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Chang stayed on the second floor because he met an acquaintance who greeted him.

"Are you interested in having a drink? Although this place is a bit vulgar, it's not bad!" Chang Lou Cheng's "former teammate", the famous right-wing team # 11, invited him over for a drink.

This guy actually said something like that, saying that this place was vulgar, offending the entire second floor. If it wasn't for the fact that those who came here to drink wine were either rich or powerful, they wouldn't have fought so easily, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

Chang Lou didn't want to go over. She was already a dying person, so there was no need to drink and chat with others. He didn't have the mood or the leisure to do so.

"Lord Iron Eagle has just gone upstairs with a group of Iron Eagle Guards. I heard that they are going to the fifth floor, and right now the upper floor is probably a little messy. It's all trouble. You should come and drink with me!" "If you don't make friends, you just want to find someone to drink two cups with. Drinking alone is too boring!"

"Young master! Am I not a human? " The coquettish woman dressed in revealing clothing who accompanied the wine in his arms complained coquettishly. After all, she had already drunk a few cups with her.

"You're still human?" Arrogant as well as a bit of a domineering character, when he left the stage, the eleventh was not only an arrogant one. His words did not care about the feelings of others, as if he was the ruler of this world, incomparably arrogant and tyrannical.

"At most, you're just a plaything, or a bitch!"

Chang Lou couldn't bear to listen any longer. This person was too arrogant. This wasn't a domineering issue anymore, but a question of character and politeness.

"Young master!" The beauty in his arms was like a little kitten that had received a favor after being frightened. It placed its head on Number 11's chest, feeling an indescribable tenderness.

The actions of the beautiful woman made all the customers who were originally indignant for her to begin with, who were already preparing to roll up their sleeves and vent their anger on her, to change their attitudes one after another, criticizing her in their hearts for being despicable.

"I'm really not going to accompany you for a drink!" Number 11 asked with a smile. Even the wine had been poured.

Chang Lou shook his head. He really didn't want to drink, especially since he was here right now.

"Why?" asked Eleven. His words were as simple as his expression, but they faintly exuded a domineering and imposing manner.

"If you don't want to, you don't want to. Do you even need a reason?" Chang Lou didn't want to say a word.

"Great!" I like this kind of straightforward person. You deserve a toast from me, Cang Fifteen! " Number 11 took his other hand off the woman's body, raised his glass with both hands, and said to Chang Lou.

"Is this person sick?!" Others were unwilling to drink with him, yet he shamelessly insisted on drinking with him! "You really don't know your place." The customers all questioned the intelligence quotient of this man called Cang Fifteen.

"Cang Fifteen?" Chang Lou couldn't help but stop in her tracks. He could finally understand where this guy's arrogance came from. This surname was more than enough for him to do whatever he wanted in this 90% of the world.

Chang Lou sat down, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it all. Then, without looking back, she went upstairs.

"Great!" What a straightforward person! "Take a good look at this wine table. If anyone wants it, chop it off. I'll go upstairs and take a look at that 'yellow dog' whose tail is sticking up to the sky!" "He pushed her aside, and after giving some instructions, he hurried upstairs.

After Cang Fifteen left, the peerless beauty gave the guests a flirtatious look. She sat on her seat and twisted her waist to drink a cup of wine. Her eyes were blurred as she became even more beautiful.

The young man who looked like a rich family threw a gold ingot on the ground, patted his thigh, and lewdly smiled, "Little beauty, I'll give you a hundred taels of gold. How about a cup of wine with me?"

Elegant Thing said coquettishly, "No, no, no! Young Master should come over! "

"Good!" Good! "Alright!" He even said three good words and left hurriedly without picking up any gold.

"Little beauty, I'm here!" The young master squinted and stretched out his hand.

Elegant One playfully pushed him away and stretched out her hand. These hands were as white as cream, fat and thin, and just right in length. They were simply not what a mortal girl should have.

The noble young master was willing to hand over gold like this. He gently placed a hundred taels of gold note on her palm and touched it with his fingers. The smooth touch made him feel as if he had been electrocuted. Thinking about how she was going to drink with him right now, the young master was thinking about what would happen next.

Under the envious gaze of the customers, the young master gently bent down to sit on the snow-white thighs.

Slowly, the young master fell to the ground, his eyes were still squinting and his mouth was still smiling.

Lady Piaomiao drank a cup of wine and continued to cast a coquettish glance at the wine guests. She slowly said, "In the eyes of young master, I'm just a dog that can make him happy, but I didn't know that in the eyes of young master, you're even less than dogs and less than ants!"

Chang Lou had already reached the fourth floor. He wouldn't be able to go up to the fifth floor according to the rules. He found a seat near the Golden Stair on the fourth floor and quietly watched his actions.

"You are dismissed!"

Not long after Chang Lou sat down, the big black bartender's roar came from the side.

Turning his head, he saw that one of the drinkers had paid the bill so boldly that a golden note flew up the golden stairs.

"As expected, that person is truly noble!" Chang Lou sneered in her heart. She actually didn't allow a single gold note to land on the stairs. It was truly pampered and rude.

"Bring me two jars of the best wine!" Cang Fifteen, who had followed closely behind the house, sat at a table. When he saw that there was no wine or cups on the table, he shouted out.

"I really want to go to the fifth floor to take a look!"

There weren't many people on the fourth floor, so the alcohol was served very quickly. Cang Fifteen picked up the jar and took a sip. He looked at the luxurious golden staircase on the fifth floor and mumbled to himself.

Chang Lou drank a cup of wine and covered his mouth.

"I really want to tease that 'yellow dog'. Sigh! It's such a pity, it's a pity that there are too many people up there! "

Ashen Fifteen took another sip of wine and sprayed his body on the golden staircase. The bartender on the fourth floor turned a blind eye to this and pretended not to see it. He had already imprinted the images of all the important figures in his mind, so how could he not recognize Cang Fifteen?

"A lot?" Chang Lou could not help but ask.

"Of course!" Cang Fifteen was very happy when he saw Chang Lou open his mouth to speak and patiently introduced the people who were going up the stairs.

"There's Old Second Chang, Second Mother Liu, Mu Renfei, that 'Steel Chicken', and even characters like Su Tianxing! Anyway, it's very lively, very lively! "

Chang Lou could not help but feel anxious, "Second Uncle and Third Aunt are here! It seems like this matter has blown up! "

Seeing the worry on Chang Lou's face, Cang Fifteen smiled and took a sip of the wine. His smile was intriguing.