Volume 2 Chapter 654

Chapter 654

Wan Qiang didn't know the name of the wine, so he said casually, seeing the girl still standing there, he thought he was asking for a drink bill, so he said quickly:

"Tell your boss, the wine bill is owed first, when will I come to pay..."

The girl vaguely remembered what the boss had told her, and left with a look of contempt on her face, what kind of shit is she pretending to have if she doesn't have money? Strolling to the backstage, the girl pulled out what was stuffed in her chest. Seeing the three 100-jin rice notes in her hand, the girl suddenly covered her mouth and let out a muffled scream. Then she leaned against the wall , eyes flashing like stars, Zhang Xiaoqiang's image in her heart suddenly grew taller than Wan Qiang, even though he was in a wheelchair.

Thinking of Wan Qiang, and comparing him with Zhang Xiaoqiang, the girl felt disgusted, found the wine cabinet, took out a few bottles of parallel Erguotou that didn't even have a trademark, put them on the tray and walked towards Wan Qiang... Wan Qiang drank his industrial alcohol With white water, Zhang Xiaoqiang tasted his Chivas Regal. Zhang Xiaoqiang watched with great interest the few chicks on the stage showing their thighs and dancing. Wan Qiang was a little absent-minded. After taking a sip, he glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Find trouble with Zhang Xiaoqiang.

After much deliberation, he didn't know what to do? He is ashamed to really be a rascal, but he can't find a way not to be a rascal, and finally he decides to be a rascal.

Wan Qiang was happy when the tangled problem was solved. He raised his head and drank a bottle of industrial alcohol. After drinking it, he became depressed again. He had to find an excuse to be a rascal. He didn't even have an excuse. How could he be a rascal?

After drinking three or five bottles of liquor, Wan Qiang asked the girl to serve him a few bottles. The girl couldn't find the worst liquor, so she asked someone to carry a pot of industrial alcohol, added a few spoonfuls of cold water, and shook it. Carrying the pot, he sent it to Wan Qiang's desk.

Wan Qiang looked at the plastic pot that could hold ten catties and was overjoyed. He liked the girl very much and felt that she was too considerate and felt that she should be rewarded. He fumbled in his trouser pocket for a long time and took out a rice ticket. Slap it in the girl's hand as a tip.

The shape of the rice ticket was a bit weird, it was different from the rice tickets she usually saw, and she thought it was a large amount of rice tickets. Er almost fainted from anger, the rice ticket is the smallest rice ticket issued by the camp.

The smallest rice ticket is one catty. Three-quarters of this rice ticket was torn off, and only one quarter was left. Someone wrote on it with a crooked pen. If it doesn't come out, this is a rice ticket that has been modified by someone.

"Thief with a bald head, being an old lady at two hundred and five, you'll be considered a bird if you drink to death..."

The previous performance was coming to an end, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly enjoyed it with a glass of wine, but there was something wrong with Taro sitting beside him, his eyes were open, his breathing was short, his eyes were fixed on the women on the stage, his white and tender thighs , the plump breasts dazzled him, and it was the first time that Taro discovered that a woman's body was so fatally attractive to him.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw Taro's appearance, he couldn't help but think that he was the same age as him, that he was also curious about the opposite sex, and was tempted to look at the sexually transmitted disease promotional photos on the street bulletin board.

That time was summer, he stared at the bicycle, with a passionate heart, longing for the unknown of mysterious things, sweating profusely, after more than an hour's trek, he finally arrived at the health and epidemic prevention station, and found the The bulletin board next to the toilet, when he saw those shocking photos, his young heart was deeply hurt. Since then, how many times has he lost his passion in fear of the roadside girls?

"Taro, your eyeballs are about to fall out, don't hold back, go to the market and give yours to the young lady for the first time."

Zhang Xiaoqiang talked about the taro, which made Wan Qiang, who was sitting on the side drinking with the flagon, snort coldly. Zhang Xiaoqiang frowned. Drank a little wine, some eager ***, wanted to understand the passion of fighting in the bar.

Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang was looking for trouble, the lights dimmed, leaving only an egg-sized beam of light in the middle of the stage. Zhang Xiaoqiang's sight was shifted to the stage. Slowly, and finally stopped on a high-heeled shoe woven with gold thread and embellished with rubies.

A white and delicate foot is covered in high-heeled shoes, the wrist is white and red, thin and round, and the tender toes are also vivid, like a few white rabbits, shyly hiding and not daring to see others.

The lamp post moved up, passing across the plump and firm calf, under the light, the skin that was whiter than white jade was crystal clear, with Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyesight. Naturally, you can clearly see that the pores on the top are tight, and the skin is smooth and tender, unlike what others said, the skin texture is poor. Looking at the skin color and skin, Zhang Xiaoqiang has preliminarily determined that the foreign girl above is a mixed race.

The beam of light slowly moved across the slender and thin thighs, and shone on her smooth lower abdomen. There was a cat's eye-like gem dotted around the navel. Before everyone could see clearly, the beam of light moved up again.

"Flop..." Zhang Xiaoqiang sprayed out, and he didn't make any reaction after spraying out, letting the residual wine from the corner of his mouth flow down his lips to his chin, dripping onto the skirt of his clothes, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were as straight as the taro before Yes, the eyeballs were oppressed and stared out. The idea of ​​fighting with Wan Qiang before was thrown to Java by him.

As for the one in front of him, the first moment Zhang Xiaoqiang saw it, he thought of a line of lyrics "Qumu... Lang... Ma..."

The first time the foreign girl showed up, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wan Qiang lost interest at the same time. The foreign girl was 1.8 meters tall, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's neck felt sore when he stood on the stage. After growing up, she was only 1.78 meters, and she already had some confidence. When she saw this woman who didn't know whether she was 1.83 meters or 1.85 meters, Zhang Xiaoqiang absolutely didn't think of any wrong thoughts.

Wan Qiang didn't like it either, he thought that foreign girl was too short, too thin, her butt was too small, and her waist was too thin, which didn't fit his aesthetics. The beauty in his heart was at least 1.95 meters, Looking at a man who is fat and strong, who can stand on his thighs and run a horse on his arms, it seems that he has mutated, and his needs for women have also changed.

Wan Qiang looked uncomfortable, always felt that the girl above was twisting and turning, like a monkey crawling up and down the steel pipe, Wan Qiang was worried for her, you said it would be good to climb to the top at once, you go Man, I will continue to look below.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is not interested in pole dancing either. What he is interested in is strip dancing. He likes to be more straightforward. If a foreign girl strips off her clothes now, he will compare the bodies of the beauties in the East and the West as soon as possible, and then leave. See you You've seen everyone here, why are you still here? As for the girl who bought the wine, he had long forgotten about it.

Wan Qiang couldn't stand it anymore. He drank fifteen catties of industrial alcohol mixed with white water and always felt a little uncomfortable. He couldn't find the feeling for a while. **, Get up and get ready to go to the toilet.

Wan Qiang is used to drinking a bottle of wine, and he puts the empty bottles at his feet. The five empty bottles have already been turned over in a row. Wan Qiang stood up and stepped on the five empty wine bottles. Gulu slid away, and Wan Qiang was taken by the bottle to stand unsteadily. He staggered back and stumbled on the heavy steel water tank he had brought.

This time Wan Qiang lost his balance, let out a short exclamation, fell to the floor and made a loud "bang..." sound, Zhang Xiaoqiang held the wine glass in his left hand, posing boredly, heard a wind around him, a sound Startled by the loud noise, he dropped his wine glass and got up to fight.