Mad Son-in-law

When the Liu family was in trouble, Wang Jie was enjoying a lavish feast.

Only the purple light was turned on in the Apollo box, which filled the limited space with a breath of temptation. In the deafening music, Bai Huahua's waist was twisting crazily, and Wang Jie and Zhang Dabiao happily swam among the women holding wine glasses.

In the eyes of these princesses, it has been a long time since I met a boy who can play like this.

Most people who come here for consumption are mostly wretched, fat old men. They will just try their best to pour wine on the women, and then touch them with their yellow teeth unscrupulously.

But this person is different. Although he is also lustful, his eyes are hot enough for everyone! Moreover, he not only dances the standard JAZZ, but HIP-HOP is also very sexy.

Zhang Dabiao was a little cautious at first. He watched Wang Jie handily playing games among women in amazement. He can whisper a few words to make a woman laugh; he can squeak and let a woman slip into his arms obediently. The most important thing is that every time he rolls the dice, he can clearly guess the number, so that the thin clothes of the twelve girls fade away one by one. If he didn't know the purpose of Wang Jie's trip, he would be unimaginable that this man who was crazy on the dance floor was going to kill with a knife in a moment.

"Beauty, that's my elder brother, you can't wait for him!" Wang Jiechao Zhang Dabiao slammed, and then suddenly threw a handful of hundred yuan bills from his pocket.

The women rushed up, twisted their waists crazily to get a tip, and then surrounded Zhang Dabiao with a swagger.

With light and shadow through, Wang Jie blinked evilly at Zhang Dabiao.

Zhang Dabiao knew that Wang Jie was about to do it.

"Beauty, who of you can striptease? This is her!" Zhang Dabiao was really unsuitable for this kind of occasion, but at this time he had no choice but to give it up, revealing a greedy look, and took 30,000 yuan. On the table, these crazy stunners were teasing wildly.

The women are very excited, and their favorite is this young and gold man. Being rich and having fun is much more comfortable than having **** with those old men.

Wang Jie smiled calmly, and pulled out a woman from the crowd who had glared at him for a while, and whispered in a low voice: "Beauty, do you want to have some excitement?"

The woman was very knowledgeable, smiled, and her red lips with the fruity aroma of sparkling wine said softly: "Little master, what excitement are you going to play?"

"What excites you?"

"That's a lot, but it just can't be used here! Hey!"

The two "will meet a good talent when they meet their opponents", and they are tacitly aware of each other's words!

The toilet next to Wang Jiechao snarled his mouth and said slyly: "Girl, I'm lost, can you take me to the toilet?"

The woman smiled sweetly: "Willing to help!"

Everyone smiled clearly when they saw the two go into the toilet with their shoulders on their backs. There are no girls who are not knowledgeable about world affairs. They all envy people who can get this opportunity. Because someone who can get along with the boss alone must get paid several times that of others.

Wang Jie's hand was like a swimming snake, gently brushing the woman's waist. It seemed reckless and impulsive, warm and rough, but it was superficial, which made the woman a little fascinated and a little helpless...

The two of them flashed into the bathroom, and the woman half-closed her eyes and hung on the man's body. Unknowingly, her cheeks became red under the dual effects of alcohol and desire.

"I have whatever excitement you want!" The woman's voice was slightly sullen, and she was ecstatic.

Wang Jie didn't come back with his backhand, and said with a bad smile: "Really? Then I have to try it!"

After finishing speaking, suddenly one hand jerked towards the woman's back vertebra acupoint, the woman was startled, before she could open her eyes, she fell asleep sweetly in the numbness all over her body!

Just now, Zhang Dabiao has told Wang Jie that this KTV monitoring system belongs to "loop" monitoring. In other words, all the surveillance cameras are distributed on the back corridor and front hall. The implication is that there are hidden cameras in every room. However, this kind of arrangement makes threading more cumbersome, and coupled with the automatic sprinkler device that KTV must have, there must be a pipeline that can lead to every house on the ceiling above the head.

Wang Jie listened to the movement outside, and Zhang Dabiao was playing lively.

With a slight smile, he stepped on the toilet and lifted the ceiling easily.

Taking off his coat, Wang Jie slid his body and climbed onto the pipeline.

What worries Zhang Dabiao most is that he cannot tell where Liu Hailong is. Especially on the ceiling, the well-connected pipelines can easily make people lose their sense of direction. Therefore, he persuaded Wang Jie to give up and at least figure out where Liu Hailong usually hides.

But he didn't know. In fact, Wang Jie had already known the location of Liu Hailong since he came in.

Looking at the structure of the roof slightly, Wang Jie began to crawl along the passage.

The alloy ceiling under the body vibrated violently, and the sound in each compartment was different. Most of the people who fight for alcoholic drinks, yelling for five drinks and six drinks; on the contrary, very few really sing. I don't know if this is the normal state of KTV. In addition, there are dice shaking, scolding, laughing wildly, crying, and some special ones. The private room is quiet, but you can hear the solemn gasp, the suppressed dream-like sound...

After carefully walking through about eight or nine roofs, Wang Jie stopped on a suspended ceiling near the wall.

It's quiet down here, just like a cemetery.

Wang Jie licked his chapped lips and listened carefully to make sure that he was safe. Only then did he slowly uncover the mesh fence and a piece of the ceiling of the alloy ceiling.

The water mist in the bathroom has not yet cleared, and the water stains on the ground and the diffuse aroma indicate that someone just finished bathing here.

Wang Jie fell to the ground silently like a light monkey, following the open door, he found that the structure here was indeed not a glance. Outside the bathroom, there is a luxurious big bed with a woman with wet hair lying on the bed. With her back to herself, only a white bath towel was symbolically hung on her hip bone. The white back and the undulating streamlines all confirmed that this woman was tired, and she slept very deeply...

Wang Jie walked out indifferently, the malaise in the air digging into his nose.

When I walked to the door, the door was hidden, and the light outside was very dim. A trace of smoke could be seen in the brown sofa, and a trace of leather and orchids could be caught. That's right, the man was smoking a cigar in the sofa.

Wang Jie smiled coldly, and touched the handle of the knife on his waist with his right hand!

At this moment, the door of the outer bread compartment suddenly opened.

Suddenly his heartbeat speeded up, Wang Jie hurriedly flashed around and retreated. Fortunately, the woman in the bedroom seemed exhausted after the fight, but she bowed and fell asleep again.

"Brother Long, call me!" The people who came in stood there cautiously.

An indifferent voice came from the sofa and said: "How about, have you let out the news that the Thirteen Wolf killed the granddaughter of the Liu family?"

"It has been released! It won't be long before there will be all this news on the road."

"What about two million?"

"It's also accounted! Grandson dare not listen to Long Brother speaking!"

The man on the sofa snorted and waved his hand. The standing man nodded quickly and went out.

When there was no movement at the door, Wang Jie opened the empty door and walked out gently.

As he got closer and closer, lying on the sofa was a bare-chested man, full of floral arms and tattoos. He closed his eyes lazily, half of the cigar in his hand was smoked, and there was a small silver medicine bottle in front of him. There is a thick pile of money on the coffee table.

"The little cat who is not fed, why, I was about to move again after a while?" When Wang Jie was standing behind the sofa, the man in front of him probably caught the wind behind him and murmured, "Come on, give it to me." Rub your shoulders, I will send you flying in a while."

Wang Jie picked up a white towel and gently pressed it on the man's shoulder, kneading it slowly, and finally pressed it on the back of his neck!

"Remove the towel, it's in the way, didn't you eat? Try hard, where was that vigorous energy just now?" The man cursed with a yellow accent.

Wang Jie sneered, his hand holding the towel continued to drop, and the strength of his hand suddenly increased!

"Quick! You want to kill me..."

The man finally got a little angry, threw the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, and he was about to curse when he looked up. Who knows that he really saw the face of a man with a sneer! This face was condescending, like the gaze of death.

"You...who are you?"

The man panicked and wanted to struggle to get up. But this person's hands are already around his neck, not only can he not move, but his throat is also very blocked, and he can only make a gurgling dry sound!

"Hello, Long Brother, I—called—Wang—Jie!" The man leaned down and whispered under the man's ears.

Liu Hailong shuddered suddenly, his eyes widened round, as if he had seen a ghost! Wang Jie? He is Wang Jie! He is still alive!

However, before he was struggling, a bright silver knife was quickly slashed from his neck, as simple as peeling a cucumber or a slice of radish peel.

Liu Hailong felt a slight pain in his jaw, lowered his eyes, and saw the white towel dyed red with his blood within milliseconds!

Only then did he know that the magical effect of this towel is to prevent his own blood from spraying out, but he can see clearly...

Then, in the pupils before death, he looked at the other party calmly and wiped the knife with a towel, rolled the money on the table into his arms, and turned around indifferently into the bedroom...