Breaking Through the Clouds

Everything that followed was very chaotic. The fat man yelled "Oh my God, what's going on?" He rushed forward like a tank, and dragged Yan Yan out abruptly; Confused, the surrounding lights flickered and screamed, and the faces of countless men and women were full of orgasm-like intoxicated expressions.

He kissed me just now, Yan Yan thought in a trance, what should I do next?

Do you want to continue to complete the task, how will you call your teammates for support later... Why the fuck did he kiss me?

Will swallowing the headset affect people?Doesn't he feel sick when he kisses me?No, now is not the time to think about this, once the action is disrupted, how should the colleagues outside react... He just kissed me?I was kissed by Jiang Ding? !

"My dear brother, are you alright?" The fat man wanted to cry, but he touched Yan Mo's ear to cover up: "Quickly see if you have fallen, and I will say that it is not appropriate to go out today. , let's hurry home and burn some incense and take a bath to get rid of bad luck..."

Red hair: "What's going on here? What are you looking at?"

Gray Mao picked up the walkie-talkie: "Security Team, Security Team, there is a guest in booth B4 who is drunk, please help him away!..."

Yan Yan looked blankly.

Jiang Ting was slowly getting up from the booth, covered his mouth and coughed twice, then raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Yan—his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and in this extremely chaotic and noisy environment, it was refreshing cold.

You have to hold him, this thought flashed through Yan Mao's intuition.

In the blink of an eye, a plan quickly formed in his mind.

"Why are you here?!" Yan Xie pushed the fat man, turned to Jiang Ting aggressively and asked.

Fatty: "???"

"Didn't you say you wanted to break up? Why doesn't that woman want you anymore?"

Jiang Ting: "..."

"It's great to spend my money to pick up girls, isn't it? I told you that bitch is a guy who recognizes money but doesn't recognize people. Aren't you happy to be dumped?! I came back to find Lao Tzu again. I wanted to break up in the hospital. Aren't you very stubborn at the time?! Ah?!"

Red Hair: "..."

Gray Hair: "..."

People who eat melons: "..."

Everyone was stunned by the development of the plot, so that there was a moment of silence on the scene.

Gray Mao tremblingly asked: "Brother, do you two know each other?"

Just from the expression on his face, it could be seen that Jiang Ting was very surprised - but his surprise only appeared for a short moment.

Jiang Ting has seen too many bizarre scenes in his life. Rather than saying that he was shocked by Yan Mao's twists and turns and rich plots, it would be better to say that he was more surprised by Yan Yan's demeanor so genuine, his lines so smooth, and his on-the-spot performance so smooth. Three-dimensional, under the dark background of a nightclub, it is almost impossible to see the slightest flaw.

If the situation is not so urgent, maybe he will even feel "why doesn't this person enter the show business circle" with emotion.

"Don't come back and look for me!" Yan Xie smashed the cigarette butt, and said sadly: "It's useless to look for me, we have already broken up!"

Jiang Ting was stunned for a few seconds, as if he was not sober after the Jiu Jin passed, he hesitated and stopped.

"What are you still doing?" Yan Yan yelled at the security guard, "Why don't you get him away quickly?"

——But this time the security guard didn't dare to do anything, and just stood there and asked Huimao for instructions with his eyes.

Jiang Ting held Yan Mo's hand, seemed to be a little unconscious, with a girlish air that was contrived but still realistic: "My dear, I was wrong..."

Yan Yan flicked it, but didn't shake it off, and stood there sulking.

Jiang Ting was not in a hurry, he held Yan Mao's hand stickily, and the acting skills of both of them were very realistic and layered, as if they were about to get entangled on the spot.

The development of the plot that flew down three thousand feet made the two pony boys a little confused. The red hair held back for a long time, and said in a very responsive way: "WQNMB, gays these days..."

Huimao was still a little more experienced, seeing more and more onlookers, he quickly pulled Yan Xie: "Brother, let's not talk here, go to the box and sit down first, let's talk slowly." Then he signaled the security guard to open the way.

This is a relatively mature method, which not only avoids the embarrassment of customers, but also prevents Jiang Ting from yelling and shouting drunkenly, revealing that Yan Xie came to them to buy "white goods" in private.It was only because of a few security guards that they finally cleared the way and escorted them back, almost surrounded them out of the crowd, and squeezed into the private room on the second floor while stepping on the DJ's shocking drumbeat.

This group of people is still very cautious in doing things, Huimao followed them every step of the way, without even looking away, and Yan Yan couldn't find a chance to exchange glances with Jiang Ting.When they arrived at the VIP area, Huimao opened a box with a card with his own hands, let Hongmao, Fatty, Yan Xie, and Jiang Ting in, and then closed the soundproof door, and the movement outside suddenly became very distant and blurred.

Gray Mao asked them to sit down, and said politely: "Since the two of you have something to do today, I think it's better to..."

Without saying a word, Yan Yan got up and took out the soft Zhonghua to walk around, and offered to help Huimao light the cigarette: "What's your name, brother?"

It was as if he was a different person, the arrogant and aggressive aura just now was gone, and he became very familiar and cooperative all at once.

Gray Mao was obviously not used to it: "It's easy to talk about it, the Taoist people call my little brother the nickname Flying Dragon. Let me say you two..."

Snapped!

Jiang Ting, who was originally sitting on the sofa in a daze, suddenly opened his hands and fell on Yan Xie's body.

Gray hair: "#￥*@&..."

Gray Mao suddenly couldn't speak, judging from his expression, he was probably scolding the shameless gay couple in his heart.

Yan Xie hugged Jiang Ting in his arms with one hand, and said with a normal face, "The family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate, I am really sorry today, the two of you will take the cigarette money first, and let the brothers see the joke." Said He opened his coat, took out a stack of brick-thick banknotes wrapped in kraft paper from his inner pocket, slapped them on the coffee table, took out two stacks, and threw them in front of the two boys.

This force pretended to be very shiny. In an instant, the banknotes emitted thousands of golden lights, blinding all the titanium alloy dogs' eyes including the informant.

The two boys were stunned immediately, and they looked at each other. Yan Yan could almost see through their skulls:

Huimao: Wow, so much money, five thousand?

Hongmao: There are ten thousand things in this stack!

"Well," Gray-Mao swallowed and hesitated, "Fatty may not have explained clearly to you, our boss didn't come here today, why don't you..."

He dare not sell, Yan Yan thought to himself.

This Feilong is timid and more cautious. The brief commotion below just now aroused his vigilance.

"The one I went to before was quite unlucky. I walked in with a bag on the walk. Fatty's boy is my brother. He said that you have fresh goods. As long as you have money, there is nothing you can't buy." Yan Yan smiled slowly. After a while, it didn't seem to matter: "It doesn't matter if you can't buy it today, I still have a little stock at home, it's no problem to last for a week--as for the money, you two will take it first, when the boss comes, let the fat boy follow me." I'll just say it."

As he spoke, he sat back, with his legs slightly apart comfortably, calm and unhurried.

If Hu Weisheng were here, he should be able to recognize that the surname Yan was in this posture when he lured him to confess.

The box was quiet for a while, and suddenly Jiang Ting hummed a few times, then writhed uncomfortably, yawned long and hard under everyone's gaze, and began to grind his teeth indistinctly while rubbing his tears.

Yan Yan: "?"

Except for him in this box, the other three people all knew what this meant, and the fat man whispered: "Oh, Flying Leaf, you are quite addicted."

Yan Yan: "..."

Seeing this, the red hair leaned over and whispered a few words to the gray hair.

"...All right." Gray Mao was finally persuaded: "It's also a long way to go, no wonder it's not easy, I'll help you ask the boss if you can't make it through tonight."

Yan Xie felt relieved.

"However, the process still has to go." Huimao waved Yan Xie to stand in front of him, and said sincerely: "I'm really sorry brother, our subordinates also follow the rules, and you three have to give me your mobile phones first. custody."

—He still wants to search!

The mental quality of the fat man next to him was really not good, and his face changed again: "Hey, I said Brother Long, you are--"

But to his surprise, Yan Yan didn't hesitate at all this time, as if he felt sorry for causing the commotion just now, he quickly stood up: "Hey! Let's talk, let's talk."

Fatty: "Hey..."

The fat man watched Yan Yan open his arms, and the gray hair searched Dafang Fang from top to bottom, even the gaps in his trousers and the inside of his leather shoes.Fatty's heartbeat followed Gray Mao's movements, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, several times the heartbeat almost jumped to the throat, and I don't know how long it took before Gray Mao stopped slowly, and nodded cautiously at Red Mao:

"no problem."

The red hair pouted on the sofa: "Who is that, your friend... your boyfriend..."

Yan Xie's reaction was a bit strong: "It's my wife, I'm on top! You know I'm on top?!"

Hongmao: "...your daughter-in-law also has to...cough."

The drunken blush on Jiang Ting's face has completely receded, his complexion is pale and lifeless, his eyes are scattered and listless.If Yan Xi still had to rely on informants to prove his identity as the buyer, then Jiang Ting walked on the street with this appearance, and he looked like a crack addict, so he didn't even need to say anything.

"Clean." After searching Jiang Ting carefully, the gray-haired boy nodded to the red-haired boy.

The two boys were relieved now, and their faces also smiled. Hong Mao hurriedly took the tip of [-] yuan thrown out by Yan Mao into his arms, and went to the mini bar to get a beer and gave it to Yan Mao, and said with a smile: "Don't mind, don't mind, we little errands are told by the people above, we have to do what we do. You wait here for a while, we will go and call the boss."

When the matter progressed to this point, Yan Xie knew in his heart that it was safe, so he didn't bother, and came out with a smile on his face and waved his hands to let them go.

Originally, according to the rules, one person should be guarding here, and the other should call the boss.But the two had just received a large tip, and the banknotes were sticking hotly to their bosoms, urging them impatiently to go back and hide them, so they ran away at the same time, taking Yan Mao, Jiang Ting and the informant away. Left alone in the box.

As soon as the door was closed with a click, Yan Yan immediately changed his face: "Why are you here?"

The fat man thought he was talking to him: "...huh?"

Jiang Ting stood up slowly, raised his head and twisted his stiff cervical spine.

His sloppy and decadent aura was gone, the collar of his shirt was unbuttoned three times, and the lines meandered from his chin, neck to collarbone, and every inch of the bone's rotation under the transparent skin was clearly visible.

Yan Yan's Adam's apple slid up and down, and said sternly, "Hey, I'm asking you something!"

"I thought you would express your gratitude for saving my life," Jiang Ting said.

"I haven't asked you just swallow..."

Jiang Ting said flatly: "The deployment of your detachment is really very low-level. I am also very happy to meet you by such a coincidence. You are welcome."

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