Police Chen Shu

VIP room.

Different from the black boxing scene where the lights were full for the purpose of live broadcast, this viewing room was temporarily decorated in a warehouse. The lights were deliberately dimmed and the thick red carpet covered the entire floor.

In the middle of the room, there are several rows of leather sofas and marble coffee tables placed in the style of bar booths. Directly in front are four 100-inch TVs, showing boxing matches in real time.

"Waiter, Jagermeister."

The fat bald man leaned softly on the sofa, raised his fat right hand, snapped his fingers, and signaled the "princess" standing behind the sofa to give him a glass of wine.

There are a total of eight booths in the room, and each booth is equipped with a "princess" dedicated to providing services, and a "young master" who can place orders at any time.

Wearing a tight-fitting outfit that exposed her delicate collarbones and half of her gray hair, the princess walked around to the sofa, holding a silver plate in her hand with a bottle of expensive-looking foreign wine on it.

She tilted the bottle gracefully, and the amber liquid slowly swirled in it, exuding a rich aroma. For thousands of years, this has always been the case when it comes to beauty and wine.

The fat bald man shook the goblet in his hand and glanced at the IPAD on the coffee table. It was playing a live broadcast room with encryption software whose servers were set up abroad. Inside was the boxing match between Li Xia and Big L.

On the screen, barrage rolled down like a waterfall, with fonts of various colors flashing on it. One gift after another, a dazzling carnival, a colorful romantic carriage, a splendid dream castle, etc., there were almost no gaps. play in rotation in the room.

So much so that it completely blocked Black Boxing's live broadcast, but these gifts symbolizing high amounts of money still popped up in endlessly, and even through the screen, you could smell the smell of fans.

This is all money. If you follow Shuitou and help them, you might be able to earn some more money. The bald fat man's hand holding the drink trembled slightly. His original mentality of resisting the Shuitou Gang's forced cooperation began to slowly change.

This Shuitou Gang learned the routine from nowhere, and made black market boxing live broadcast, and then got a bunch of young people wearing masks to follow and make noises. Even the VIP room can be created in a short time.

I have to say, they deserve the money they make.

"Brother, do you want to add more?" A young man in a small suit bent over and came out from behind the princess, vowing, "Big L is the treasure of our gang, we can't lose!"

The fat bald man took a sip of wine and glanced at Li Xia, who was kneeling on the ground and vomiting blood on the TV. Although he could only get more than 100,000 according to the odds, the feeling of a guaranteed win was really satisfying.

He said lightly: "I have spent two hundred to buy your big L alone. What's the matter, isn't it enough?"

"No, no, brother, the winner is already obvious. Now, let's do some small projects for entertainment and pass the time, don't you think?" Although the little suit is a man, he has lipstick on his lips. Under the flickering spotlights, the two little pieces of flesh opened and closed, looking a bit enchanting.

"Little brother, just look at how many punches there are and whether they are boring. Our projects are really exciting." The princess standing behind the sofa leaned down and opened her red lips next to the bald fat man's ears. Her breath was filled with warmth. , extremely provocative.

Especially this little brother's voice really softened the heart of this middle-aged greasy man with a bald head.

The fat bald man turned his head and watched her slender neck rise and fall slightly with her breathing, and the arc under her collarbone was faintly visible.

"Little brother, just now Big L interrupted the game in the field and kicked his legs in circles. This is a project opened by the boss of table 6. Look, how interesting it is." The princess gently pushed back her hanging hair, making it smooth His hair brushed against the fat bald man's cheek.

The itch was more of an evil fire suddenly rising in my heart.

The fat bald man straightened his neck, which was almost integrated with his shoulders, and looked towards booth No. 6.

The light in the room was dim, and the fat bald man looked at the old man for a long time before he saw a man with Mediterranean hair sitting there, holding the princess in his arms and rubbing against her.

Princess Dare still provides this kind of service?

The bald fat man whose blood was on his head chuckled, patted the empty space next to him, and said, "Open it, it must be opened. You just have to come over and discuss with me how we should open it."

"Disgusting." The princess said she was disgusted, but she snuggled up to the bald fat man honestly, "Little brother, I want to see that college student with a nosebleed?"

"Nosebleed?" The fat bald man was startled, then turned to the little suit, "What kind of project is this?"

Little Suit raised his fist and touched his nose, flatteringly: "Brother, that's what I mean, ten thousand yuan at a time."

"Can he be willing to smash himself?" The bald fat man recalled the big boy's eyes when he finished his first black boxing in his boxing gym, and said with some disbelief.

"Boss, this is black boxing. Someone is doing it for us." Little Suit smiled even more flatteringly. The more projects his clients opened, the higher his commission would be. "Ten thousand for a broken nose, thirty thousand for a broken hand. Fifty thousand dollars to break off the foot, break it off.”

"Stop." The fat bald man made a quick mental calculation, thinking that his 200 investment would result in an income of more than 100,000 yuan tonight according to the odds, so he should be able to squander it.

After making the calculation, the bald fat man pointed at the Mediterranean man who performed the big L circle kicking event, and said contemptuously: "How much does that event cost?"

The little suit laughed as soon as he heard it, like a cat that smelled something fishy.

He first glanced at the bottles of foreign wine on the coffee table that had been consumed a lot, and then said disdainfully: "That one is only 10,000 yuan. It is the cheapest project. It is just a lie to the little girl."

These words were too straightforward, and it seemed to be a bit of a bald fat man's consumption, but this type of entertainment consumption requires this kind of discernment. Sometimes if the excitement is right, you can often win a shockingly large order.

"Brother, I didn't see any interesting projects tonight. When I return to the dormitory after work, they will definitely laugh at them." The princess snuggled into the arms of the bald fat man, slightly pursed her red lips, and looked cute. talking.

The fat bald man who was drunk with alcohol was already much more impulsive than usual, and now he had a beauty lying in his arms. His small head immediately took over the big head, and he slapped the princess's buttocks hard and said boldly:

"One hundred thousand yuan, I bought it!"

After saying that, the fat bald man looked down at the princess in his arms, his eyes roaming over her bumpy and sexy body, with undisguised greed and desire.

The corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily: "We agreed that we won't be allowed to go back to the dormitory after we get off work."

The little suit turned over the betting slip in his hand and quickly wrote on the blank back: "Broken nose, broken hand, broken foot. Ten thousand, thirty thousand, fifty thousand. Boss, the total is ninety thousand, it can't be used." One hundred thousand.”

The fat bald man grabbed the beauty in his arms and said cheerfully, "You have good eyesight. I'll give you an extra ten thousand as a tip."

"Thank you, brother! In this way, I will add a guillotine to my brother, which will make up to 100,000 yuan!" The little suit nodded and left.

"Wow, thank you little brother! Damn!" The princess hugged the bald fat man's neck tightly with both hands and gave him a big kiss.

The complacent fat bald man felt extremely comfortable. He turned to look at the little follower who had been sitting silently on the small sofa nearby, and said with a smile: "Xiao Li, I have been sitting in the banker for a long time, and I have forgotten the happiness of the gambler. "

Xiao Li is naturally his subordinate. Since the start of the game, this young man has been staring nervously at the live TV, not even taking the time to take a sip of the good wine in front of him.

When he heard his boss speak, Xiao Li reluctantly turned his eyes from the TV and echoed: "Boss, you are right."

After saying that, Xiao Li couldn't help but turn back to watch the TV. This gesture showed that he really didn't want to waste half a second.

Brat, what's so interesting about this kind of game with a destined ending?

The fat bald man thought so, then turned the beauty over in his arms, held the back of her head and pressed her down.

call.