Reborn Ace Prosecutor

At this time, two security guards walked past Feng Ling. The content of their conversation made Feng Ling's heart move. Could it be that Yang Xiyao disguised herself as a lady and sneaked in? But Yang Xiyao is such a cold person, so she pretended to be a lady.

What it's like, it's really exciting.

The more Feng Ling thought about it, the more likely it was. He quickly grabbed a bottle of beer from the table nearby, walked to the corner and wiped the beer all over his body. After that, he walked in the direction where the two security guards came.

Feng Ling was murmuring words in his mouth and walking in circles with his clothes on. Step by step, Feng Ling walked towards the depths of the private room area. Even if someone saw him, they would only think that he was a drunk looking for the toilet and lost his way, so he

Didn't pay much attention.

"Hey, why is there a drunkard over there!" A man guarding the door of the private room looked at Feng Lingqi and said.

"Hurry up and throw this guy down, so as not to disturb the boss's mood!" The other two people said without emotion, and the three of them walked towards Feng Ling.

"It seems like this is it!" Feng Ling could already feel Yang Xiyao's aura nearby. When he saw three men walking over, he still pretended not to know.

"You're a drunkard, you smell like alcohol!" The three men frowned and were about to lift Feng Ling up. At this moment, Feng Ling's originally squinted eyes suddenly opened and he quickly swept his right hand in a row.

In the past, a whirlwind seemed to have blown up, and like lightning, it slapped each of the three men on the neck, and the three men fell down without even a groan.

Yang Xiyao inside was already aware of the danger. She stubbornly closed her mouth and turned away from looking at the middle-aged man, but she was secretly complaining in her heart. She was impulsive and fell into such a situation.

"Do you think it will be useful if you don't speak? Let me tell you, I am a man." The middle-aged man stared at Yang Xiyao's proud body, his breathing began to quicken, and he roughly touched Yang Xiyao's clothes with one hand.

tear.

With just a tearing sound, Yang Xiyao's upper body was immediately revealed, and the black lace hollow bra appeared immediately, like an exquisite art treasure that was dazzling. It also made the middle-aged man's eyes widen, and he was quickly intoxicated.

He went in. This was such a strong temptation that he had never experienced before. In an instant, it was like ignited gasoline, and his blood boiled.

"You dare to do this to me, I will kill your whole family!" Yang Xiyao roared angrily, and a feeling of humiliation surged deeply into her heart. She seemed to feel that she could no longer escape a fate, and she cherished it.

Her virginity of more than twenty years might be snatched away tonight. Imagine a middle-aged man stripping off his clothes, crawling on her body, up and down. This is a feeling worse than death. It's a pity that she didn't commit suicide.

Opportunity is a lesson of flesh and blood, and it is about to break into the greatest humiliation of the soul.

"Hahaha, you should think about yourself first, but I will make you very happy and comfortable!"

"I have never played with a woman like you. It should be very exciting..." The middle-aged man smiled crazily, and his big hand shook the thin thread on Yang Xiyao's lace bra again symbolically. At this moment,

I heard the door of the private room being slammed open, and a figure flashed in.

"Who is it! Get out of here!" The middle-aged man shouted unhappily. In the Supreme Club, he was like an emperor. Who could disturb his good deeds so blindly?

"I am your uncle!" The middle-aged man only heard these words, and then, a fist suddenly appeared in front of him, and it seemed to be enlarging. Bang! Feng Ling's fist hit the middle-aged man's head unceremoniously.

His head felt like a hundred-pound hammer. The middle-aged man immediately rolled his eyes, flew up, and fainted.