Evil Hero

Volume 6 Conquest Chapter 215: A Rage for Jealousy

If a person wants to get drunk, he can get drunk no matter how much alcohol he can drink.

Today, Zhang Yang wanted to get drunk from the bottom of his heart. Perhaps the nerves anesthetized by alcohol can relieve the pain in his heart. Therefore, Zhang Yang did not use his power to eliminate the alcohol. He drank a box of Erguotou and a bottle of Remy Martin.

The direct result of drinking so much alcohol was that Zhang Yang was really drunk. Mitsuko and Duan Xiuli were still worried and persuaded Zhang Yang not to drink so much at the beginning, but He Wanying didn't want to stop him from the bottom of her heart. It was rare for this man to lose his composure for a woman, so let him have fun.

It was known that Zhang Yang, who was drunk, didn't want to sleep like other people. Zhang Yang was very excited after drinking too much. Just now, he heard He Wanying say that there was a tennis room here where he could play tennis, so after dinner, he clamored to play tennis.

Duan Xiuli persuaded him to sleep for a while but he didn't listen, so several people had to walk out of the room together, out of the back door of the small building, and followed He Wanying to the tennis room on another floor.

When changing clothes in the locker room, He Wanying was afraid that Zhang Yang would have an accident, so she hurriedly changed her clothes and went into the men's locker room, watching the male waiter help Zhang Yang change into sportswear and sneakers. When helping Zhang Yang tie his shoelaces, several men came in and saw a beautiful young woman squatting on the ground tying shoelaces for the man. Her sweatpants were tightly held up by her round buttocks, and the groove between the two buttocks was extremely attractive.

Roland Club adopts a membership system. Every guest has his own number plate, and the wardrobe door in the locker room is also numbered according to this. A man in his thirties stared at He Wanying from behind for a while, coughed, and opened the kitchen to take out clothes.

The closet of another young man in his twenties happened to be behind He Wanying. He Wanying raised her butt and blocked most of the way. He was a little disdainful when he saw Zhang Yang closing his eyes and letting He Wanying tie his shoelaces. He was even more unhappy when he was blocked and delayed changing clothes.

"Tsk, you have to bring a servant to change clothes. Why don't you apply for a gold membership with such a set up?"

The annual fee for gold members of Roland Club is 300,000 yuan. The dressing room is a separate room with a bed for rest. Of course, there are many other differences from ordinary members.

When He Wanying asked for the membership card, she felt that Zhang Yang would not come here often. In addition, this place can be regarded as her own business. The gold membership card was originally very tight. Instead of keeping it for herself and not using it often, it is better to let Roland and others make more money.

At this time, she didn't get angry when she heard what the young man said. After all, she was the one who delayed others' time. After tying her shoelaces, He Wanying quickly stood up to make way for the man. Seeing that the men were about to change clothes, she quickly pulled Zhang Yang out.

Even after the two of them went far away, they could still hear the unbridled laughter coming from the locker room. It seemed that these people had nothing good to say about themselves. After meeting Mitsuko and Duan Xiuli who were waiting outside, He Wanying led a few people into the tennis court.

This tennis court was indoors, and the spacious venue was separated by a green grid, with three courts on each side of the east and west. A young man and woman were already playing in the middle of the three courts on the west side, so He Wanying chose the court on the east side. There were four people on her side, so she could choose two adjacent courts without having to separate.

Feng Ba and the others were responsible for keeping an eye on things, handing out tea and so on. If they wanted to play, two people could play on the third court. However, Feng Ba and the others did not change their clothes. No matter where they were, they would not forget their duties, and they did not necessarily play.

Duan Xiuli and Mitsuko were both wearing snow-white sportswear and white sneakers. With their fair faces and long black hair, they looked even more otherworldly, like the Guanghan fairies who were not interested in worldly matters.

Zhang Yang seemed a little excited. He took the tennis racket from Feng San and swung it vigorously, shouting loudly: "Who dares to fight me for 300 rounds?"

Duan Xiuli sneered and whispered to He Wanying: "He dares to brag when he can't even stand steadily. He was not my opponent when we were in school. Do you want me to teach him a lesson?"

He Wanying smiled and said: "Okay, you go. Just don't cry for help when you get spanked later." Duan Xiuli stuck out her tongue, glanced at Zhang Yang who was showing his teeth and claws, and whispered: "Then you go." Then, she turned around and said to Mitsuko: "Come on, sister Mitsuko, let's go to the court over there to play."

In fact, He Wanying wanted Zhang Yang to play with Mitsuko. Seeing that Mitsuko had been called away by Duan Xiuli, she had to say to Zhang Yang: "Come, I will play with you."

She turned around and said to Feng San, Feng Liu and Feng Ba: "There is another court over there. You can also go there to play for a while."

The three of them shook their heads together, indicating that they didn't want to play. He Wanying no longer cared about them and walked to the opposite side of Zhang Yang, and the two of them started to play.

Zhang Yang was not a good player to begin with, and after drinking, he made a fool of himself. He either hit the ball so hard that it could not cross the boundary or hit it so hard that it went out of the boundary, which made He Wanying smile bitterly and busy picking up the ball for Zhang Yang. Even Duan Xiuli and Mijinzi, who were playing next door, were implicated by Zhang Yang. Sometimes Zhang Yang would hit the ball to the other side, and Mijinzi and Duan Xiuli would pick up the ball for the two of them.

Sometimes, He Wanying also deliberately hit the ball out of bounds to tease Zhang Yang, so that Zhang Yang would run out to pick up the ball. Feng San and the others wanted to come over to help, but He Wanying coaxed them back, so they had to sit back on the chairs in the rest area and watch Zhang Yang run back and forth.

Originally, I thought that Zhang Yang could quickly get rid of the alcohol by exercising, but I didn't expect that Zhang Yang's alcohol would surge up and he was drunk and staggering, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

The people who just met in the locker room also entered the court at this time. They were seven people who came together. With the one next to Mitsuko and the two courts on the west side, there were still three courts available. One of the seven people who came together also sat on the chair in the rest area to watch the others play.

He was a man in his fifties, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, his sparse hair combed neatly, and a loose blue sports suit. He looked very dignified and serious, and there was no smile on his face.

He walked over and looked at the three little girls sitting on the chairs, lowered his head and sat down next to Feng San, took out a box of soft-packed Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it, and put the cigarette box on the table in front of him. He smoked and watched the three people on Zhang Yang's side jumping around to play basketball. Seeing Zhang Yang's "excellent" performance, he squeezed out a rare smile on his face.

The waiter in a bright red sportswear brought the tea he ordered, and the man took it and drank a sip and slowly put it down. Feng Ba and the other two looked at him warily, and then cast their eyes on Zhang Yang and the others.

Mitsuko was a little hot from playing, so she took off her coat and only wore a short-sleeved sports bra. She walked back and handed the coat to Feng Ba who came up to her. Her porcelain doll-like face was hidden with a layer of moving blush because of exercise. Her petite and exquisite figure was so curvy that her proud breasts bounced up and down restlessly in her sports bra, which was really indescribably attractive.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses had a calm face, but when he saw Mitsuko's proud face, he finally changed, and a greedy and obscene light shot out of his eyes. Mitsuko had been facing away from her just now, and she didn't expect that the woman who had been swaying in front of her eyes for a long time actually had a fairy-like appearance.

Mitsuko turned back, and the man's eyes were reluctant to move away from her. Feng Ba's sharp eyes naturally noticed his strange look, snorted coldly, and sat back in his seat with a stern face.

Zhang Yang happened to come over and bend down to pick up the ball, and he saw the man's eyes following Mitsuko. Originally, he was drunk today because he was sad that his woman Pipa was not held by him. At this time, seeing this man in his fifties actually looking at his other woman with such an obscene look, he couldn't help but screamed "Wa", raised his hand, and the tennis ball he had just picked up flew out like lightning, "bang" hitting the man's nose.

"Fuck, you dare to look at my woman like that, don't you want to live?" Zhang Yang threw down the racket and yelled, staggered to the front of the man, grabbed the old man whose nose was bleeding, and slapped him in the face.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang did not use his skills now, otherwise the ball just now would have killed the man, and now this slap would have made the man's soul fly out.

Even so, the man felt that his whole head had been roaring, and blood was flowing out of his nose and ears. He Wanying ran over here and shouted: "Feng San, stop him quickly..." She knew why Zhang Yang was unhappy today. If he let him hit him, he might kill him on the spot.

Seeing Zhang Yang hitting someone, Feng San and others had already stood up in surprise. At this time, they heard He Wanying's cry and hurriedly went up to pull Zhang Yang. They thought that the three of them could easily pull Zhang Yang away with their combined strength, but they didn't know that the three of them couldn't pull Zhang Yang at all. Only then did they realize that this person, at such a young age, could sit in a position that others could not strive for in their entire lives, and it was definitely not something that came out of thin air.

The other six people who came with the man also ran back when they heard the sound. Seeing that the man who beat people was actually the guy who asked a woman to tie his shoelaces in the locker room, they thought that this man must be a rich second-generation ancestor, otherwise he would definitely not be so stylish and need help to tie his shoelaces.

Young masters like this usually have a bad temper. They rely on their father's wealth to have a wild time outside. This can be seen from the beautiful women around him. But if you mess with this person today, no matter how rich your family is, I'm afraid you will lose a layer of skin.

This novel comes from Kanshuwang