Chapter 520： Hellfire Club, White Queen and Girl

Chapter 520 Hellfire Club, White Queen and Girl

Caesar sat on the sofa in the club hall and collected a variety of information while tasting the fine wine.

After a while, he saw Colonel Hendry, holding the girl in the left and right hands, in a woman wearing a plush cloak, wearing a revealing exposure to reveal a large spring, but still revealing the Queen’s atmosphere. Under the leadership, go to one of the private rooms with curtains.

In the hall of the club, all the security guards subconsciously let go of the position, not afraid to stop the pace of women. Frequently frequent customers did not come forward to look at the woman's eyes, although with obscenity, and conquest, but more difficult to cover up the fear.

If you have a deep understanding of the Hellfire Club, you will know that the woman is the legendary behind-the-scenes boss. The Hellfire Club can be loved by the upper class, and it is not a common nightclub in black and white.

As a behind-the-scenes boss of a club, a woman is naturally not an ordinary senior girl.

When the curtain of the private room was put down, the white queen smashed the overheated hall, and his eyes stopped on Caesar. Her brows were lightly wrinkled, and she felt like the other side had seen it, but quickly put down the curtain without leaving any traces.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Caesar's eyes were drooping, and the back rested comfortably on the back of the sofa, raising his neck, and finished drinking the wine in the cup. He tapped a finger at the passing waiter. "A new cup of brandy."

"Yes, sir." The waiter took the cup with respect.

Just then, at the entrance of the club's hall, walked into a young and **** girl.

The girl has a long blond hair and a long waist. The appearance is in the place where the beautiful girl is piled up. A good figure with a healthy wheat color gives people a sense of sight. She also wore a black and **** three-point style, but she couldn't open her embarrassment. Her hands were slightly nervous on the lower abdomen, and her feet barely tipped her toes on the red carpet.

Several middle-aged gentlemen who are still in the hall, look slightly moving, holding a palm of their hands, such as a smell of **** wolf quickly surrounded the girl.

In the Hellfire Club, the guest has the right to choose a girl, and the girl has no choice, whoever makes an appointment will be considered.

"That one……"

The girl looked at a few people and approached her. She couldn't help but shrink her body. She just wanted to find a reason to refuse. Unexpectedly, someone suddenly stepped forward and reached out to ring her little waist with no flesh. Under her exclamation, she was directly involved in the possession of possession.

"Sorry, I made an appointment." Caesar held a new wine glass and smiled with a girl's face.

The girl was stunned, her brain was blank, and she forgot to resist.

In addition, a few middle-aged gentlemen who were one step late, looking at the boy with the sense of robbing, the original gentleman’s face immediately froze.

Caesar's mouth rose and she held the girl to the sofa, leaving behind a few middle-aged gentlemen.

"Bunny scorpion!"

As a senior diplomat in Italy, Griff had received this temper, and he had to go forward with Caesar to make a theoretical confrontation. The result was stopped by two old friends.

"Forget it, Griff, it's not good to make trouble here."

"Yeah. Give the Hellfire Club a face, wait for the door, and then slowly settle the plan."

Hearing his friend's advice, Griff squinted, his beard, and angrily looked at Caesar's back. "Well, let him be lucky."

With the girl coming to a corner, Caesar sat down on the sofa, then pulled the girl down in her arms and handed the shaking glass to her lips. "Come, drink with me."

"Hey." The girl was still in a state of squatting, cleverly opened her lips, took a sip of wine, and the two cheeks fluttered with two blushes.

Caesar kept smiling, continued to shake the glass, looked at the remaining lip prints along the cup, and took a sip of his own drink, screaming and commenting: "Not bad."

"you you……"

The girl finally reacted. She was teased by her five-year-old boy. She subconsciously wanted to break free from Caesar's arms. As a result, Caesar held her tighter and said softly in her ear: "You, no. Girl?"

The girl’s heart is full of turbulence, no longer resisting, pretending to be confused and whispering: “What are you talking about?”

Caesar smiled and took her slender hand and approached her earlobe and replied: "There is a hard skin on your right index finger. Although it is not obvious, you will know it at a glance. It is completely defamatory with the rest of the smooth part. It is because of the long-term use of guns."

"I am self-defense, can't I?" The girl is still hard.

Caesar blinked: "Yes. But as a girl, your body is too clean. If you don't have enough experience, I can teach you at night."

"You...the little bastard."

Obviously, she is a lot older, but she has been stunned several times. The girl is defeated again. The teenager is definitely an old fritter. Despite this, she did not show panic, since the teenager knew that she was not a girl, but also for her, it means that the other party is not malicious.

"My name is Caesar, you, sister?" Caesar hugged the girl and continued to taste the wine.

"Mora. By age, you should call my sister."

Mora looked up at her dissatisfaction and blinked Caesar. She was only at such a close distance. She finally saw his appearance completely, and almost all of her noses touched each other, letting her bounce off the electric shock. .

Caesar had once again bounced her into her arms, "Be careful, the security here is watching."

"Damn, bear with you!"

Mora gnashed her teeth. If she was known by the CIA Training Center, she would not know how many male agents of the male agents were stunned. At this time, the temperament of a cat as a cat in the arms of a teenager does not know what kind of sensation will be caused.

"Oh, this is right."

Caesar smiled lightly. "Since we know each other, can you tell me your origin and purpose?"

"Of course not."

Mora decisively refused, and then hesitated. "Unless, you help me to draw the attention of the security guards in the hall... Forget it, you can't do this."

"That's it."

Caesar suddenly let Mora stand up from the sofa, which made Mora feel a little lost. Between the two, I saw Caesar's diameter walking toward the three people in the hall.

"What does he want to do?" Mora stunned.

The three griffs talked about the day, looking for a new girl, Caesar walked up to them. Griff saw that Caesar had not reacted, and his face was awkward.

'Snapped! ’

An extremely loud slap in the hall, which sounded in the hall of the Hellfire Club, made the guests stunned and stunned, and attracted the attention of the security guards.

"You, what are you doing!" Griff took the injured left face and looked at Caesar with anger. The red face quickly swollen.

"Nothing. I remember, you just glanced at me, I was very upset, so I fanned you out."

Caesar said of course, he also took out a white handkerchief and wiped the palm of his hand.

Griff’s eyes were on fire, and he said with anger: "You are particularly humiliating me? Do you know who I am?!"

"No, I am not targeting you alone."

Caesar threw away the handkerchief, and the wind was light and dark: "I mean you, and the two behind me are rubbish, staining my eyes, and the trouble immediately disappears from my eyes immediately!"

When the phrase was extremely arrogant, the entire Hellfire Club Hall suddenly became awkward.

(End of this chapter)