After Wang Fan got off the bus at the entrance of Love Bar, he did not go in immediately, but strolled into a milk tea shop not far away.
He told Black Rakshasa his location, then ordered another cup of milk tea and drank it slowly.
Not long after, Black Rakshasa entered the milk tea shop with rhythmic steps.
Black Rakshasa wears a vest, a shirt, blue straight trousers, and stiletto leather shoes on his delicate feet.
At first glance, he looks like a professional manager.
Wang Fan looked at Black Rakshasa, his eyes lit up, and he waved. A bright smile appeared on Black Rakshasa's pretty face, and then he walked towards Wang Fan.
"Young Master Wang." She bowed slightly in front of Wang Fan, appearing very respectful to him.
"Come, sit down." Wang Fan glanced at the collar of Black Rakshasa inadvertently, pointing to the position in front of him and said.
The Black Rakshasa didn't hesitate, lifted up his trouser legs, and sat elegantly opposite Wang Fan.
"Master Wang, I'm sorry, I still haven't been able to find Miss Ning Yao's whereabouts. But don't worry, I will ask the brothers to increase their efforts to search and keep an eye on them to prevent Miss Ning Yao from being in danger."
Black Rakshasa called the waitress to order a cup of milk tea, lowered his head, took a sip, and said to Wang Fan.
"Just try your best and don't put too much pressure on yourself." Although Wang Fan was also worried about Ning Yao, he couldn't put too much pressure on Black Rakshasa, as it would upset her.
"I asked you to come here for two things." Wang Fan said, then whispered, and left the milk tea shop about an hour later.
Not long after Wang Fan left, Black Rakshasa also left.
eight pm.
The erotic bar has begun to fill up, and the men and women who took off their coats seemed to have taken off their disguises and began to let go unscrupulously.
In a spacious room on the second floor, Huang Biaoqiang was fighting with an enchanting beauty.
Huang Biaoqiang didn't know about Bian Hui being maimed. When Bian Hui took people to find Lin Ruoxue to find bad luck, he got a call that he had something to do and left. He has been busy until now.
Huang Biaoqiang lit a cigarette and was about to ask her to serve him again when there was a knock on the door.
Huang Biaoqiang was a little angry. Who the hell could be so short-sighted and disturb him at this time.
"Get out of here." He yelled and ignored it, but he didn't expect that the knocking on the door would get louder.
"Malego's target!" Huang Biaoqiang secretly shouted bad luck, angrily found his clothes, put them on, and walked towards the door, muttering, "You'd better give me a good reason, otherwise I will skin you.
"
As he spoke, he opened the door.
"Brother Huang, you are my idol, I admire you so much. If I want to hang out with you, please take my knee."
A rapid voice came, and then Huang Biaoqiang noticed that a black figure rushed towards him.
He thought on his feet and quickly took two steps back. Only then did he realize that the person knocking on the door was not one of his own, but a young man he didn't know at all.
"Damn it, who are you? If you want to hang out with me, just hang out with me!" Huang Biaoqiang was furious and muttered.
"What do those people in Xiaojun do for food? I don't even know why someone came up. These kings of groups
Badaozi, you can't do your job well, so it seems like you should give them some slack."
Huang Biaoqiang muttered dissatisfiedly and pointed at Wang Fan, "Get out of here while I'm in a good mood, or I'll chop you up and sink you into the river."
"I am a person with status. Not just any cat or dog can mess around with me, do you understand?"
Huang Biaoqiang pointed at Wang Fan's nose and said, if Wang Fan hadn't been sweet-mouthed and complimented him so many times, he would have slapped him in the face. How could he be so good-tempered?
"Brother, I am very sincere." Wang Fan was a little unwilling to accept it. As he spoke, he took out a check and said, "This is all my property. I will give it to you. Please accept me."
Huang Biaoqiang was just about to refuse impatiently, but his eyes suddenly condensed into needle gleams.
He saw the series of zeros on the check.
It turned out to be 10 million.
He instantly changed his face, took the check, and entered the room with his arm around Wang Fan, "Seeing how sincere you are, I will reluctantly accept you."
Huang Biaoqiang didn't think there was any trap at all, let alone that Wang Fan would be in any danger.
This is his base camp, with fifty masters stationed here. Moreover, he is very strong, so he doesn't worry about tricks at all.
Ten million is no longer a small amount, so Huang Biaoqiang smiled brightly at Wang Fan, "For the sake of ten million, that woman will reward you tonight."
"From today on, you are my brother. If anything happens, just call Brother Qiang. I dare not tell you in other places. On this three-acre land in Jinzhou, Brother Qiang's words will work."
Huang Biaoqiang said very proudly and waved his hand at the same time. The Persian cat on the bed immediately purred obediently and winked at Wang Fan.
Wang Fan only felt nauseated.
He has no interest in this female talent.
But just as he was about to shake his head and refuse, something suddenly occurred to him, and he immediately changed his mind and agreed with excitement, "Thank you, Brother Qiang, thank you, Brother Qiang."
"My name is Wang Fan, and I am a young rich second generation. I have long admired you and wanted to join you, but I never had the chance."
Wang Fan said and laughed happily, "It's finally better now. I can finally brag about it when I go back."
"Those bastards all recognized this big brother or that big brother, and they were like 258. Now that I have the support of my strong brother, I can finally go back and slap them in the face."
Huang Biaoqiang smiled and said nothing.
He knew that these second-generation rich people didn't really join the gang, they just wanted to find a backstage connection to build connections.
Especially for rich second-generation people like Wang Fan who are in their twenties, they are at the age when passion is at their peak, so he has long been used to it.
"Brother Qiang, I won't waste your precious time. By the way, can I take that sister away?" Wang Fan pointed at the Persian cat sister and asked in a low voice.
"Haha, of course you can. This is my business card. Keep it. If you need anything, call me. Brother Qiang will protect you." Huang Biaoqiang said generously.
Ten minutes later, Wang Fan left the Sex Bar with his Persian cat sister.
As soon as he left, Black Rakshasa sent a message: Done.
At the same time, he also sent several close-up photos. After Wang Fan got off the bus at the entrance of Love Bar, he did not go in immediately, but strolled into a milk tea shop not far away.
He told Black Rakshasa his location, then ordered another cup of milk tea and drank it slowly.
Not long after, Black Rakshasa entered the milk tea shop with rhythmic steps.
Black Rakshasa wears a vest, a shirt, blue straight trousers, and stiletto leather shoes on his delicate feet.
At first glance, he looks like a professional manager.
Wang Fan looked at Black Rakshasa, his eyes lit up, and he waved. A bright smile appeared on Black Rakshasa's pretty face, and then he walked towards Wang Fan.
"Young Master Wang." She bowed slightly in front of Wang Fan, appearing very respectful to him.
"Come, sit down." Wang Fan glanced at the collar of Black Rakshasa inadvertently, pointing to the position in front of him and said.
The Black Rakshasa didn't hesitate, lifted up his trouser legs, and sat elegantly opposite Wang Fan.
"Master Wang, I'm sorry, I still haven't been able to find Miss Ning Yao's whereabouts. But don't worry, I will ask the brothers to increase their efforts to search and keep an eye on them to prevent Miss Ning Yao from being in danger."
Black Rakshasa called the waitress to order a cup of milk tea, lowered his head, took a sip, and said to Wang Fan.
"Just try your best and don't put too much pressure on yourself." Although Wang Fan was also worried about Ning Yao, he couldn't put too much pressure on Black Rakshasa, as it would upset her.
"I asked you to come here for two things." Wang Fan said, then whispered, and left the milk tea shop about an hour later.
Not long after Wang Fan left, Black Rakshasa also left.
eight pm.
The erotic bar has begun to fill up, and the men and women who took off their coats seemed to have taken off their disguises and began to let go unscrupulously.
In a spacious room on the second floor, Huang Biaoqiang was fighting with an enchanting beauty.
Huang Biaoqiang didn't know about Bian Hui being maimed. When Bian Hui took people to find Lin Ruoxue to find bad luck, he got a call that he had something to do and left. He has been busy until now.
Huang Biaoqiang lit a cigarette and was about to ask her to serve him again when there was a knock on the door.
Huang Biaoqiang was a little angry. Who the hell could be so short-sighted and disturb him at this time.
"Get out of here." He yelled and ignored it, but he didn't expect that the knocking on the door would get louder.
"Malego's target!" Huang Biaoqiang secretly shouted bad luck, angrily found his clothes, put them on, and walked towards the door, muttering, "You'd better give me a good reason, otherwise I will skin you.
"
As he spoke, he opened the door.
"Brother Huang, you are my idol, I admire you so much. If I want to hang out with you, please take my knee."
A rapid voice came, and then Huang Biaoqiang noticed that a black figure rushed towards him.
He thought on his feet and quickly took two steps back. Only then did he realize that the person knocking on the door was not one of his own, but a young man he didn't know at all.
"Damn it, who are you? If you want to hang out with me, just hang out with me!" Huang Biaoqiang was furious and muttered.
"What do those people in Xiaojun do for food? I don't even know why someone came up. These kings of groups
Badaozi, you can't do your job well, so it seems like you should give them some slack."
Huang Biaoqiang muttered dissatisfiedly and pointed at Wang Fan, "Get out of here while I'm in a good mood, or I'll chop you up and sink you into the river."
"I am a person with status. Not just any cat or dog can mess around with me, do you understand?"
Huang Biaoqiang pointed at Wang Fan's nose and said, if Wang Fan hadn't been sweet-mouthed and complimented him so many times, he would have slapped him in the face. How could he be so good-tempered?
"Brother, I am very sincere." Wang Fan was a little unwilling to accept it. As he spoke, he took out a check and said, "This is all my property. I will give it to you. Please accept me."
Huang Biaoqiang was just about to refuse impatiently, but his eyes suddenly condensed into needle gleams.
He saw the series of zeros on the check.
It turned out to be 10 million.
He instantly changed his face, took the check, and entered the room with his arm around Wang Fan, "Seeing how sincere you are, I will reluctantly accept you."
Huang Biaoqiang didn't think there was any trap at all, let alone that Wang Fan would be in any danger.
This is his base camp, with fifty masters stationed here. Moreover, he is very strong, so he doesn't worry about tricks at all.
Ten million is no longer a small amount, so Huang Biaoqiang smiled brightly at Wang Fan, "For the sake of ten million, that woman will reward you tonight."
"From today on, you are my brother. If anything happens, just call Brother Qiang. I dare not tell you in other places. On this three-acre land in Jinzhou, Brother Qiang's words will work."
Huang Biaoqiang said very proudly and waved his hand at the same time. The Persian cat on the bed immediately purred obediently and winked at Wang Fan.
Wang Fan only felt nauseated.
He has no interest in this female talent.
But just as he was about to shake his head and refuse, something suddenly occurred to him, and he immediately changed his mind and agreed with excitement, "Thank you, Brother Qiang, thank you, Brother Qiang."
"My name is Wang Fan, and I am a young rich second generation. I have long admired you and wanted to join you, but I never had the chance."
Wang Fan said and laughed happily, "It's finally better now. I can finally brag about it when I go back."
"Those bastards all recognized this big brother or that big brother, and they were like 258. Now that I have the support of my strong brother, I can finally go back and slap them in the face."
Huang Biaoqiang smiled and said nothing.
He knew that these second-generation rich people didn't really join the gang, they just wanted to find a backstage connection to build connections.
Especially for rich second-generation people like Wang Fan who are in their twenties, they are at the age when passion is at their peak, so he has long been used to it.
"Brother Qiang, I won't waste your precious time. By the way, can I take that sister away?" Wang Fan pointed at the Persian cat sister and asked in a low voice.
"Haha, of course you can. This is my business card. Keep it. If you need anything, call me. Brother Qiang will protect you." Huang Biaoqiang said generously.
Ten minutes later, Wang Fan left the Sex Bar with his Persian cat sister.
As soon as he left, Black Rakshasa sent a message: Done.