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All the way there, Fang Yi got a good amount of "tax" taken by Song Wuliang, so after parking his bike, Fang Yi landed a punch on Song Fatty's face.
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Song Wuliang covered his left eye and said, "Damn it, are you even a brother? Why so harsh with your hits?"
Fang Yi cast him a sidelong glance and asked, "Tell me, are you into dudes or what?"
Song Wuliang immediately swore to the heavens, "I swear, I only like women, not men..."
Fang Yi said, "Okay, there's a power pole over there, go hump it a few times and I'll believe you."
Song Wuliang: "..."
At this moment, the two had arrived outside the clubhouse.
The clubhouse was luxurious and resplendent, built like a small palace aglow with golden light. All the lights were gold, bathing the entire building in a glorious radiance.
Right now, Fang Yi and his friend were just outside, still not having gone in, because entry required an invitation, so Fang Yi made a call to Ying Fatty to come out and meet them.