Cannon Fodder Through Books

Chapter 21
The girl with false eyelashes pulled a teenager who was also drunk next to her, and pushed him: "Go, send Xuexue back."

"Why me?" The young man waved his hands, "I'm not her servant."

The girl with false eyelashes patted his chest and said meaningfully: "Don't you like her, it's a good opportunity to send her home."

The boy came to his senses, laughed a few times, grabbed the drunk girl, and hurriedly walked towards the door.

Xi Xiao put down the small cup containing the ingredients, and glanced at the time on the phone: 3:35.

The normal off-duty time is 4 o'clock, but since she is a part-time student, the manager will release the water appropriately and doesn't mind her leaving half an hour earlier.

She pushed back the brand-new red note, saying clearly: "Sorry, I'm off work."

The girl with false eyelashes took back the banknotes in boredom, raised her arms and shouted: "Let's go, let's keep jumping!"

"You are so relieved to hand Luo Aoxue over to that scumbag."

Someone in the group pulled the girl, the voice was soft and small.

"Tch," the girl with false eyelashes raised her mouth in disdain, "Looking like Luo Aoxue's flower show, how could she be a chick, anyway, she's just playing around, maybe the two of them will have a good time tonight .”

Xi Xiao had just greeted Jue, and brushed past them with her bag on her shoulders, her footsteps were a little blunt.

Oh, plastic sisters?
She snorted slightly, walked around the dance floor two or three times, and was about to go out.

There were still people pouring in at the main entrance, squeezing her to one side, and finally standing still, her eyes fell on a corner.

The corner manager introduced that it is a VIP seat. Not only are the high-end leather sofas and the top-level drink menu standard there, but the quality of the hollow soundproof glass is even higher, which can perfectly isolate it from the glamorous dance floor.

The last point is that the manager has a special explanation, that is - the guests there are not allowed to approach unless there are special circumstances.

There were so many people, she could only faintly see someone inside, who seemed to be tasting wine.

She tightened her satchel, quickened her pace, and finally squeezed out.

"What are you doing. Don't, don't touch me! Help! Help! Ah—"

"What kind of memorial archway does the stinky bitch set up! Labor and capital have been chasing you for more than half a year, why don't you touch it!"

Hua Yin slapped the girl who was pressed by him in the corner, his hands were torn more and more presumptuously.

Luo Aoxue's stomach was churning, and she wanted to retch, but this man strangled her neck tightly, "Cough! Cough!"

The dizziness and lack of oxygen weakened her resistance a little bit.

"Hey, that's right, cooperate, it won't hurt later."

"Gada—Gada—"

The firm heel hits the ground.

He stopped abruptly and turned his head to look at the entrance of the alley.

This is a deserted alley across the street from Zuiyang Bar. It is usually full of garbage sent from the neighborhood next door, and no one will come in the middle of the night.

"Who!"

His eyes were wide open, and he reached for the multifunctional saber in his pocket as he spoke.

A slender figure sprang from the darkness, wearing a gray hoodie covering his hair and a black mask.

Not like a man.

At best, a bitch.

Hua Yin heaved a sigh of relief, he usually fights a lot, so he can't even beat a bitch.

However, he still took out his saber and said threateningly: "Boy, if you are sensible, get out of here, labor and management have to do things."

The man turned on his toes, but he really listened.

Hua Yin is a little embarrassed, it seems that his bad looks are still useful recently.

"Hey, brother!"

Before he could react, the military knife in his hand had already been kicked out, and even the tiger's mouth that carried him was shaken.

A gray tail flew by in front of him, and his chest hurt, and he was kicked onto the trash next to him.

These wastes contained some old refrigerators and microwave ovens, and the square corners directly scratched his skin.

He was horrified: This girl is still a woman!
(End of this chapter)