Super son-in-law of a beautiful president

Shao Jinyuan was rushing to 311 to toast according to Lu Ping's instructions.

A male waiter trotted over like a flying fairy, panting.

"Brother Shao, we've come... come... a big man has come to our clubhouse!" The male waiter said with a look of shock.

Shao Jinyuan frowned and said, "There are a lot of respectable people here, is it worth the fuss?"

The male waiter said: "Yes...it's someone from Qingfengtang! I...I recognized it at a glance, and I brought a lot of people here. It's the mahjong brother of Qingfengtang!"

"Brother Mahjong?" Shao Jinyuan said thoughtfully, "This name sounds familiar."

The male waiter emphasized: "It's definitely not an ordinary person. He hangs out with Mr. Fu, and his work is dark and hot. As long as you have heard of him, there is no one who is not afraid of him."

"Ah? Why is he so big?" Shao Jinyuan asked back: "There is such a casino under Qingfeng Hall, so why is he here in Brilliant Time?"

The male waiter said: "Could it be to spoil the situation?"

"We have no grievances or enmities with Qingfengtang, probably not." After thinking for a moment, Shao Jinyuan said, "Let's see the situation first, and be careful, and don't let the other party find fault."

The male waiter said: "Does Qingfengtang feel that our place has just changed hands, and they...they want to take advantage of it?"

"What are you thinking about!" Shao Jinyuan glared at him: "Temporarily block the news, Qingfengtang is such a big force, it doesn't even bother to use this method to pry the field."

The waiter asked, "Brother Shao, do you want to go over and toast?"

Shao Jinyuan said: "One thing more is worse than one thing less. Let's observe the situation first."

At this time, the poisonous snake Nie Zhiqiang came out of the office, and asked the waiter eagerly, "You see clearly, is it Mahjong himself?"

The male waiter nodded: "It's definitely him!"

"I knew that working in a casino is a f*cking worry, money is not that easy to earn!" There was a trace of fear on the poisonous snake's face: "Mahjong is one of the top ten diamonds in Qingfengtang. A few years ago, he monopolized One-third of the underground transactions in Yongzhou, it seems... People call it the 'Poison King'. Nima, more domineering than my nickname, and later because of his love of gambling and playing mahjong, he paid homage to his family, and was taken in by the third master of Qingfengtang , and quickly became a famous thug in his hands. Zui Laoqi was awesome in the road at the time, right? But in the end, he was driven out of Yongzhou by the mahjong leader who hacked and stabbed him?"

The male waiter was even more shocked: "I only know that mahjong is good, but I didn't expect him to be so good? Zui Laoqi was indeed a man of the hour, and he was our brother Yu Boss!"

"Yeah, when that incident happened back then, even Boss Yu didn't dare to intervene, why?" The poisonous snake said, "Not only because of the reputation of Qingfengtang, but also because the mahjong man is too poisonous. Who is this guy? Don't buy it, whoever blocks whoever is killed."

Shao Jinyuan's face darkened, and he said, "That's all, all right, don't scare me here, what should I do! Brother Nie, come to my office in an hour."

The poisonous snake nodded: "OK!"

Shao Jinyuan called a waiter and went to room 311.

"Brother Zheng Sanhu, isn't it? I'm Shao Jinyuan, the general manager of this club, and I'm here to toast you! Open up and play, I'll be responsible for tonight's consumption. Here are two bottles of imported foreign wine to help you enjoy..."

"Huh? There is such a good thing!"

"Come on, cheers!"

"Go!"

For a while, private room 311 was very lively.

After enjoying the massage function of the executive chair for a while in the general manager's office, Lu Ping walked out.

There are more guests at this point.

In each room, there were bursts of ghosts crying and wolves singing.

Drunken light fans, men's paradise.

The aisle was full of fragrance, and the girls in the clubhouse twisted their bodies alluringly and passed by.

When Lu Ping was about to go upstairs at the stairway, out of the corner of his eye, he found someone standing there furtively looking around, and after seeing him, he suddenly left quickly.

Something is wrong, there is a situation!
Lu Ping followed quickly, and patted the man on the shoulder from behind.

The other party glanced back at Lu Ping and asked, "What are you doing, buddy, what's the matter?"

Lu Ping frowned: "Tell me, what do you do?"

"Nonsense!" the man said, "What else can you do here, sing!"

Lu Ping said: "I don't think so!"

The man sneered: "Are you looking for a thorn?"

Lu Ping reached out and pulled out the machete stuck in his waist, and asked, "Do you still need to bring a knife when you come out to sing?"

Seeing that the matter was exposed, the man wanted to call someone.

How could Lu Ping give him a chance, so he covered his mouth and dragged him away decisively.

In the safe passage.

Lu Ping let go, and quickly stuck the knife around the man's neck: "What's your name?"

The man was frightened and quickly replied, "My name is Chunzai."

Lu Ping asked again: "What are you doing?"

Chunzai faltered and said: "Sing, sing, sing...sing, and at the same time supervise...supervise...supervise you...my duty is to follow and supervise you."

Lu Pingdao: "What do you supervise me for? Who told you to come?"

It's hard for anyone to keep their mouths tight with a knife on their neck, Chunzai said decisively, "Yes...it's mahjong!"

Lu Pingdao: "Mahjong? Mahjong from Qingfengtang? I... Do I have any grudge against him?"

Chunzai said: "I don't know the details. Mahjong said he was doing things for others. This time... this time it should be his private order, and it has nothing to do with Qingfengtang."

Lu Ping suddenly realized: "I seem to understand a little bit, this matter should have something to do with Lan Bingbing, right?"

Chunzai said: "The details... I don't know the details, that's all I know. The main reason is that I don't dare to ask more questions."

Lu Ping asked again: "How many of you are here?"

Chun Zai made a little calculation: "About...about ten people, plus eleven mahjong."

"Which room are you in?"

"202!"

After Lu Ping finished asking, he slapped Chunzai on the head: "Go to sleep first!"

Qingfengtang Lu Ping naturally knew it well, but the mahjong man Lu Ping only had a half-knowledge, but today he heard that Turkey mentioned that this mahjong was a member of Qingfengtang Fu Sanye's subordinates.

Lan Bingbing defected to Fu Sanye and became his concubine.

And according to what Chunzai meant, this mahjong operation was a private affair, not organized by Qingfengtang.

This might mean that Lan Bingbing was once again making trouble?
After all, this woman still didn't want to stop.

202 private rooms.

"Is that kid Chunzai reliable? Don't f*cking let me stare at him!"

Mahjong lay reclined on the sofa, lifted his stomach and stroked it with his hands, and asked the standing people.

A subordinate replied: "Brother Mahjong, don't worry, Chunzai is a master at stalking, even the third master has praised him. This guy went to the police academy before, and almost became a policeman."

Mahjong sneered and said, "If he can be a policeman, I would have been the head of the department long ago!"

The subordinate said: "That is, that is. Our mahjong brother's strength, even if it is nothing too much! He can do well!"

"You were the one who flattered me!" Mahjong stretched out his legs, glanced at the people in front of him, and said, "You, and you, come here and give me a pinch!"

So two subordinates came over and squatted there to rub Mahjong's feet.

Really smelly?
The two of them resisted the chemical stimulation, and it was hard to tell.

At this time, the door was pushed open.

Come in alone.

Who?
Lu Ping.

"Chunzai is back? Did that guy show his face?" The two who kicked the mahjong away and pinched their feet suddenly regained their energy.

One of his subordinates looked over and said, "It doesn't seem to be Chunzai."

"Pull it over here and pull it over here, let me see which one who doesn't have long eyes has gone to the wrong room!" Mahjong continued to lie down, and handed his two big feet to the two subordinates again.

A hunk of men wobbled past him.

But suddenly someone exclaimed: "Brother Mahjong, it's him...he's the one we want to fuck!"

"Ah? Is that so?" Mahjong shuddered in surprise, kicked the two of them away, and sat up like a corpse.

Lu Ping closed the door.

And, anti-lock.

The tough man who came up stared at Lu Ping and punched Lu Ping.

Lu Ping didn't even look at him, and pushed him with his hand.

bang.

The man hit his head against the wall, his body collapsed on the ground, and passed out.

"Yo yo yo..." Mahjong smiled hysterically, and said, "There are two tricks, there are two tricks, come here, come here and let Brother Mahjong take a look."

Lu Ping asked him, "Are you Mahjong?"

"That's right, I'm Mahjong! Come here, come here, I'm looking for something to do with you." Mahjong cheered and clapped his hands, his expression extremely creepy.

Lu Ping walked over with a smile: "I'm here to play mahjong."

"Yes, here! I'm waiting for you to rub it!" Mahjong pointed to a pile of mahjong tiles on the table, feeling that the other party's mind seemed abnormal, and he still dared to talk and laugh with himself in this situation, and asked himself to play mahjong ?
But this seems to be more interesting.

"Are you in a good pose, all?" Lu Ping stood forward again, looking at the mahjong in front of him with a calm face.Indeed, this guy looks like he deserves a beating.

"It's necessary, there are plenty of people, how many people did they beat?" Mahjong said while snickering in the dark, isn't he a little too cruel, and he's ready to destroy others, and he's still here to tease them ?

But this feeling is really exciting.

It's going too well tonight, right?That guy Chunzai didn't keep a close eye on him, he didn't expect him to come to his door by himself?

How do you write a poem?I looked for him thousands of times in the crowd, but the man was in a dimly lit place.

No, no, not very close.

It should be called: There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it?
It seems to be a bit exaggerated.

Lu Ping touched a bottle of beer from the table and looked down for a few times.

"Drink, drink, you won't feel much pain after drinking some wine." Mahjong laughed even harder, and reached out to touch the knife hidden behind the sofa. He was going to chop off some parts from the other person, or as a souvenir , or cross.

The subordinates in the front row also touched their right hands to their waists one after another, holding machetes behind their backs, and were on standby at any time.

Boom!
There was a sharp sound.

A bottle of beer bloomed on Mahjong's head.