"It's already started..." Wang Xuanzhi reminded, what's going on with these two people? Are they drunk too much? They have obviously shouted "start", but no one is exerting any effort.
"It's already started." Lu Fan said.
"Ah?" No one understood what was going on.
If two people can't move, what's the beginning?
Soon, they discovered the clues.
Ma Zicong's face was turning red, Ma Zicong's face was sweating, Ma Zicong's face was covered with sweat... He gritted his teeth, his expression was ferocious and twisted, and he used all his strength to suck...
Even an idiot can see that Ma Zicong has tried his best, even using the energy he used to suck milk when he was a child.
However, that guy actually sat there calmly, his face not red, his heart not beating, as if nothing happened.
Everyone looked at Lu Fan in shock. What is this guy's background? Ma Zicong is a peak warrior. Why is he acting like a three-year-old kid in front of him, playing around?
puff!
Ma Zicong used too much force. He lost several games of dice before and drank a lot of wine. At this moment, because he was holding his breath, all the wine sprayed out from his throat and nostrils, splashing on the backs and wrists of himself and Lu Fan.
.
"You kid..."
Lu Fan laughed: "How dare you use a hidden weapon."
Poof!
The whole audience laughed.
Ma Zicong's face turned redder. While he was shocked by Lu Fan's strength, he was too embarrassed to continue the stalemate and said repeatedly: "I lost, I lost, I am not your opponent..."
Lu Fan let go: "I almost let you plot against me."
"..." Ma Zicong was so depressed that his face turned purple, he stood up hurriedly and rushed into the bathroom without looking back.
Liu Yingying laughed so hard that she took out a tissue from her bag and wiped the back of Lu Fan's hands: "I really didn't expect you to be so bad, it's so fun..."
"Haha, Ma Zicong can't even beat a doctor. Why do I feel something is wrong?"
"That's right, where is such a doctor? Yingying, where did you find it? Can you help me find one?"
"I want it too, I want it too!"
…
Wang Xuanzhi's beautiful big eyes flickered at Lu Fan and said, "Are you really a barefoot doctor who runs a medical clinic?"
"Yes, the medical center is in Nandu. Are you also interested?" Liu Yingying asked with a smile.
Wang Xuanzhi said nothing and pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.
"I think Zicong drank too much, and I don't want to care too much about people like you, so as not to damage my identity in the Ma family. Don't think too highly of yourself and how you feel about yourself just because of a little game.
Already."
Yuan Linlin looked at Lu Fan with disdain: "You don't really think that you can compete with Mr. Zicong by winning two games, do you?"
Seeing Ma Zicong's defeat at the hands of Lu Fan, Yuan Linlin felt very uncomfortable now.
She liked Ma Zicong, but Ma Zicong's eyes never stayed on her for a second. He focused on Liu Yingying wholeheartedly. Now she was defeated by the man Liu Yingying brought, and she felt very embarrassed. After all, she liked Ma Zicong.
, is something that everyone in this circle knows.
Liu Yingying frowned, knowing that Yuan Linlin was here for her.
"Now that you have fun playing the game, let's go out and play, dance and relax."
Wang Xuanzhi was extremely intelligent, smiled and spoke, thus resolving a dispute.
Everyone nodded in agreement. After sitting in the booth for so long, it was time to go out and have some fun.
As a result, a large group of young masters and Bai Fumei marched onto the dance floor outside.
The music was deafening, and it was hard to hear the words clearly. The only way to communicate was with gestures.
Lu Fan was pulled to a corner by Liu Yingying, and the other men and women also dispersed in groups of three or five or in pairs.
Lu Fan was not familiar with this kind of situation. He stood there like a straight telegraph pole.
"Do you know who Wang Xuanzhi is, who can be the protagonist of tonight's cocktail party?" Liu Yingying looked charming, holding a wine glass in her hand, and stood in front of Lu Fan with a bright smile.
Lu Fan looked at Wang Xuanzhi, who was sitting alone in the booth admiring himself when he mentioned dancing: "Who?"
"The granddaughter of the leader of Jinmen, the largest local gang in Jinling." Liu Yingying said.
"Golden Gate?"
Lu Fan frowned and thought for a moment: "You're not talking about Kong Zhuyin, are you?"
"Do you know him?" Liu Yingying said in surprise. Lu Fan had only been in Jinling for two days, but she could actually call the name of the boss of Jinmen accurately, which made her feel a little incredible.
"Haha, that's right." Lu Fan smiled and didn't explain much.
Liu Yingying rolled her eyes at him and was about to drag Lu Fan to dance on the dance floor when a scream suddenly came from the dance floor, followed by the sound of an argument.
The bystanders naturally arranged themselves in a circle, surrounding the conflicting parties in the middle.
When Lu Fan saw this, he wanted to avoid these irrelevant disputes and go back to the booth to drink.
"It seems to be Yuan Linlin and the others."
Liu Yingying said something, took Lu Fan's hand and walked towards the middle of the crowd.
