Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 194 The Desperate Mother 26
The little girl was already dazed before she came, and when she was carried out by the river, she didn't react at all.

Looking at the little girl's pink face, Jiang Bian couldn't help touching it with his hands, showing a wretched smile, and strode towards the clubhouse.

This club belongs to the Zhang family, and the manager of the club wanted to curry favor with Zhang Qiang and gave him a big advantage in this matter.

Just like now, the security service personnel in the clubhouse had been notified long ago, and no one stopped them when they saw Jiang Bian coming in with a girl in his arms.

When Jiang Bian came to the elevator with her child in her arms, she saw a woman wearing deep V overalls and exquisite makeup walking over in high heels, twisting her waist and asking with a smile: "Is it Mr. Jiang?"

"Yes." Jiangbian nodded.

"I'm the one arranged by Brother Zhang to take you to the private room, you come with me." The woman gave him a wink as she spoke, and Jiang Bian was instantly fascinated.

Responding again and again: "Okay, okay."

I sighed silently in my heart: It really is the lady in the club, so exciting.

"Mr. Jiang, please follow me." The woman stretched out her right hand politely, turned around and walked to the left coquettishly twisting her waist.

Jiang Bian followed immediately, watching the woman's plump buttocks twisting and turning with her steps, her eyes glowed green, and she didn't pay attention to where she went.

The woman led him in the clubhouse, turning left, turning right, turning right, watching the gorgeous floor disappear under her feet, and the ambiguous warm light was replaced by ordinary energy-saving lamps.

Only then did Jiang Bian realize something was wrong.

Looking at the enchanting woman in front of him, he hurriedly shouted: "Wait, why are you getting further and further away?"

The woman gave a low laugh, turned around sharply, and a handful of powder flew out of her hand.

"What are you doing..." Jiang Bian was taken aback, and opened his mouth to question, but in the middle of speaking, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Seeing him fall to the ground, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, walked over slowly, hugged the girl in his arms, and lovingly touched her pink face.

"You're pretty fast." Zhang Cuihua, wearing a security uniform, came over pushing the cleaning cart used by Aunt Cleaning.

He looked Qingyun up and down, and said: "Makeup is a good skill, I almost didn't recognize you."

The woman, that is, Qing Yun gave her a white look and asked, "Have you prepared the array?"

"It must be done, this is just a small formation, no trouble." Zhang Cuihua straightened her uniform and replied.

"That's good." Qing Yun stuffed the unconscious girl into her arms, and said, "I'll leave it to you, she's about to wake up."

With a sigh of relief, he threw the unconscious Jiangbian into the bucket of the cleaning truck, covered it with linen, and walked away duang duang on high heels.

Zhang Cuihua lowered her head and saw the little girl's eyelids moving, as if she was about to wake up soon.

Zhang Cuihua: "!"

Qingyun turned the cleaning cart into a corner, quickly took off her clothes, changed into the uniform of the cleaning lady in the clubhouse, and then pushed the cart into the elevator in a grand manner.

The elevator stopped on the third floor. Qingyun pushed the car to the supreme box, opened the door and walked in.

I saw a fat and wretched man lying on the floor of the luxurious box, and a man with a broken finger.

Qingyun threw the river in the cleaning car next to the two of them like rubbish, installed a camera in the room, and adjusted the angle to ensure that they could fully see the movement of the three.

Then use silver needles to stimulate the acupuncture points of Jiang Bian and He Kaiyan. Watching their eyelids start to move, they lit the fragrant aphrodisiac medicine and threw it on the ground. Lock the box door with a large and bold car lock.

After finishing everything, Qingyun pushed the cart and Shi Shiran left here.

……

In the supreme box, Jiang Bian and He Kaiyan felt hot and hot all over, as if a fire was burning all over their bodies, and the blood was congested and painful as if they were about to explode.

The two rolled on the ground in a trance, and suddenly saw a person lying in front of them, Jiang Bian jumped on him without hesitation, and began to tear the other person's clothes, He Kaiyan followed closely...

After changing back into her own clothes, Qingyun turned over the window and left the clubhouse, walked straight for a while, and turned right into a small alley.

I saw Zhang Cuihua and the little girl squatting on the ground, each holding an ice cream in their hands, eating happily.

Seeing Qingyun come back, Zhang Cuihua stood up and asked, "Is it done?"

"En." Qing Yun replied, looking down at the little girl who was eating ice cream.

The little girl was a little shy of strangers, so she hid behind Zhang Cuihua in fright, and looked at her with her pinkish half of her face. Her eyes were big and round, dark and very cute.

Qingyun squatted down and asked softly, "Little friend, how old are you?"

The little girl took a lick of the ice cream, blinked her eyes, and thought for a while before replying: "Mom said I am five years old this year."

Qingyun was almost blushed by her. She reached out and touched the little girl's head, and asked, "Five years old? Are you in school yet?"

"No, my mother said that my poor brother still has to go to school, so she asked me to go with an uncle, saying that my brother and I could go to school with my uncle." The little girl replied childishly.

Qingyun frowned when he heard this, raised his head and looked at Zhang Cuihua, his lips moving silently.

Zhang Cuihua shook her head.

Qingyun pursed her lips slightly, and said to the little girl with a smile: "It's late now, it's not safe outside, can you go home with auntie?"

"Where is this uncle? Is she going too?" the little girl asked.

"She's going too, but she's not an uncle, she's an aunt." Qing Yun explained.

"No, no, she's an uncle, not an aunt." The little girl shook her head and looked serious.

"She's an aunt, but she looks like an uncle. If you don't believe me, ask her?" Qing Yun said while picking up the little girl, and the three of them got into the car.

Zhang Cuihua sitting in the cab: ...

I felt personally attacked.

"Uncle, are you an uncle or an aunt?" The little girl immediately looked at Zhang Cuihua when she heard this.

"...I am aunt." Zhang Cuihua glanced at Qingyun faintly and started the car.

When we got home, the little girl was already asleep.

Qingyun carried her upstairs, while Zhang Cuihua drove the car away, ready to dispose of it.

Back home, Qingyun put her on the bed, gently closed the door, then went to the living room, turned on the computer, and tapped her fingers on the keyboard.

After a while, the screen showed that the progress bar had reached [-]%, and the screen jumped to another interface.

This is a successful invasion.

Qingyun raised the corners of her lips, copied and destroyed the video email in Zhang Qiang's computer, and then connected it to the camera she had installed in the club box.

All I saw in front of the camera was an unsightly scene.

Qingyun didn't watch it much, and just uploaded the screen directly to the Mingshan Group's live broadcast website through Zhang Qiang's computer, and implanted a virus, so that all users of this website will forcibly watch He Kaiyan's battle of the century by Zhang Qiang's riverside.

(End of this chapter)