[69 Book Bar - www.] After hearing Fatty Zhao’s words, Zhang Qianrou immediately knew that he had some thoughts. If she just added more fire, then maybe this matter would be done.

Zhang Qianrou said in a gentle voice: "How could it be possible? He already has his own industry. Besides, he doesn't care about the position of the King of Hell at all. Even if you replace him, so what? At worst, treat him better in the future."

As she spoke, Zhang Qianrou opened her tender lotus-like arms and hugged Fatty Zhao from behind. Her soft jade peaks pressed tightly against Fatty Zhao's back.

A pair of red lips came close to Fatty Zhao's ears, and said with a somewhat aggrieved tone: "Dr. Bing, you can't stay like this all your life, right? There is too much pressure in society now, so a club like this can still survive in the past few years.

But over time, with the rise of various emerging industries, our business will definitely decline."

The aroma of orchid and musk spread from the back of his neck to the tip of his nose, and Fatty Zhao suddenly felt hot in his heart. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground, turned around suddenly, and pressed Zhang Qianrou's delicate body under him.

.

She straightened her lower body and immediately entered Zhang Qianrou's body.

Zhang Qianrou groaned and asked breathlessly: "Dr. Bing, you...ah! Be gentle! How are you thinking about it?"

"Huhu..." Fatty Zhao said absently while enjoying Zhang Qianrou's delicate body: "Okay, I promise you, I promise you everything!"

Zhang Qianrou's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this. She suddenly hugged Fatty Zhao with both hands and brought her delicate red lips to his mouth.

...

After the passion, Fatty Zhao fell into a deep sleep. Zhang Qianrou quietly left the room after checking whether Fatty Zhao was really asleep.

It's already night now, and the Macho Man Fitness Club is quiet.

Zhang Qianrou came to a private room with very little sound insulation, picked up the phone and made a call.

"Hey, sir, everything is going according to your plan. I have asked Zhao Dabing to agree to my request." Zhang Qianrou had a cold look on her face, completely different from the shy one just now.

"Okay, I understand! I will urge Zhao Dabing to take action as soon as possible. Yes, I understand!"

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what he said. A trace of fear flashed across Zhang Qianrou's face, and she hurriedly agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Qianrou left the private room, stood on the edge of the club equipment, and looked at the traffic outside the window. A trace of confusion flashed across her face.

In the Tea Rhyme Club, a party had quietly dispersed.

Accompanied by Yaxin, Lin Feng returned to the room.

After sending Lin Feng back to the room, Yaxin, accompanied by Uncle Kun, returned to the Golden Princess Bar first. Since she planned to stay at the Cha Yun Club for a long time, some things had to be dealt with clearly.

Lying alone on the carved wooden bed, Lin Feng rested his hands on his pillow and looked at the ceiling, his mind lost in thought.

He recalled that when he was in the orphanage, he, Fatty Zhao, and Zhou Qiang lived a mischievous and mischievous life together. At that time, it was not as troublesome as it is now.

The old ghost's words seemed to still linger in Lin Feng's ears.

People always change.

This sentence was like a magic spell, making Lin Feng's heart restless for a moment.

After a night of silence, the next morning, Fatty Zhao woke up and suddenly felt something pressing on his arm. After taking a confused look, the confused feeling he had just woke up disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Qianrou was pressing his arm and fell into a deep sleep, with a look of laziness after the clouds and rain on her face.

Fatty Zhao lowered his head and glanced at the bed. The dazzling red in the center of the bed seemed to prove to Fatty Zhao that Zhang Qianrou's innocent body had been handed over to him.

Fatty Zhao showed a gentle smile with the corners of his mouth turned up. Then his smile suddenly stopped, and a complicated look flashed across his face.

Quietly, he took his arms out from under Zhang Qianrou's body. Fatty Zhao put on a coat and left the room.

As soon as he carefully closed the door, Zhang Qianrou, who was sleeping, opened her eyes, with a smile of successful conspiracy flashing in her eyes.

Sitting on a weight bench, Fatty Zhao lit a cigarette distractedly and smoked it slowly.

What Zhang Qianrou said to him yesterday shocked him greatly. Although Fatty Zhao didn't want to do this, Zhang Qianrou was right. He must always plan for the future. Since you don't give it to me, I will take it myself.

But when he thought about his relationship with Lin Feng for so many years, Fatty Zhao felt guilty again. This conflicting feeling tortured his heart.

Just when Fatty Zhao was hesitating, Zhang Qianrou walked out barefoot wearing a long suspender dress with nothing on.

Through the translucent long skirt, you can vaguely see the alluring scenery inside the long skirt. It is round and neat, like the peaks of bamboo shoots, with a soft and boneless waist that is full and seems to be ripe.

peach buttocks.

Below are a pair of slender legs, with snow-white skin showing a hint of pink, and a pretty face showing the caress of laziness after having experienced the wind and rain for the first time.

After arriving behind Fatty Zhao, Zhang Qianrou's heart moved, she made an aggrieved look, and said in a weak voice: "Soldier, do you regret it?"

When Fatty Zhao heard this, his hand suddenly shook, and a long piece of cigarette ash fell from the cigarette butt, fluttering onto the carpet on the ground.

"Qianrou, why did you come out? You don't feel well. It's better to go back and rest!" Fatty Zhao said to Zhang Qianju thoughtfully.

Zhang Qianrou's face turned red, she gave Fatty Zhao an angry look and said, "Huh, it's not all your fault! You were like a wild bull last night..." Zhang Qianrou lowered her head shyly, unable to continue.

Her shy and timid demeanor made Fatty Zhao couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart. He hugged her waist, kissed her tenderly on her red lips, and said, "Yes, yes! It's my fault, I

I’ll send you back to rest.”

Zhang Qianrou struggled for a moment and said, "Drigin, I'm serious. We can't just rely on this small club. Even if you don't plan for yourself, what about our future children?"

Child?! Fatty Zhao felt as if he was struck by lightning. A flash of shock flashed across his face, and then he returned to normal in an instant. He still held Zhang Qianrou in his arms and said: "Qianrou, you don't need to say anything, I understand everything. I will

Start as soon as possible."

Zhang Qianrou knew that Fatty Zhao agreed last night because he was in a man's instinct at that time, which was basically subconscious. That's why he hesitated again now, but the fact that Fatty Zhao agreed showed that he had completely accepted it.

Made up my mind.

"Then... Soldier, when do you plan to take action?" Zhang Qianrou asked pretending to be worried.

"Don't worry, I won't be in any danger. You also know that he has handed over everything in his power to me. Although he is the nominal King of Hell, the real person in power is me.

"Fatty Zhao looked like he was sure of victory.

"Over this period of time, I have figured out everything. Once he takes action, he will no longer have room to fight back."

Hearing Fatty Zhao's words, Zhang Qianrou breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she said with some dissatisfaction: "You haven't answered me yet. When will you do it? I'm a little worried about you!"

At first, Fatty Zhao was a little dissatisfied when he heard Zhang Qianrou constantly asking about the time for him to do it, but when he heard Zhang Qianrou's last words, his heart was filled with tenderness.

"Okay, don't worry. I will tell you before I take action. Is that okay?" Fatty Zhao said to Zhang Qianrou as if comforting a child.

"Yeah!" Zhang Qianrou nodded and let Fatty Zhao send her back to the room.

bj In the house where the Long family branched off.

In the Buddhist niche, the statue of the evil Buddha is still full of an evil beauty. The faint blue smoke rising from the sandalwood disperses in the room, giving the whole room an evil atmosphere.

Long Zhenyuan, the eldest son of the branch family, was wearing silk training clothes, holding rosary beads in his hand and chanting Sanskrit scriptures continuously.

"Brother, can you knock down this brat like Lin Feng in one fell swoop this time?" The man in a suit asked Long Zhenyuan standing behind him.

Long Zhen's original head didn't know how. His eyes seemed to be open, he stopped reading the scriptures in his mouth and said: "Don't worry, as long as the matter of the loss of the data can be put on his head this time, then he will

It’s beyond redemption!”

After a pause, Long Zhenyuan chuckled and said: "I really didn't expect that the information brought back by this little brat Lin Feng was actually copied. Haha, this is simply God helping me! Don't act rashly. Everything

Follow my plan. Do you understand?"

Saying that, Long Zhenyuan turned his head.

The man in the suit nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, brother, I understand!"

"Yeah!" Long Zhenyuan nodded and said, "How is Xiaokang doing now?"

"He just came back from South Korea!" said the man in a suit.

"Let him come to see me once. By the way, don't forget to ask Xiaokang to change his name. You know, Long Kang is dead now!" Long Zhenyuan said.

"I know, I'll let him come over now!" With that said, the man in suit strode out of the Buddhist hall.

About a quarter of an hour later, he walked in with a handsome young man with dyed dark brown hair and a pointed chin who looked a little girly.

Long Zhenyuan raised his head and glanced at Long Kang, then laughed and said: "That's right, I didn't expect that Korea's current plastic surgery technology is so powerful."

This young man is clearly the original Long Kang.

"Xiao Kang, what you did last time was a bit too much. We don't have the ability to keep you, so we let you have plastic surgery. You will need to change your identity in the future," Long Zhenyuan said.

"Uncle, I understand!" A trace of unwillingness flashed in Long Kang's eyes.

Indeed, if his identity does not change, as long as the Long family is divided and replaces the main family, then he will have a chance to aspire to the highest position in the Long family.

But now...even his identity has been changed, and his name has also been changed. Long Kang has completely lost this opportunity.

"You don't have to be unwilling. As long as Lin Feng is destroyed in one fell swoop this time, you will have the opportunity to change your identity again." Long Zhenyuan smiled and promised a blank check.

Long Kang's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly: "Uncle, is what you said true?"

"Of course." Long Zhenyuan said decisively. Then, he said: "Okay, Xiaokang, you go back first and stay calm during this time."

After Long Kang left, Long Zhenyuan said to the man in a suit: "HZ's underground forces have been almost cleared out, right?"

"Yes, brother. We have already taken action. I believe that within the next few days, Lin Feng's identity as the King of Hell will be useless!" said the man in a suit.

"That's good." Long Zhenyuan smiled and said: "Don't make any more moves. This time our plan is a bit dangerous. If we are not careful, it may cause the country's anger. Now that the situation has been laid out, then
Chapter completed!