When a fancy luxury car docks at a designated port, someone's exclusive car will come to greet it. Its dark and shiny color is faintly shining in the night.

The sea breeze was already biting with coldness, and there was a faint warmth in Long Yihuan's hand. Yan Aonan was almost sure that there was something wrong with his body. He could not see the scenery clearly in the dark, and there was an inexplicable panic in his heart.

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After boarding the boat, a row of majestic men in sunglasses stood. Not far away was a copper door with several graceful women in burgundy cheongsams. Two of them each came forward holding a gift plate with a gift plate on it.

Putting the brown brocade, one of them whispered softly: "I'm sorry, Young Master Eleven."

Long Yihuan's unrestrained eyes lingered on the woman's bright face, and he responded with a gentle and teasing voice: "Trouble." When the boneless catkin climbed up his neck, Yan Ao knew that this thing was

Used to wrap around eyes.

Entering the cabin, she felt warm and cozy, Long Yihuan's overbearing hand never let go of her, and Yan Aonan was steadily pulled forward.

After a long period of silence, voices gradually began to appear in my ears, and the noise became more and more noisy. After stopping somewhere, the silky satin on my face was uncovered, and in front of me was a magnificent passage lit by a crystal lamp. There were still the two

A beauty in cheongsam led the way, pushing open the mahogany door on the right, and the rich aroma of wine hit her nostrils.

"Young Master Eleven, we are waiting for you. Please take a seat." The man wearing a simple navy blue robe has a round body that holds up the large robe. From top to bottom, he looks like a barrel-shaped face with accumulated fat.

, trembling tremblingly with his smile, filled with irresistible enthusiasm.

"Why, am I late? Didn't it mean that it officially starts at twelve o'clock?" Long Yihuan raised his eyebrows and suppressed his smile, but his expression showed a faint hint of coercion.

"No, no." The fat man bowed and smiled cheerfully, with a faint cold sweat coming out of his forehead, and said in a flattering manner: "There are some entertainment programs before the competition. You guys had a great time. I'm waiting for you to come and participate."

Long Yihuan stopped talking, narrowed his slender phoenix eyes slightly and glanced at the whole place. He walked in with handsome steps. Yan Aonan, who was being held by someone like a pet, was attracted by the smoke and alcohol mixed in the air.

The smell, and other weird smells made it a bit uncomfortable.

After sitting down, Yan Aonan found that his palm was still clenched by someone, and he stared at it with dissatisfaction. Long Yihuan leaned over and lowered his voice and said jokingly: "We are pure boyfriend and girlfriend.

, do you want me to treat you like they do?" Yan Aonan raised his head and looked carefully into the field in confusion, Bailian Wuli's face was quickly covered with red Yan.

All kinds of men in the venue were sitting on various real sofas. Regardless of height, fat or thin, there were even foreigners of various skin colors, all hugging one or more women. The hands of the men were very uncomfortable.

They were placed neatly on their waists and necks, and some even used their hands and mouths together. The chaotic scene was outrageous.

What the men were talking about loudly was the bet of the boxing championship, while the women relied on them like appendages. Money, beauty, violence, tobacco and alcohol created a place of sensuality, and Yan Aonan was deeply moved.

Deeply disgusted.

In these days of modern life, Yan Aonan has learned that there is no such person as an emperor anymore, and women have also gone to school since childhood, worked outside to support themselves, and almost enjoyed the same treatment as men. However, at this moment, Yan Aonan

The man suddenly felt that time had gone back more than a thousand years. The men in the hall had used power and money to build up the domineering and arrogant nature of the superiors. The women in the hall seemed to be just their symbols, and naturally there was no respect at all.

"Master Shiyi, tell me which boxer are you betting on?" A foreign man with blue eyes and white skin asked in fluent Chinese. The beautiful woman next to him was almost half naked, and his hand was held easily.

Woman's hemisphere.

"Hehe, Jamie, I didn't expect you to be interested in this, but there shouldn't be any suspense in my answer. Our Long family has representatives coming to compete." Long Yihuan said nonchalantly.

"That's really not exciting, but the Long family is not without success here. Our American boxing champion Jim is a very powerful person." Jamie said proudly, taking a swig of the strong wine in the glass.

, with a face full of crazy enthusiasm, his fiery eyes glanced at Yan Aonan with disdain, and he smiled arrogantly: "Even the girl you brought today is so uninteresting, let's see how you play the game later.

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"Oh, really? She is my real girlfriend." After saying that, Long Yihuan took the two people's hands into his arms, and Yan Aonan stabilized his body so as not to fall over.

"That's really boring, Young Master Eleven. I hope she won't embarrass your Long family tonight." After Jamie said this, he laughed without scruples. The woman on the side also stared at Yan Aonan provocatively, flashing inside.

With an incomprehensible light.

"Oh, really?" Long Yihuan said calmly when he heard the words, but his hawk-like eyes made the other party tremble, and the two people turned around and left with unrepressed smiles.

"What are they talking about? What do I need to do?" Yan Aonan asked in confusion.

"The female companions in the audience will have several rounds of PK, some with martial arts, and some with drinking competitions. They are all just tricks to you, aren't they?" Long Yihuan said with a nonchalant smile.

Yan Aonan didn't expect there to be such a rule, and secretly sighed in his heart.

There was a small stage in the corner of the hall. Sure enough, not long after, a round of competition began. Several women came on stage one after another, and a sexy erotic show began. One of them was wearing a fancy outfit wrapped around her body like rags.

, one is wearing a mini leather dress, the other is wearing a sexy off-the-shoulder dress, and Jamie’s female companion just now is already very eye-catching in her own clothing.

Two by two, they were fighting each other, with big breasts and wide buttocks. The sweat from the fierce fight flowed down the seductive carcass, and the sounds of cooing could be heard endlessly. It was a very stimulating feast for the senses. Yan Aonan turned his head and said: "I choose

Let’s fight wine.”

The fighting in that room became more and more intense. Two women had already been kicked off the stage and carried out with bruises and bruises. However, their men did not suffer any loss, and they were still accompanied by beauties. The woman Jamie brought was indeed hot enough.

In the end, Juran's fabric hanging on her body was still intact. After winning the competition, there were only some blood stains on the corners of her mouth. She licked it slowly with her long tongue, with a charming smile on her face, which attracted the attention of the stage.

There was a roar of applause.

The fat man who hosted the show cheerfully said loudly: "This round, the arms dealer Jamie's beauty won another round for him. Let us congratulate him and cheer for the beauty." Whoever wants to come up to challenge can come up now and follow him.

The invitation to fight sounded, and Yan Aonan felt that the woman's cold, snake-like eyes were staring at him closely.

Yan Aonan did not move, Long Yihuan drank the wine in the glass, still smiling confidently. The host also glanced at him for a long time, but without getting a response, he announced that the wine competition had begun, and there was a cheongsam etiquette.

The young lady stepped forward to invite her. Due to the tragic scene of the women's fight just now, several girls who looked weak had already stood up quickly.

Yan Aonan glanced back at Long Yihuan and followed the etiquette lady to the stage, where rows of liquor bottles were piled luxuriously on the long table. All kinds of beauties stood in front of the long table with different expressions.

Full of ambition, some were pitiful, and some were sexy and charming with deep smiles. The beauty who had just won the fight was actually there, smiling at Yan Aonan with unknown meaning.

The wine stains flowing down the necks of the beauties gradually soaked into their thin shirts. **********, some people began to leave the stage, some began to shout, and some began to cry and laugh. Drinks

Passing through the intestines, the hot stimulation made the stomach shrink continuously. Yan Aonan's drinking capacity was quite good. Several women had already fallen down unsteadily and some even covered the blood spurting from their mouths.

This round was a competition to see who could drink more and last longer. Yan Aonan seemed to be alone tasting wine under the moon, with all the things around him unbearable. He just drank one cup after another slowly, without even a drop of it.

Spilled out. When she and Jamie's female companion were the only ones left on the stage, the audience cheered and shouted one after another. The martial arts champion's eyes were red as if he couldn't resist, but Yan Aonan seemed to have no big problem.

No, it was just the faintly trembling fingertips that revealed that she was not in a good state at the moment.

It was another long and fierce battle, and finally the woman next to him vomited out "Wow". Jamie in the audience uttered a curse word in a haze, but Long Yihuan vaguely felt that something was unusual, so he went on stage in person to take Yan away.
Chapter completed!