Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

"Are you showing off to me now?" Gao Yue was angry.

"No," Bai Nuannuan said for a moment, "I just want you to understand clearly that if you envy me, it is better to chase me."

Gao Yue's lips moved, and it took a long time before she uttered a sentence in frustration: "You are so shameless!"

Bai Nuannuan shrugged indifferently.

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What you can see at a glance is an extremely luxurious hall, with the restored lighting emitting a cold light, and the four high walls casting dark shadows on the soft carpet.

Walking through the spacious but deserted long corridor, the eyes of celebrities in the paintings on both sides seem to be able to capture people's hearts.

Across the door, there was a faint sound of noisy and lively shouts.

The sound of high heels gradually became clearer and clearer, and Du Ruo, who was looking gloomy, was filled with anger in his heart.

Gao Maidong's words kept echoing in my mind: "Senior Sister Du, why did Wang Lidong show up at your club on the night of the 19th?"

The accompanying man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and spoke very quickly: "Don't worry, Mr. Du, our people have already gone to find Wang Lidong. As long as he dies..."

Suddenly, Du Ruo came to his senses and slapped the man in the face hard.

The bodyguards following behind him immediately stepped forward to restrain the man.

The heel of the high-heeled shoe stepped firmly on the back of the man's hand, and the red color on the sole was particularly eye-catching.

Du Ruo sneered: "Then why didn't you deal with Wang Lidong earlier? You have been with me for so many years, why are you so dishonest?"

The man was in so much pain that he was begging for mercy: "Mr. Du, Mr. Du, I really know I was wrong! Give me another chance. This time, this time I will definitely get Gao Maidong kicked out of the police station!"

Du Ruo raised his eyes, his eyes were like a knife scraping across the man's sweaty face, he chuckled and stood up slowly.

A beautiful face, a scorpion-like mind.

She brushed a strand of wavy hair. Although she was smiling, there was no trace of smile in her eyes: "Throw the man down to feed the fish."

"Mr. Du! Mr. Du, I beg you, just give me another chance, Mr. Du!"

The man in a state of utter disarray clenched his fingers tightly into the ground, his survival instinct driving him to struggle desperately.

A bodyguard in black stepped forward and cut off the man's fingers with a knife.

The scene was once bloody.

Du Ruo shouted impatiently: "Move faster!"

But suddenly, the music outside stopped.

The bodyguards opened the door for Du Ruo, leaving it ajar.

Under the dim and colorful lights, the woman wearing a sea-blue uniform looked timid, looking at the young man approaching her step by step with great uneasiness.

A dozen thick bills hit the woman in the face. The rich man stepped forward with a grin and grabbed the woman's hair with a look of disdain and words of humiliation.

"Don't you just want money? See if this is enough?"

The woman had tears in her eyes, but she kept struggling: "Let me go! I'm just a dancer, you are humiliating me!"

There was suddenly a lot of laughter all around, as if they were laughing at the innocence revealed in the woman's words.

Someone in the crowd booed: "Young Master Zhang, you can't do this. Are you just a pole dancer? You can't even control it? Hahaha."

The young master's face naturally turned ugly as he was disgraced.

The hand that was originally holding the woman's hair instead grabbed her chin, pulled it hard, and kissed her.