"What an obedient pet!" Ren Xiaoyao was like stroking a pug, gently stroking Ito Reiko's head that was buried between his legs and shaking up and down, and sat comfortably on the soft big armchair, closing his eyes.
He closed his eyes and enjoyed the woman's skilled professional verbal service while quietly thinking about how to rescue Qiaoyun's mother and son.
It is obviously useless to have peace talks with those "Delta State" special forces who have begun to go crazy because they have fallen into despair about their future life. However, with the rich combat experience accumulated by these "Delta State" special forces, they want to safely rescue Qiao from the island.
Mica is probably not very realistic either.
The only way now is to put pressure on the U.S. government to lift the pursuit order for these "Delta State" special forces and restore their honor. This may arouse their desire to survive and allow these American soldiers to regain their senses and return to normal.
Go to the negotiation table and resolve this matter through negotiation to release Qiaoyun's mother and son.
This is why he wants to buy a suitcase through the Angel Mercenary Group. What qualifications does a small Chinese businessman have to put pressure on the U.S. government if he doesn't have some chips in his hand? As for the serious consequences caused by this, he doesn't care at this time.
Not that much. In order to save his wife and children, he didn't even know that he would blow up the White House and start World War III.
I believe that when the stupid US President Mr. Bush saw a miniature gun in a suitcase placed on his desk, he would make the right and only choice.
New York is the most exciting city in the world. Whether it is finance, trade, or entertainment, New York leads the world's trends. Manhattan, with its rows of skyscrapers, is known as a symbol of American prosperity.
At midnight, when the nightlife in Queens, where New York's entertainment venues are concentrated, is at its peak, the residents of New York's Chinatown have already fallen asleep early, making the streets lined with all kinds of cheap cars look particularly deserted.
Some night-time pleasure seekers are still wandering the streets, hoping to spend a few dollars to find a satisfactory bed partner, while the prostitutes standing by the street lamps are constantly flirting with the men passing by.
, hoping to earn a few dollars from the other party's pocket to satisfy his growing drug addiction.
At this time, a tall man wearing a black trench coat with a vertical collar that covered most of his face appeared at the street corner. The man's appearance immediately attracted all the attention of the surrounding prostitutes.
What attracts them is not how tall, powerful and handsome the man is, but the tens of thousands of dollars worth of clothing he carries.
"Such a person must be a rich person with special hobbies and a lot of money in his pocket!" The two prostitutes wandering around the street had this idea in their minds at the same time, and began to twist themselves exaggeratedly.
The plump Tunbu walked towards the prey.
"Sir, my blowjob skills are absolutely top-notch. Every customer who has tasted this taste is full of praise for it!" A prostitute with a thick layer of paint on her face leaned towards the man and started blowing.
I wonder how good I am with my tongue and my skills in bed.
Another prostitute, who looked to be only about twenty years old, simply opened her clothes to reveal a pair of huge breasts that were definitely fake, as if she was selling pork, and said in a cooing voice: "Sir, I want to
Would you like to try the power of 37f?”
The man took out two bundles of banknotes from his pocket and waved them in front of the two prostitutes next to him, and then said in a deep voice: "Go and pester the two men behind you, and the money will be yours!"
The two prostitutes looked at the two stacks of banknotes that kept swinging in front of their eyes. Their eyes were like two small light bulbs in the dark night, shining with greed and nodded heavily.
Low-level prostitutes like them usually charge very little, and they may not earn more than $10,000 a month from being fucked by a man.
And the mysterious man in front of them was offering 10,000 US dollars. How could they not be tempted? In order to get this windfall, let alone the two men behind them, even if ten men came to have sex with them at the same time, they would be tempted.
It doesn't matter.
After the two prostitutes, who were jealous of the money, collected the banknotes, they hurried towards the CIA agents who were following him and began to harass the two tall and powerful agents.
Seeing the CIA agent being entangled by two shameless prostitutes behind him, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile. It was a pleasure to cause some trouble for these pesky flies.
"You damn cousins, get out of here, we are CIA!" The two prostitutes held 10,000 dollars in their arms and held on to the two men until they let go. They kept praising how good they were in bed.
, and the CIA agent who was so entangled that he could not escape had to reveal his identity to scare the two prostitutes away.
But at this time, when they turned back to look for Ren Xiaoyao, they had lost track of their target. They had to stand on the cold and windy street and cursed the two damn prostitutes just now.
After getting rid of the annoying CIA agent behind him, Ren Xiaoyao walked into a dark alley near Chinatown and found the Queen's Bar, the last secret base of the Angel Mercenary Group in the United States.
When you walk into this sex bar, which can be seen everywhere in the United States, you will immediately be greeted by the unique fragrance of marijuana. Several naked beauties are dancing hot pole dances on the high-collared stage, while below
You can also see groups of urban degenerates gathering together everywhere to smoke marijuana or various soft drugs.
Not far from the door, an American girl with blond hair and blue eyes, probably in her twenties, was drunk and lying on her back on the bar.
At this time, the woman's miniskirt had been rolled up to her waist, and her spread thighs looked particularly attractive under the dim light of the bar.
A Caucasian man with his trousers down to his knees, holding the woman's waist with both hands, stood between his legs, holding the woman's jade rabbit with both hands, and was making piston movements back and forth, while behind the man there was
There were several men of various colors standing, obviously waiting in line to fuck this drunk golden cat.
After getting rid of the entanglement of several women who took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him and wanted to compose a one-night stand with him in an exotic country, Ren Xiaoyao walked directly into the private room area behind the bar and knocked on the door of the private room No. 17 twice in a row with the rhythm of four light and one heavy.
The door was immediately pushed open from the inside, leaving a gap that could only allow him to enter sideways.
As soon as he entered the room sideways, the body of a woman named Chiluo was tightly wrapped around Ren Xiaoyao like an octopus, and she was kissing him crazily on the face like a hungry she-wolf.