After surviving the sharp teeth of 'dog meat', Jose of the 'committee' was about to explode with anger. He looked back at Zhou Qingfeng, who was surrounded by hundreds of Cuban girls, but he knew that the other party was not afraid of him at all.
He left with regret.
It’s hard to say whether Zhou Qingfeng’s plan to kill hundreds of people was realized, but he did play late that night. In the open-air venue lit by bonfires, among a large group of girls, in full view of everyone, he openly pulled beautiful girls into kisses.
****, when he sees someone he likes, he pulls off his underwear and shoots it in.
This is simply crazy. Compared with this, Haitian Shengyan can only be compared to this. This is completely the rhythm of the Uncensored Conference! Each shot lasts for one minute at most, and then the next girl is replaced, and the shots continue one after another.
, I don’t know how many girls I fucked in a few hours.
Many Cuban girls really just came to kiss, but when they got together, they were frightened by the chaotic atmosphere, and they were taken advantage of without realizing it. Many girls were still underage, and the result... This night, Zhou
Qingfeng can be said to have committed an unforgivable blood debt!
Waiting for dawn the next day, Zhou Qingfeng opened his eyes and looked around. There were more than a dozen naked women sleeping around him. He carefully stood up and got out of the gentle village. The 'dog meat' lying in the corner suddenly stood up and looked around.
His master raised his index finger and shushed him, and then he lay down obediently.
"How the hell did I get back to my residence?" Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head in confusion. After he washed up, got dressed, and walked out of his bedroom, he saw Mirta wearing a black gauze already waiting in the living room.
He immediately coughed awkwardly, "Uh..., sorry! I was a little too crazy last night and overslept."
The living room of Zhou Qingfeng's residence has a semi-open sea view, facing out to the blue blue bay of Guantanamo. The sea breeze blows in and blows Mirta's temples, making her even more mysterious when she can't see her face clearly. Listening to Zhou Qingfeng's apology, the woman chuckled,
"Aren't you all men like this, so what's the point of apologizing? You won't change anyway, and you'll still be like this next time you have the chance."
Seeing Zhou Qingfeng blushing, Mirta was a little confused. Last night, this kid did something shocking and ridiculous. Afterwards, a lot of female soldiers came to her crying and said that they were violated by the big bad guy.
, I want him to be responsible for it.
This is really a blatant attempt to force a woman to have a relationship against her will. In the legal era, Zhou Qingfeng would have been locked up for a lifetime. But now in troubled times, only a little comfort and compensation are needed to solve the problem. Mirta spent a whole night wiping Zhou Qingfeng's butt clean.
, asked angrily: "Aren't you worried at all that Mr. Jose of the 'committee' will retaliate against you?"
Hearing the word 'revenge', Zhou Qingfeng first touched whether the 'nuclear fusion battery' he grabbed was still there? After making sure that the precious battery was not lost, he asked: "Then the old man didn't pay for me?"
Only Zhou Qingfeng can do this to please a girl and ask the enemy to pay. Mirta rolled his eyes again angrily, "What are you men thinking about? As the leader of the 'Aurora Legion'
, aren’t you worried that Jose will interfere with it and let the forces of the ‘committee’ attack you?”
"It's not that I look down on that old man, he doesn't have that ability yet." Zhou Qingfeng became less nervous when he heard that it wasn't about money. "Now it's the forces behind Jose who want something from me, not me who wants something from him."
"Aren't you bartering?" Mirta was puzzled.
"Yes! But this deal is not necessary for me. It is extremely important for the 'committee' who is fighting the Yankees on the North American continent." Zhou Qingfeng found a seat and sat down lazily on the woman.
In front of me, "I bet Jose will come to me today."
"Tsk..." Mirta wanted to sneer. But she was deeply frustrated by Zhou Qingfeng's unreasonable and overbearing self-confidence. She had been trying to maintain her own power. The other party seemed to have done nothing, but he had done a lot of things.
It was all done. And she racked her brains every day to switch between several forces, so as to at least prevent the 'alliance' from collapsing.
What a huge difference when compared!
Especially when you think about what this bad boy did last night. Even when he was provoking a powerful enemy, he still wanted to mess around with girls. I really don’t know if he is naturally so bold, or if he has other means to rely on.
"I'm free today. Can you please allow me to come here and see when Mr. Jose will arrive?" Mirta wanted to expose Zhou Qingfeng's fault. According to her opinion, Jose, who went to the 'committee' last night, suffered.
With such a big anger, it would be a miracle if he didn't explode on the spot. How could he still come to beg Zhou Qingfeng the next day?
"Of course." Zhou Qingfeng looked at his watch. He had a crazy night last night, and it's almost noon now. "We can have lunch together. I have some rare and good ingredients here."
Seeing Zhou Qingfeng courting him, Mirta felt strange in his heart. The boy in front of him was obviously a scumbag. He was cruel and ruthless to his enemies, and he also played with girls at will. Ordinarily, he should find it difficult to adapt, but why?
There is a rare sense of accomplishment in being pleased by him, which is not very resisting.
Zhou Qingfeng said that he had good ingredients here, which were actually flown in by Clooney from the Enclave to him from North America. Salmon, steak, prawns, fresh fruits and vegetables, and even cellared French red wine.
It is extremely rare for a dedicated chef to cook for him.
"'Red Face' wine, I once thought that maybe I would never be able to drink it in this life." There was no dedicated waiter, so Mirta poured herself a small glass of red wine, shook it and smelled the odor in the glass.
The light and fruity aroma of the wine immediately filled my heart with deep satisfaction.
Zhou Qingfeng took a piece of foie gras and put it into his mouth, and asked gossipingly: "Allow me to be bold, I heard someone said that you were once an extremely famous 'Miss Cuba'. Is this true?"
"Haha..., it happened many years ago. I was only eighteen years old at that time, about the same age as you, a brat. Thinking about it now, I feel very old." A shallow sip of red wine made Mir feel
Ta entered a tipsy state, and recalling the past made her feel more relaxed.
"Very old? How old? I can't tell."
Mirta glanced at Zhou Qingfeng and said with a little anger: "Age is a woman's biggest secret, I won't tell you."
"There must be many men pursuing you and being fascinated by you."
"Yes, there were really many people who wanted to see me in the past. Every day there were countless phone calls, countless letters, and countless appointments, and I was simply too busy." Mirta missed the past days very much, "I was born in a
A very ordinary Cuban family never thought that one day they would be so conspicuous. When that happened, my first reaction was that God was playing a joke on me."
Zhou Qingfeng immediately turned on his armband computer. He had ordered the computer to copy all the network data that could be collected. Although the storage space was limited, the database of this super personal computer was still huge.
Searching for 'Miss Cuba' plus 'Mirta', Zhou Qingfeng soon saw an 18-year-old girl without a black veil on the computer's virtual projection. Her energetic laughter and passionate youth were irresistible.