The Monster I Was Redeemed

On the messenger side, the hot girl didn't actually drag him into the bathroom.

The two stood at the entrance of the safe passage stairs, leaning against the wall side by side.

The hot girl threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground and crushed it with her toes: "If you ask someone else, others may not have seen it.

After all, you also know that most women in nightclubs focus on handsome guys and rich men, while men focus on their chests and butts. "

So are you bragging about being different?

The messenger didn't say a word. He was not a person who likes to gossip. Only when he was physically persuading people in the black zone would he say a few more words.

The hot girl quietly approached the messenger, shoulder to shoulder with him.

"I'm not boasting. Everyone comes to nightclubs for excitement. They will definitely choose handsome guys, beauties and rich people. The reason why I remember this person is because he left a bad impression on me."

"You are a real person."

The messenger clasped his hands: "But can you talk about the main point first, I'm very busy."

"Look at you being in a hurry."

The hot girl rolled her eyes at him and pressed her thighs against the messenger, rubbing gently: "I obviously refused my invitation tonight, so how confident is it when you want information?"

The messenger leaned slightly: "I can also find a bartender, but it's just too troublesome."

After dawdling for a while, she found that the messenger was still expressionless and completely unmoved.

The teasing is teasing, seeing his attitude, the hot girl also knows that it is time to stop.

If the family runs away, I don't know when I will be able to meet such a handsome man again.

The hot girl packs up her emotions, loosens her thighs and returns to the topic.

"Although everyone comes to a nightclub for fun, it's not fun to be drugged in a confused way, so I often pay attention to the drug dealers in the bar."

The Spice Girl didn't look very good when she mentioned the drug dealer: "The man with the butterfly tattoo on his arm came to this bar last Friday, when he was looking for the drug dealer to buy something, so I paid special attention to it."

In more open places like bars and nightclubs, always be wary of people wearing sportswear and sneakers, whether male or female.

Because there is a high probability that they are small retail vendors who sell powerful sleeping drugs such as triazolam, and some even sell gamma hydroxybutyric acid.

The selling price of these things in the bar is higher than that sold outside, but the advantage is that it is close to the customer market, that is, it is ready to use, and the demand is not small.

If you don't want to be fooled by people, and see customers and people wearing sportswear going to the bathroom mysteriously, you must be on your guard.

The above men and women should pay attention. With the development of the times, there are more and more G guys in the bar.

The hot girl said in an uncertain tone: "This is not the first time that person came here to buy medicine, at least three or four times, let me think about it... The earliest one was probably more than two months ago?"

The hot girl doesn't come to the bar every day to dance, so she is not sure if the tattooed man has been to the bar earlier.

The courier asked, "Are there any pictures of the drug dealers?"

"Whoever has nothing to do would shoot that kind of person."

The hot girl, like Wahaha who drank a bottle of soy sauce, had a very disgusting expression: "He is very recognizable, with a pair of ears, a bald piece of skin on the back of his head, and a missing front tooth in his mouth."

After talking about the physical characteristics of the drug dealer, the hot girl got rid of the drug dealer's stinky face,

He kept staring at the messenger, wanting him to praise himself.

But he was busy recalling whether he had seen such a person in the bar just now, and the hot girl's winks were all thrown into the air.

Seeing that the messenger kept his head down in contemplation, the hot girl kicked his calf angrily.

"Hey, I'm too taboo to tell you so many things, don't you have anything to say?"

"Well, thank you, I have something else to do next, so I won't disturb you and talk back."

As soon as he got the information he wanted, the messenger turned around and said goodbye, more heartless than the scumbag who raised his pants in the morning.

The hot girl shouted from behind him: "Fuck, you just left? Are you still a man? Shouldn't you be a G guy! Hey!"

The hot girl watched helplessly as the messenger left, walking neatly and without any hesitation.

"Forget it, anyway, I left the contact information. It's a pity that such a handsome guy will give up if he doesn't come."

The babes soothe themselves and go back to their little group.

As soon as she came back, a little sister said to her: "Yo, why are you back? I think you guys are chatting very happily, you also smoked and ran to the bathroom."

Another little sister also laughed and said, "Are you too anxious to scare people away?"

"Don't mention it, that guy is either cold or a G guy, and he doesn't have any reaction at all."

The hot girl went to the bar to order a new beer, and pushed the half of the glass that she had not finished drinking directly to the side: "I guess he may be a bounty hunter or a reporter or something."

"No way? Then what did he ask you about?"

When the little sisters heard this, they were instantly aroused by gossip, and they came over one by one.

"Just ask if there is a lot of traffic here, I casually said a few words and he left."

Spice is not a fool, she knows what to say and what not to say.

In case the drug dealer had an accident and heard that he had leaked the news, it would be a hassle to bring someone to the door.

"Good guy, you know he might be a bounty hunter and dare to have an affair with him? Aren't you afraid that your brother will take care of you?"

Spice Girl Ton Ton took a gulp of beer, wiped her mouth and said, "Since you are looking for excitement, then follow through to the end, and besides, this is just my guess, he is not necessarily a bounty hunter, and my brother is even more skilled. Trouble me for this trivial matter."

"It's true, it's more exciting for this kind of sportsman to have a special identity."

The little sisters nodded in agreement with this statement.

"Do you want a phone number? Share it with us."

After some simple teasing, the person who started the conversation, Tu Qiong Dagger, raised the question they were most concerned about with bad intentions.

With the first person to eat crabs, the remaining two followed suit.

"Since you didn't succeed, why don't we try it, and we can take you back when we succeed."

"That's right, don't eat alone, you can't do it alone, maybe the two of us will agree to it?"

Looking at this group of plastic sisters who want to prostitute the fruits of their labor for free, the hot girls are not angry: "Bum, each one knows to sit back and enjoy the success, and have the ability to ask for it by themselves!"

The hot girl's tone is very firm, no matter how many people please it is useless.

"Cut, if you don't give it, you won't give it."

"Where are people going?"

"I think he also brought a chick with him. Maybe it's G."

Seeing that there was no hope for prostitution, everyone ate lemons one after another and offered sincere "blessings" to each of them, and the angry hot girl tickled her teeth.

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Outside the bar, the messenger escorted the flushed Jin Ping'an back to the car.

Jin Ping'an asked suspiciously, "Aren't we looking for Zhang Yan? Why did you go back to the car?"