Seeing these women, Zhao Gangqing sincerely wanted to sigh.

There are so many beauties.

The beakers and swallows are thin and fat.

There are all kinds of things, and each one looks good, and at first glance, he is the kind who can be the heroine of a novel.

These women looked at Zhao Gangliang with unscrupulous eyes.

Because they all came from the romantic scene.

In their life dictionary, there is really no word "shy". Generally speaking, if a person who makes a living in such a place is shy, he will be destined to be unable to make money.

The one sitting in front of him is the legendary Brother Gang, who is said to be the boss of Brother Huangmao. How can these women not know how to show it?

Even Lin Qianru sat next to Zhao Gangling, she was ignored by these people.

In their opinion, no one cares about too many women, right?

It is normal for a hero like Brother Gangliu to have more women, right?

Zhao Gang-ling couldn't stand these women being so enthusiastic. When they were at the Butterfly Club, Zhao Gang-ling often encountered some women who secretly sent miss or threw themselves into their arms. And these outstanding people in front of them were undoubtedly more tempting.

No normal men can ignore their gaze of asking for sex.

Of course, Missile Zhang is not normal, so he looked at these women very seriously and said, "Who can act?"

"I!"

"I me!!"

"I, I, I!!"

A group of women instantly called each other, more diligent than the ones who came from **.

Missile Zhang raised his hand and pressed it down, and the women slowly calmed down.

"You each perform a scene for me."

Zhang said seriously, "I plan to find a supporting actress for the next micro-film."

"I'll do it!!"

"I'll do it first!"

Those women were called one piece again.

"Grass, be quiet."

The yellow-haired face was a little unhooked and scolded, "This is not a place, don't scream like a chicken."

"We are chickens."

A plump-looking woman curled her lips and whispered.

Huangmao's face stiffened for a moment, then looked at Zhao Gangling awkwardly and said, "Brother Gangling, this is not strict in tutoring, don't be surprised."

"Haha, women without their own personality are hard to become popular."

Zhao Gang received with a smile, "I like them very much."

"Brother Gangli, will he chat with you tonight?"

The plump woman who said she was a chicken said immediately.

Zhao Gang looked at Lin Qianru beside him.

Lin Qianru looked to the side and said that she had seen nothing.

Zhao Gang coughed twice and said, "This, don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh, is Brother Gangling or his wife strictly in charge?"

The plump woman covered her mouth and said with a smirk.

The woman beside her laughed.

"Damn, who will laugh anymore and let her stand on the street tonight!"

The yellow-haired said angrily.

A group of women might have been really scared, and slowly there was no sound.

The next step is naturally the time to test your acting skills.

These women have very good acting skills.

Of course, this is a bit nonsense.

It would be strange if women who work in nightclubs like Butterfly Club have poor acting skills.

Especially these people who are more knowledgeable, their acting skills are even more perfect.

If you let her cry, she will cry. If she lets her laugh, she will laugh more and more.

More than half an hour passed. A group of women finally finished the show.

"I want you."

Missile Zhang pointed to the plump woman who said she was a chicken and said, "Your performance is the most natural and relaxing! What's your name?"

"Me? Are you asking someone's stage name or real name?"

The plump woman said shyly.

"Well, what is your real name?" Zhang Missile asked.

"Wang Lizhu." said the plump woman.

"Where is the stage name?"

"Lin Feng'er."

"Uh, then you're called Lin Feng'er."

Missile Zhang said, looking at Huangmao and said, "Brother Huangmao, I want this. Let her go to my place tomorrow. I'll give her a simple training, right?"

"Yes! Yes! Try to get training to bed!" Huangmao raised her eyebrows ambiguously.

Missile Zhang coughed twice and said, "I... I am different from Brother Gangliu."

"Depend on!"

Zhao Gangliang said angrily, "Do you mean I'm more lustful than you?"

Missile Zhang remained silent.

"Yellow-haired, do you think I'm more lustful than him?" Zhao Gang looked at Huangmao dissatisfied.

Huang Hai lowered her head and played with the bones he had just eaten.

Zhao Gang looked at Lin Qianru unwillingly and asked, "Qianru, you can judge!"

Lin Qianru was poking the plastic cloth on the table with a toothpick.

Zhao Gangliang decisively gave up.

"Tomorrow's training, will you go, Brother Gangling?"

Lin Feng'er looked at Zhao Gangling pitifully.

Zhao Gang-ling was stunned for a moment, touched his nose, and said, "I probably won't go there, right? It's all missiles in charge of this matter. If you have something to do, just look for missiles."

Lin Feng'er showed a disappointed expression on her face that could be seen by anyone, and she sighed quietly, and the plump breasts, which were at least 34D, trembled with the sigh.

Judging from the trembling amplitude, this pair of breasts is definitely original.

Zhao Gang swallowed and looked at Lin Qianru who continued to poke the plastic cloth beside him.

It seems that Qianru is only 34B.

The night is getting darker.

A bald head is walking on the road.

The bald face was very calm, even indifferent.

It's summer now, but the bald man is wearing a long-sleeved jacket with a hat.

The wind slowly blew.

A few thunder flashed through the sky.

The most common thunderstorm in summer comes like this.

The bald man put the hat of his coat on his head and then shrank his body.

It can be seen that the bald head has a big belly. Because his coat is stretched out a circle.

The bald head lowered his head and walked forward.

Under the street lights, pedestrians holding umbrellas looked hurried.

The bald head walked to a turn.
To be continued...