss in the back seat.
"Don't fucking yell, you're blind, you can't see that this is your father's car." Lao Xian replied irritably.
"You are from Jinding." Nao Nao suddenly became quiet.
"Where are you from? We'll talk about it later. The most urgent thing is, can you stop fucking cheating on me? Sister, you're not wearing any underwear." Lao Xian pinched his nose and frowned.
"Snapped."
Nao Nao reacted and immediately clamped his legs.
"If you have something to do, go home and tell your dad. Don't shout at us, it's useless." I replied while driving.
Immediately, Nao Nao stopped talking.
"Hey, that African director, what kind of film does he want to make?" Lao Xian turned around and asked curiously.
"I told you, you understand." Nao Nao replied contemptuously.
"...Sister, you are really hardworking. You don't even have a single fucking character, and you can have sex with him in the car. His armpits are boring." The old fairy couldn't figure it out. asked.
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Nao Nao replied coldly.
"You are so damn good for Chinese women." Lao Xian replied with a thumbs up, and then stopped asking questions.
I called Feng Dong and arranged a meeting place.
Soon, we met at a street corner while driving. Feng Dong looked at the commotion in the car with a cold eye, pointed at her and said: "My little face will totally ruin your life."
"The children are back, what are you talking about..." the daughter-in-law replied with sobs, took the clothes she had prepared, handed them into the car and said: "Daughter, put on your clothes and go home with your mother... ….”
Feng Dong and I took two steps forward. He lit a cigarette with trembling palms, lowered his head and said to me: "Nannan, this matter..."
"Brother Dong, I understand, this matter must be rotten in my stomach." I quickly replied.
"How about that director?"
"He is not Chinese, he is black." I thought for a moment and said.
"ah,."
Obviously, Feng Dong was also surprised.
"...So I didn't dare to do anything to him, but I guess he won't contact me and make trouble again in the future." I added.
"Okay, then you should go back and rest early." Feng Dong thought for a moment and nodded slowly.
After chatting for a while, Laoxian, Jin Beibei, I drove away in the Accord.
On the way back, I felt that I was quite ridiculous. I did it here and there, and finally became Feng Dong's personal housekeeper.
P.S.: During the Internet cleaning period, it is not advisable to write too much. Please make up some plots by yourself. Ahem, that's it...