How bad guys are made

Chapter 663 Pink Memories
"Hurry up, let's jump together for fun." Zhang Hanhan grabbed Wendong's hand and burrowed inside.

At this time, Zhang Hanhan was completely different from the noble and glamorous one in the daytime, as if he was a child back in his childhood, and he was lovable.

Wen Dong let her drag Xiao Pao into the entrance passage of the disco, always looking at the big beautiful woman jumping in front of him, feeling like dreaming in his heart, usually noble and elegant but incomparably glamorous, and in the company he is even more like a high-ranking queen If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that Zhang Hanhan would have such a side when he was drunk, like a goddess he could only look up to when he was sober, and like a mischievous child when he was drunk?
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"Pink memories?"

Looking at the sign at the entrance of the disco, Wen Dong pouted, Fan Youcheng really has a way, the name is quite wet?

As a gangster who ran the streets from a young age, Wendong is very familiar with this kind of place, and it's not just a disco.

He was dragged by Zhang Hanhan into the door and found that the first floor was indeed a bar, but after entering, there was just an icon, which pointed to an underground passage next to it, and there was faintly violent dynamic music coming from the passage, and there were unknown men and women in it screams...

As expected, a middle-aged man in a decent suit was standing at the entrance of the passage, looking at him with a smile, as if he was still a little excited, whether it was Fan Youcheng or someone else.

However, seeing that the shirt buttons inside him are not fastened, it is obvious that after receiving his call, he specially changed his clothes to meet him. Things simply cannot be explained.

"Wen..." Fan Youcheng grinned and was about to go up to greet him, but was stopped by Wen Dong's eyes. Fan Youcheng looked at the temperamental woman beside him, and immediately came back to his senses.

After the two left, Fan Youcheng couldn't help swallowing his saliva. While excited, he was extremely envious. Naturally, he was envious of the temperamental beauty next to Mr. Wen. As the boss in charge of this street, Fan Youcheng was naturally a reading girl. There are countless of them, many of them are top-notch, but there is really no one like the one next to Mr. Wen. Even if the appearance is comparable, the temperament is not at the same level. Although this beauty looks naive because she is drunk, Fan Youcheng looks There are still human abilities, and this woman is by no means simple.

Fan Youxin couldn't help sighing in his heart, Mr. Wen is Mr. Wen.

The passage was a bit dark, and it was full of novelty for Zhang Hanhan who came to this kind of place for the first time. He held Wendong's hand and looked left and right like a curious baby, feeling extremely excited.

The two trotted into the underground passage almost all the way, and when they turned a corner, they felt the sound of the explosive music inside getting more and more shocking, as if shaking people's souls, making the heart rush uncontrollably along with the music.

Walking into the underground disco, Zhang Hanhan looked at all the crazy things in front of him with joy, and suddenly remembered something, turned around and stared at Wen Dong questioningly: "How did that person know you just now?"

"Ah? Why do you know me?" Wen Dong was taken aback by the question. He obviously didn't expect such a question to pop up in the woman's head. He immediately understood that the person she was talking about was Fan Youcheng, and the woman's reflexes were too long. Let's make a point, but no matter what, Wendong decided to pretend to be stupid.

"Still pretending? Tell me, why did he know you?" Zhang Hanhan continued to ask, pouted with a naive look, and the cold questioning had no lethality.

"Huh? What are you talking about? I can't hear you."

Wen Dong pretended to be stupid to the end, but shamelessly pretended to be deaf, and said loudly to Zhang Hanhan with his hands next to his ears.

Zhang Hanhan puffed his mouth angrily, pulled Wendong over, put his little hand on his ear and said loudly: "I said why does he know you?"

"Huh? What did you say..."

Seeing that Wen Dong was pretending to be handsome, but pretending to be stupid, Zhang Hanhan was almost driven mad, but he still had nothing to do with him, so he suddenly smiled and shouted: "Husband."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Wen Dong was taken aback and asked strangely.

"Ouch..." As soon as Wen Dong agreed, he felt a pain in the sole of his foot, and he almost jumped up due to the pain.

"It must be an old regular customer. I'm familiar with it when I come here every day." Zhang Hanhan felt that the bastard was deliberately annoying her, muttered in his mouth, angrily shook off Wen Dong's hand, turned and walked inside.

"Uh..." Wen Dong stared at her dumbfounded, always feeling that something was wrong, and suddenly understood.

After figuring it out, Wendong wanted to cry but had no tears. He seriously doubted whether Zhang Hanhan was really drunk, and even more seriously doubted whether he was mentally disabled.

What the hell, just now Zhang Hanhan asked several questions and pretended not to hear, but she suddenly heard her calling her husband, she didn't trample herself to death...

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The violent and dynamic music is deafening, and there is madness under the dimly flickering neon lights. I can only see countless figures twisting their bodies crazily along with the music on the central dance floor, venting every bit of remaining energy in their bodies to their heart's content. If the wind and demons dance wildly.

"Husband, husband, here..." Zhang Hanhan came here for the first time, and stood there stupidly, not knowing what to do, with a dazed, silly and cute face, and quickly turned around to call Wendong, obviously forgetting what happened just now.

"Husband, tell me, how do you play? Do you still need to buy tickets?" Seeing Wendong approaching, Zhang Hanhan held Wendong's hand affectionately again, pointing at the center stage with one hand, his small face was excited, because he was envious and wanted to try , but was afraid of being kicked out without a ticket, so she jumped anxiously. Wen Dong, who looked so cute, almost couldn't hold back and pulled her over to comfort her fiercely.

"You don't need to buy a ticket, just go up and play." Wen Dong explained with a wry smile.

"Huh?" After finishing speaking, Wen Dong found that there was no sound next to him. He turned his head strangely and was speechless for a while. At this time, Zhang Hanhan was looking excitedly at a bar not far away, and there was someone over there. Drinking, what she saw was a cocktail in the hands of a girl with heavy makeup.

"Is that a cocktail?" Zhang Hanhan stared intently at the colorful wine made of different materials in the girl's hand, and swallowed while talking.

Watching Zhang Hanhan's action, Wendong was stunned. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if the employees of Lanyun knew that their high goddess was swallowed like this by a cocktail...

"Are you still drinking?" Wen Dong asked helplessly.

"Enen, I haven't drank it, let's buy a drink and try it?" Zhang Hanhan nodded his head quickly, looking at his cocktail with longing eyes.

Wen Dong: "..."

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Zhang Hanhan got his wish and got a glass of colorful cocktails. He sat on the high stool and held it in his palm like a baby, squinting his eyes and sipping. Wen Dong was bored, so he also ordered a glass to accompany her.

"Is it good?" Wen Dong asked with a smile.

"Hmm... nothing special, it tastes like beer." Zhang Hanhan looked at the cocktail in his hand and frowned slightly, but he still held it, perhaps because of a special reason, women like colorful sparkling cocktails stuff.

"Uh……"

Wen Dong was stunned when he heard it, and the cocktail tasted like beer. Zhang Hanhan was the only one here. If the bartender heard it, would he commit suicide in shame?

However, Wendong also knows the reason. The alcohol content of beer is low, but it is more intoxicating if you drink too much. Before Zhang Hanhan drank so much beer, even after more than half an hour, he did not sober up. In a drowsy state, with numb tongue, it is estimated that if she drinks a glass of boiled water now, she can also taste the taste of beer.

A glass of cocktail quickly entered her stomach, and Wendong looked at his wife beside him with a funny face, because Zhang Hanhan was looking at the center of the dance floor with his head tilted and fascinated.

As if aware of Wen Dong's gaze, Zhang Hanhan turned to look at him, his misty eyes full of hope.

Now her mood should be like the first person to eat crabs. She wanted to try but didn't dare, and she was unwilling to leave like this, so she asked Wendong for help and asked her to take herself in.

Wen Dong seemed to be losing her appetite, he didn't speak, just looked at her, his small face was unusually red and beautiful in the flickering neon lights, whether it was due to the effect of alcohol or the environment, Sexy and sultry...

"It seems that if you are not allowed to jump once, you may not be able to sleep tonight, and what's more serious is that I have to sleep in the study." Wen Dong said helplessly.

"You're smart!" Zhang Hanhan knew that Wendong agreed as soon as he heard it, and he was excited, but he added it coldly, with infinite charm.

"By the way, how much are two cocktails?" Zhang Hanhan was about to jump off the high stool when he suddenly turned to look at a girl in business attire inside the bar and asked.

The girl looked at Zhang Hanhan, showing a professional smile, but she didn't dare to laugh, and said with a smile: "Miss, everything you and Mr. Wen spend tonight is free."

"Huh?" Zhang Hanhan was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look at Wendong suddenly, his eyes were cold and questioning.

Wen Dong quickly lowered his head, looking at the goblet in his hand, he seemed to be wondering what material the goblet was made of, and why it was so beautiful?

"Go dance!" Zhang Hanhan jumped off the high stool, holding Wendong angrily.

Wen Dong was dragged staggeringly, almost grabbing shit, the girl behind the bar covered her mouth and chuckled.

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Zhang Hanhan's outfit is really different in this kind of place, because she still wears the company's clothes, the uniform skirt and black silk, although the strictness is not as wild as the disco style, but the beauty of the city is still unmatched by anyone. In particular, Wendong also faintly noticed that many male compatriots around her glanced at her from time to time, but because he was here, it meant that she had a male companion, so no one came to strike up a conversation.

Although there are a lot of people here, because it is Fan Youcheng's place, they really dare not make trouble for nothing, otherwise they will be beaten easily if they are dragged out, so few people dare to take the initiative to make trouble, which saves a lot of trouble .

And Zhang Hanhan's suit doesn't seem to have any effect on Bundi.

The clothes are rigorous and meticulous, but the face is like a peach blossom, red and bright, shy and affectionate?On the contrary, more alternative and a little exciting?

(End of this chapter)