Chapter 256: Blinding the Eyes of Stinky Men

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The moment she stepped into the club, Lan Youyou's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled.

Obviously, she didn't like this smoky place. There are also those stinky men who make her want to blind their eyes just by looking at them!

As for the group of coquettish women, Lan Youyou couldn't wait to tear off all their poor coverings.

Lan Youyou hoped that Feng Xinglang would take her to a quiet place, just for the two of them, no matter whether it was luxurious or simple, as long as she could spend the night with him.

Sensing Lan Youyou's unhappiness and wanting to back off, Feng Xinglang reached out his long arm and gently put his arm around her waist.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Feng Xinglang, why did you bring me here? You know I don't like this dirty place!"

Even when Lan Youyou is angry, she doesn't have her charming and charming side.

"Why is this kind of place so dirty? Even if it's not very clean, it's still better than the Night Village! You, Miss Lan Youyou, played the piano in the Night Village for more than half a month! Why didn't you dislike the filthiness of the Night Village at that time? Dirty?"

Feng Xinglang smiled coldly. He reminded Lan Youyou anytime and anywhere: You still owe my brother a blood debt!

Lan Youyou's delicate face suddenly condensed. She knew that Feng Xinglang hated her, but she was horrified that Feng Xinglang hated her so much anytime and anywhere! Whenever he is with her, he seems to be full of hatred!

"Okay, let's make some money for a late night snack and then go! Be good!"

Seeing that the woman had calmed down obediently, Feng Xinglang coaxed Lan Youyou, then held her waist and walked inside.

The waiter came up to him, and Feng Xinglang handed over the suitcase in his hand casually.

"There's a box full of U.S. dollars! You've never seen so much money, right? Go and exchange it for my uncle!"

Of course Feng Xinglang was acting. It looks like I am an uncle!

He vividly performed the second generation of a nouveau riche family. Maybe he has only one purpose, to attract others' attention.

The waiter just smiled professionally: they deal with money every day. This little money is enough for one or two bets.

But the one who comes is God. They will not dislike poverty and love wealth. At least not on the surface.

Feng Xinglang looked around, playing cards, dice, roulette, and various instruments were rotating; there were all kinds of exclamations, sighs, cheers, women's screams, men's roars, and so on. Intertwined together, they form a rotten smell of accumulated money.

Feng Xinglang saw the Italian! There were three people surrounding him, far or near.

One of them against the wall was shaped like a telegraph pole. He looks like a fool who doesn't look sideways, he can compete with Cong Gang! It should be the professional killer that Ye Shinian mentioned.

Feng Xinglang held Lan Youyou's waist tightly and walked towards Italy.

The waiter followed up with the exchanged chips.

In fact, the suitcase Feng Xinglang handed over was empty. It's just a prop for acting. But the chips on the waiter's plate were quite impressive. They seemed to be as much as twenty or thirty million.

"I think highly of you! I want to play with you!"

Feng Xinglang generously pushed out the two million chips.

The game is stud. It's simple and convenient. And the rules of the game are simple.

Comparison of card types: Straight Flush > Four of a Kind > Fullhouse > Flush > Straight > Three of a Kind > Two Pairs > Single Pair > Loose Cards.

Number comparison: A>K>Q>J>10>9>8>7>6>5>4>3>2

Comparison of styles: Spades>Hearts>Clubs>Diamonds

Playing this game well requires good memory, comprehensive judgment, calm analysis skills and some luck.

And these are all things Feng Xinglang possesses.

But the Italian obviously looked down on Feng Xinglang's vulgarity. As if he was afraid that others would not know that he was a nouveau riche.

But no one’s money is money, and it doesn’t hurt to win!

In the first game, Feng Xinglang won. I won a total of 10 million yuan.

It seemed that the Italian was not in a hurry, he looked calm and calm with a long line waiting to catch a big fish. Perhaps in his opinion, giving a nouveau riche gangster like Feng Xinglang a little sweetener would make him lose more happily!

But then, Feng Xinglang didn't seem to be focusing on the cards anymore, and started to bicker with Lan Youyou.

With a hook of his strong arm, he hooked Lan Youyou, who was beside him with an expressionless expression, into his arms. His small arms tightly wrapped around her breasts and pushed them up. In addition, Lan Youyou was wearing a rag. The long skirt and the ready-to-come-out attitude made the men present feel blood boiling.

"Baby, let me guess the color of your clothes underneath."

Feng Xinglang's voice was not loud, but it was enough for the men present to hear. The Italian seemed to be able to understand a few sentences in Chinese, and looked at him with a wolfish look.

Lan Youyou was startled, as if she didn't expect that Feng Xinglang would be so evil now.

The way he held his own seemed to be the same as before.

Lan Youyou's beautiful eyes squinted at Feng Xinglang, her eyes as charming as silk, "Then let's go home! Let you see enough when we go home!"

"That's so boring!" Feng Xinglang smiled evilly.

"ah……"

Following Lan Youyou's bone-chilling scream, the men's eyes focused again.

Because Feng Xinglang's hand had already reached into places where it shouldn't have been, "It turns out it's black...so cute! My favorite color!"

In fact, Feng Xinglang didn't know what color it was. He just said a color casually.

Everyone thought that Feng Xinglang had directly pulled out Lan Youyou's vagina, and everyone became even more uneasy. Especially the Italian who was close to Lan Youyou, his eyes seemed to sparkle.

Feng Xinglang just squeezed Lan Youyou's pussy hard enough to make her scream.

Sure enough, Lan Youyou's scream successfully attracted the Italian's eyes, and his eyes were filled with anger!

A gambler is inseparable from love and sex in most cases. This Italian is no exception.

Suddenly, almost in an instant, Feng Xinglang, who had been having so much fun with Lan Youyou just now, suddenly became violent in the next second. He jumped up from his seat, crossed his upper body across the gaming table, and grabbed After passing the Italian's collar, there was a heavy right hook aimed at his cheek...

To be honest, the Italians at that time were really stunned by Feng Xinglang's fast punch!

Isn’t this style of painting changing so quickly?

Just now, my blood was boiling and I was making love with the incredibly beautiful woman next to me. Why did the boxer suddenly hit me on the cheek?

But Lan Youyou saw clearly: Feng Xinglang's purpose in bringing her here was just to stir up trouble!