The car stopped at the edge of the Bund. Qiao Qiao took out a pack of cigarettes from the middle drawer of the car and gestured the cigarette case towards Fang Ming, but Fang Ming waved his hand and refused.
"Little Taoist priest, do you plan to continue to stay in the magic city or go back?"
Snap!
The silver metal lighter lit the cigarette, Qiao Qiao elegantly blew out a smoke ring and asked.
"I will stay here. My friends and I plan to open a shop here."
"Your friend, is he the one just now?"
Qiao Qiao frowned her beautiful eyebrows and said, "That one is just a playboy. When have you ever dealt with such a person?"
"Other friends, you should also have some impression. The man from the same village as me is called Dazhu." Fang Ming replied with a wry smile. It seems that Hua Mingming's image in Han Qiaoqiao's eyes is not very good.
"Dazhu? I can't remember."
Qiaoqiao recalled it for a moment and then shook her head. It had been so many years, and who could remember those passers-by in life?
"The cost of opening a shop in the magic city is not cheap. You have to think carefully so that you don't lose all the money you plan to marry as a wife. By the way, where do you live now?"
"Over XX Street, Shachuan Town."
"Never heard of it."
Qiao Qiao had a strange expression on her face. She had never heard of this place name. The Magic City was so big, and the places she went to were all prosperous areas. Places like Shachuan, where urban and rural migrant workers were mixed, had never been mixed.
I've never been there.
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
Qiao Qiao puffed out her cigarette quietly, and Fang Ming pondered for a moment before asking: "What is the origin of the man in the box? Will there be any future troubles if you humiliate him so much today?"
"I am not afraid of being old, but I am just a second-generation ancestor with a little money. If you dare to offend me, I will directly destroy him."
Fang Ming was already able to accept Qiao Qiao's eldest sister's loud speaking style. Since Qiao Qiao said this, it meant that she was not afraid of the man causing trouble.
"Why, do you care about me?" Qiao Qiao suddenly turned her pretty face to the side again and blew out a puff of cigarette towards Fang Ming, "But you are just a little Taoist priest with no money and no power, so what's the use of caring about me?
Woolen cloth?"
"It's not good for girls to smoke."
Fang Ming frowned and blew away the smoke. There was something he didn't say. Although he had no power, sometimes his wizard's methods were enough for him to deal with a second-generation ancestor.
"Yes, yes, your little wife is so innocent, and she admires you so much. It's a pity, maybe she is holding the hand of a male classmate in college now, and she has long forgotten the eternal alliance on the grass.
No more vows not to marry."
Fang Ming decided to end the conversation with Qiao Qiao. This woman always had a bad taste of rubbing salt into people's wounds.
"I don't know the place you're talking about. Just staying at my house for one night today will give you an advantage. I don't think anyone has ever been to the residence of my famous celebrity except Yanzi."
Upon hearing Qiaoqiao's words, Fang Ming originally wanted to say, "I can drive the navigation if it's okay," but Qiaoqiao stepped on the accelerator, and the Ferrari turned into a raging beast and roared away on the road.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the car drove into a high-end community. Fang Ming took a look at the name of the community: Tomson Yipin. It seems that he had seen reports in some media. It is one of the extremely high-end communities in the Magic City. It is said that every inch of land is precious.
This can also be inferred that Qiaoqiao has made a lot of money over the years.
There is a saying that this is the age of entertaining oneself to death. The graves of generals are not visited. The family affairs of actors are known to the world. Stars make a lot of money. As a popular film and television actor, Han Qiaoqiao's income is naturally not low.
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The car stopped and Fang Ming followed Qiao Qiao to the door of the room. Looking at Qiao Qiao who was about to open the door, he finally couldn't help but said, "Are you going to live alone here?"
"Otherwise, why would I bring you over to have a threesome with a man at home? I'm not that bad, but if you can handle your little wife, I don't mind letting you have a threesome."
This goblin is here again!
Ahem!
Fang Ming decided not to speak. He originally wanted to say that it would be inappropriate to be alone, but now it seems that Qiao Qiao, a female gangster, doesn't care about this at all. Since other girls don't care, why should he be pretentious?
"I have a total of three rooms here. That one is mine, and the other one is Yanzi's. No one has slept in the one over there. You can sleep in this one, but if you can't sleep at night, you can always come to your sister's room.
Oh, sister doesn’t lock the door at night.”
Bang!
Fang Ming didn't have any answer. He walked directly to the room at the end, opened the door, and then closed it. The moment he closed the door, he heard Qiao Qiao's silver bell-like laughter.
Speechless for a night, each fell asleep...
"Master Liang found out that this person was playing in the box on the 66th floor with another man. That man is a member here, but he is only a platinum member so he cannot come to this floor."
In the hospital, Liang Hao listened to the report from his subordinates, his face was so twisted that it was almost deformed, full of hatred and desire.
"Don't worry about that bitch, but I want that man to die. Find out the information about his companions, and then find that man. I only give you three days. I want to see you in three days."
to the result.”
"It has been found out that the man's companion is named Hua Mingming, but we don't know exactly what he did. However, we have checked again and we will have the results soon."
Looking at the men walking out of the box, Liang Hao's face showed murderous intent, "No matter who it is, you are dead!"
…
In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone in, Fang Ming had already woken up. He looked at Qiaoqiao's bedroom door, which was closed, and knocked several times, but there was no response.
Click!
With a try mentality, he turned the door handle and the door actually opened. Fang Ming's first sight fell on a big bed. It was a large round bed with a diameter of more than three meters. At this moment, Qiao Ming
Joe, the devil, lay on this big bed without any defense.
Bang!
Fang Ming just closed the door. This goblin really didn't lock the door as he said last night, but the key thing is that even if he didn't lock the door, he still slept naked.
Thinking of the scene he just saw, Fang Ming felt a surge of blood and took several deep breaths to calm down the heat in his heart.
Doesn't this fairy know how tempting she is to men? Or does she just believe that she is sure that she will not turn into a werewolf?
Shaking his head to put away these chaotic thoughts in his mind, Fang Ming found a pen and paper, wrote down his mobile phone number on it, put it on the table, and then gently walked out of the door to leave.
Meeting a friend whom you haven't seen for more than ten years is a pleasant thing. However, when you meet Hua Mingming again, Fang Ming realizes that sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing, especially this friend.
When she was still a radiant and charming star.
"Fang Ming, you are really amazing. I didn't recognize Taishan before, but I didn't even recognize someone of my generation. That's the big star Han Qiaoqiao, and you actually hooked up with me. If this spreads out, I guess everyone in my circle will
Those buddies have to call you master."
At the entrance of Dongtai Antique Market, Hua Mingming was already waiting there. His eyes were red, obviously because he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.
"Teach me how you picked up someone. I don't expect to pick up big beauties like Han Qiaoqiao, but after you learn how to pick up second- or third-rate female celebrities, you can."
Fang Ming ignored Hua Mingming and walked straight inside. From Hua Mingming's words, he could confirm that Zhang Yan did not tell Hua Mingming what happened last night. Think about it, after all, this is not a glorious thing. Zhang Yan
Naturally, Yan would not tell Hua Mingming what happened last night if she wanted to protect Qiao Qiao's image.
"Fang Ming, as long as you tell me, you will be my brother from now on."
Hua Mingming kept talking beside Fang Ming, but Fang Ming never paid attention to him.
"Okay, master, please accept my disciple's bow."
Hua Mingming stopped Fang Ming and was about to bow, but before Fang Ming could answer, Hua Borong's voice came from not far away.
"You brat, what are you doing?"
Well……
The corner of Hua Mingming's mouth twitched, and he deliberately showed a sincere smile on his face. He looked back at the old man walking towards him and quickly explained: "Old man, don't I want to take Fang Ming as my teacher?"
"Apprenticeship?"
Hua Borong was a little surprised. He didn't understand why his son Fang Ming's attitude changed so much in just one night. However, he was relieved when he thought that Fang Ming was the apprentice of his benefactor, and that his benefactor's skills were so magical.
It is probably because Fang Ming showed off his skills last night that he intimidated this brat of his own, so this brat of his own wanted to become a disciple.
In any case, it is a good thing that this brat Fang Ming of ours has changed his attitude. It is better than if he wants to beat him with a big stick.
Thinking of this, Hua Borong glared and scolded: "What are you talking about? There is no way to become a disciple like this. Even if you really want to become a disciple, you have to do the training first."
Hua Borong knew that not only did masters like the old gods and others have strict requirements for accepting disciples, but the etiquette for accepting disciples was also extremely complicated.
You must know that no matter what industry you are in in ancient times, there is a saying that once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. The relationship between master and apprentice is like a father and son. To accept an apprentice, you must make a final decision after repeated inspections.
However, it is a good thing that his son finally knows how powerful Fang Ming is and wants to become his disciple. Regardless of whether he can become his disciple in the end, it at least makes him feel gratified.
Of course, if Hua Borong knew that Hua Mingming wanted to become a disciple in order to learn how to pick up girls, I wonder if he would be pleased and slapped this evil boy to death with two more slaps.
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