639: C639 Brother Xuan

C639 Brother Xuan

In a secluded clubhouse, an antique tea table stands in the middle of the clubhouse.0

At this moment, there was a man around 30 years old sitting in the clubhouse. Beside this man were a few young men with dyed hair. It was not hard to tell that most of the people here were thugs at the bottom of society.

The thick smoke in the clubhouse caused the room that was renovated to be filled with a foul atmosphere.

A few beautiful women were attached to the man's side, and they were dressed very seductively.

The one sitting in front of the middle-aged man was Zhao Shanshan. At this moment, Zhao Shanshan's brows were tightly furrowed.

It was obvious that the smell that was filled with hormones made him feel embarrassed in his heart. Or rather, it could be said that there was a slight trace of heat in his heart.

The man's slightly invasive gaze had been fixed on the two still attractive spots on Zhao Shanshan's chest, and his eyes were filled with greed.

It was not just the middle-aged man. Even some of the other young men with dyed hair were the same.

They didn't even care if the female companions beside them were dissatisfied at all. To them, women were just a way to have fun.

For people like them who didn't know when they would lose their lives, how could they know how to cherish the person in front of them?

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Shanshan, a little girl, became even more timid in her heart. The huge fear made her body start to tremble. Her weak body swayed slightly with an irregular movement, making these men in front of her even more excited.

Was he afraid?

Although he had more or less interacted with these people when he was by Xu Chengdong's side, otherwise, a little girl like him would not be able to recognize this powerful middle-aged man in front of her.

"Brother Xuan?" Zhao Shanshan raised her eyebrows and said timidly. Her fear towards this man in front of her deepened.

Qian Qingxuan gently stroked his chin, which was full of stubble, and thought that he made a cool pose. He slightly pushed the cigar in his hand forward and made a smoking posture.

However, the wooden coffee table in front of him did not recognize anyone and the urn.

At this moment, the charming middle-aged woman beside him, the Alliance, stretched out her hands as if waiting for something.

Smoke and dust fell from the sky and landed in the hands of the middle-aged woman. The hot temperature caused his originally handsome face to twitch slightly.

"You can't even catch a puff of ash?"

"Do I feed you for free?" Qian Qingxuan said angrily. He grabbed the middle-aged woman's hair with both hands and knocked on the coffee table in front of him.

A trace of dark red blood flowed out from the corner of the middle-aged woman's eyes.

At this moment, Qian Qingxuan seemed to be very excited. He really enjoyed the feeling of controlling the fate of others. Even if he could control the fate of a few more people, that was all.

The beautiful middle-aged woman didn't dare to back off because her body was trembling in fear. She said shakily: "Brother Xuan, I won't do it again!"

"I won't do it again."

As she spoke, she actually slowly knelt on the ground like a docile and tender dog. Her expression of fear even swallowed her whole body, and even her face began to twitch slightly.

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