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Chapter 207: Night

"Haha, come here. Let me play!"

Rogger laughed and replaced the old man's position, and he fought up.

The little girl squeezed her eyes: "Little girl, I'm a master, you are careful."

The little girl made a ghost face at Roger.

Everyone smiled kindly.

"Come!"

Rogger was together with both palms, rubbing hard for a few times, put on a combat attitude, stretched out his hands forward, and the two hands changed back and forth.

I saw Roger followed the small ball in front of him slowly deformed and turned into a leopard.

This leopard moves rapidly, and the body shape is not too huge, which will make small animals turn around, but the attack power is also very high.

Looking at the little girl, the little ball was turned into a lion in front of her.

Roger stunned slightly and laughed: "Good little girl, calm enough."

Han Ming watched the two people's fun, and felt it didn't matter.

This thing looks wonderful, but in fact it is not much different from the game console.

Isn't it just that two people control the two corners to fight.

At the moment, the middle -aged guard of the dynasty greeted, and turned out to pass through the wind.

Over the hall, as Roger said, this large hall has been a very powerful ban in this hall. It can cover up all the people's breath without leaving a slightest.

At this time, the people in the hall gradually became more. From time to time, there would be such a person with a mask on a face.

Han Ming passed through the hall all the way, came to the door of the other end, opened the door, and was a terrace extending to the outside of the building.

A cigarette lying on the railing lit a cigarette, this small and weak fire light, suddenly dark in the night SE.

A strong night breeze in the high altitude scraped it violently, and encountered the special enchantment outside the building.

I took a long breath, watched the lights below, and my heart couldn't get back to my hometown again.

The prosperity of the Central Plains reminds Han Ming's hometown. The same lights are brilliant and the same beautiful.

After a while, the small door behind him opened gently, and a slight footsteps came.

Then, the owner of this voice stopped in front of the railing not far from Han Ming.

Han Ming stared slightly and saw a woman wearing a dark red SE evening dress. This woman has a slender figure, exquisite, and long hair fluttering.

Han Ming only glanced at it, and put his eyes back back to the distant world below.

The woman sighed softly, and drank a glass of wine in the light blue SE in her hand. At this time, she also glanced at Han Ming.

Seeing Han Mingzheng holding a strangely burning thing, he kept spitting in his mouth. There was always the smoke of the white SE, which was quite beautiful in the night sky.

"What is that?" The woman asked curiously.

Han Ming answered lightly: "Cigarettes."

"Well? Cigarettes ... What a special name. What is this thing? It obviously sucks into the stomach, why do you want to spit it? Isn't it a waste?"

The woman asked curiously.

Han Ming smiled sideways: "That's not important. The important thing is a mood. Just like this life, after a trip, you still have to leave the world.

The important thing is that this process, realizing the wonderful feeling of cigarettes in the lungs, just like appreciating this life suffering.

Sour, spicy, hazy, but also fascinating. "

The woman heard the words, and looked at Han Ming a little surprised, stunned, and smiled: "Your explanation is strange, making me feel beautiful.

Do you still have this cigarette? Can you let me experience it too? "

Han Ming didn't mind, and handed in one with a smile, the woman approached slowly, and the cigarettes looked at it in their hands.

Han Ming saw that this woman looks very good. Although it is not amazing, it is expensive to have a quiet and quiet temperament, like empty valleys.

"How to do it?" The woman asked with a cigarette and asked with interest.

Han Ming smiled slightly, took out a small cylinder, the cylinder lid collapsed, and a small flame was rushed out to ignite the front end of the cigarette.

The woman nodded and tried to take a sip, but coughed violently.

Han Ming laughed: "Don't use the swallow, use suction."

The woman coughed twice, then stopped, apologizing: "It's rude."

Then according to what Han Ming said, a little took a sip and slowly spit it out: "A little dizziness."

Han Ming nodded. At this time, the cigarettes in his hands had been burned out. The cigarette butt was destroyed on the railing, and another one was ignited.

Women's curious observation of Han Ming's smoking, there are also different learning.

"Your movement is very elegant." The woman praised.

"Thanks."

After a while, the woman finished smoking the cigarettes and asked Han Mingzuo.

"Don't use your ability to resist its feeling, try to open your body and mind to accept it. The first time I will always be sad, just adapt to it."

"Um."

The two spit slowly on the railing, the woman closed her eyes, and quietly appreciated this novelty.

The small door behind him opened again, and a woman also came to the railing.

When Han Ming saw someone coming, he stopped talking, and each had his own mind.

"Hello, please ..."

Han Ming looked sideways. Seeing that the later women turned out to be a dancer dancing in the middle of the hall. The dancer looked at Han Ming at this time.

Han Ming was slightly stunned and asked, "What's the matter?"

The dancer gritted her teeth, looked at Han Ming, and looked at another woman. She whispered: "I know it might be very confused, but can I ask you two to help me.

Take me to leave here, please ask you. "

Talking again and looking at the woman, begging: "Your boyfriend with a mask must be a very powerful master. Please see everyone is a woman, let him help me."

Han Ming just wanted to speak to explain that he didn't know the woman with that woman, but watched the goddess of dance, and asked curiously: "What is going on?" At the same time, she looked through the dancer and looked at the woman, and saw the woman's face indifferent.

It's not unhappy.

The dancer hesitated and said, "I was sold here. Although I lived well, I was often persecuted by some big characters to take away overnight.

But I don't like this life, I want to escape, but I don't have that strength. I'm tired. "

The woman's face said indifferently: "I was coming by yourself."

"Yes ..." The dancer's embarrassing body trembled, and said, "I originally longed for this high society, and I wanted to get in.

But later I learned that after all, I was just a sloppy, no matter how hard, or a bitch, I couldn't stand the life of this high society.

Those people, those men who have a good look, are not humans at all, they are all beasts and beasts! You don’t know how they used to treat me, I really can't stand it. "

Han Ming frowned and asked, "Why do you dare to ask us for help if you don't know such a big courage, aren't you afraid that we are also one of those people?"

The dancer has begun to sobbing softly: "I'm afraid, but I can't. I wanted to jump from here, but I still want to work hard to see you."

The woman's eyes passed through the dancer, and the Korean and Han Ming came to the she: "How do you decide?"

Han Ming had a lot of trouble in his body, and it was really not a troubled place here, but he loved his spare time, and nodded immediately: "I will take you away."

"Thank you, thank you! If you are willing to take me away, I am willing to take out three years to serve you." The dancer said gratefully, and his arms began to tremble slightly because of excitement.

"Don't need it." Han Ming said lightly, holding the dancer's arm, and he had to jump down.

"If you ca n’t jump here, you will also be bounced back by the power of enchantment. You must leave from the main entrance." The woman said.

Han Ming nodded: "Thank you."

"Hehe, you're welcome, I also leave with you." The woman said something surprisingly. DD


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