Chapter 1237

Angel dance is a large dance club, which is equivalent to the type of nightclub before the end of the world.

Men here can meet the most needed physiological needs, beer, food, women.

The style of this building is quite different from that of the surrounding buildings. The lights are roaring and luxurious. Rows of spotlights shine the stars of this building. The guards standing at the door are also wearing suits.

Through the gate, you can see that all kinds of lasers are flashing inside. Crazy men and women are surging with energetic bodies on the dance floor, and you can hear men and women screaming from time to time.

This is a place where you can vent your emotions.

"I'm sorry, sir. Only members can enter the angel dance. Ladies' words can be free..." the bodyguard in suit and shoes stood in front of Yang Qun and said in a peaceful tone.

member?

That is the qualification of those above level 3 who spend a lot of money of angel city.

Yang Qun raised his head and stared into the guard's eyes: "those who stopped me are dead."

The bodyguard wanted to say something more, but as soon as he was stared, he couldn't say anything at once.

Subconsciously, he has given up his body and let Yang Qun and others enter the angel dance club.

When he came back to God, the bodyguard found that he was wet all over.

What a terrible... What a terrible man!

The harsh music sends out waves, and the air is filled with the smell of girls' sweat, mixed with the smell of hormones and alcohol during estrus, forming a gas that can instantly mobilize human excitement.

The music was accompanied by flashing laser lights, and the girls without strands on the stage swayed their waist and legs. These girls were completely different from those standing on the street corner outside. Their youth and vitality rippled on them, and their sweat fell down one by one along the healthy wheat skin and sprinkled on the ground.

Western beauties have a wild taste, just like wild horses without tame.

Usually, men will imagine the feeling of riding on a wild horse to conquer, and also imagine the wild horse's manic rhythm

Dancers bring the atmosphere to the extreme. If they want to spend a good night with them, they have to pay a higher price than other men present. This price usually turns up several times, far exceeding the value of girls.

People often fight about it, but according to the rules of the city of angels, they must go out and fight, regardless of life or death.

Yang Qun and his party had more than a dozen. The appearance of the men in blood robes immediately made the nearby waiter nod and bow over.

"Find us the biggest place and ask for the best wine."

The best position, of course, is that only the strongest people can sit.

The waiter subconsciously looked in one direction. A dozen wild men were sitting there sipping wine. At this time, they were also looking at Yang Qun. They were obviously interested in them.

Wolves, that's their name.

They are the strongest mercenaries in the city of angels.

"Well, let them go." Gong Jing shrugged helplessly.

get the hell out of here?

Get the wolves out of here?

The waiter suspected that his ears had auditory hallucinations. Did you hear it right?

Before he could react, Gong Jing took Shura to the card seat.

This kind of thing is best handled carefully.

The waiter was scared to sweat, but Yang Qun looked calm and didn't worry at all.

In the distance, the wolves and a group of big men whistled, as if they were flirting with Gong Jing.

Gong Jing's eyebrows were frivolous, put her hand on the table, stood up and made a provocative voice.

What are you doing??

Don't wrists!

Than strength, break your wrist!

According to the rules of Angel City, angel dance can't fight, but wrist breaking is different.

The way men compete for strength is usually the main melody of the competition here.

The mercenaries called wolves have always been powerful men known for their strength.

Gong Jing's behavior is simply insulting them. Isn't it a naked contempt for such a slim and sexy girl to break her wrists with them?

"Madder, is it a man? Don't talk nonsense, dare you!"

"Isn't it arrogant to flirt with my mother?"

"Whoever wins me, I sleep with who. If I lose, get out of here!"

Gong Jing patted the table and said fiercely.

A wild man in the wolves immediately stood up and put his wrist opposite Gong Jing.

"Drink!" the man shouted, suddenly forced, and used his whole body to break in the opposite direction.

However, Gong Jing's seemingly slender arm did not move.

"Too weak." Gong Jing broke his wrist, and the man immediately lost, causing a lot of laughter around him.

Wolves mercenaries can't even beat a woman breaking her wrist.

This is the boss of the wolf mercenaries. A young man in his twenties came out.

On him, Yang Qun felt a familiar smell.

It seems to be somewhat similar to night war.

The smell of werewolves.

Yes, it's the werewolf.

The captain of the wolf pack mercenary put his wrist opposite Gong Jing. At the beginning of the game, he suddenly exerted his strength. The muscles on his arm bulged and tied up blue tendons. He directly used his full strength.

But Gong Jing's wrist remained motionless.

"Ah!" the wolf captain shouted angrily, and a layer of black hair began to grow on his arm. It was a layer of wolf hair!

Sure enough... Is it werewolf blood.

The werewolf's arms became thicker and thicker, and his strength showed geometric speed. The whole table shook and finally cracked directly.

But... He is still too weak. He is too much worse than Gong Jing.

"That's it, counselor?"

"Boring, I still want to fuck my mother!"

Gong Jing kept hitting the other man's self-confidence. With a slight force on her wrist, she moved directly.

Win

The wolves and mercenaries were stunned. The boss lost?

Break your wrist and lose?

How is that possible!

"Go away, little wolves." Gong Jing laughed and patted the table.

The faces of the mercenaries of the wolves were all dark, and they were dejected one by one.

The laughter of the surrounding crowd made them want to find a hole in the ground. It's really embarrassing.

"Let's go!" the mercenary boss of the wolves didn't say much. He was willing to admit defeat and directly left here with his men.

The waiter's mouth is big enough to plug a light bulb. What's the origin of these people? Just send a woman to fix the wolves?

This is ridiculous!

Yang Qun and others smoothly sat in the best position. Yang Qun seemed to find something interesting and smiled mysteriously.

The delicate little hand touched Yang Qun's waist: "what are you laughing at? The beautiful women on the stage are so beautiful?"

The quiet voice came, and Yang Qun's sly smile suddenly turned into a bitter smile.

"Of course not. There are no good wives. I'm laughing. These people are very interesting."

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