Chapter ninety Bar situation (on)

"Do you want me to change seats?" Ye Wudao's smile has a creepy feeling.

"how about it? Not satisfied, boy? Who in this street doesn't know that I am a bald god! " The man demonstrated his muscles, which provoked the seductive woman to shake her limbs and hips in disgust and looked at Situ Haoxuan with eyes like silk.

"Not so good, just ..." Ye Wudao smile suddenly more brilliant, let a person have the illusion of seeing the sun. He suddenly picked up a bottle and smashed it on the head of the guy whose hand was still on his girl's chest. After a very clear voice sounded, Ye Wudao had sat back in his seat and opened another bottle of beer with a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened. The two girls sitting next to him raised the bottle gracefully and drank it off, which was unspeakable noble and decadent.

Of course, it's not true that nothing happened, because the guy who looks like a tall and burly guy is already lying on the ground, and the blood that keeps pouring out of his head is even more frightening under the dark rendering, and the sad cry even overshadows the music in the bar.

The enchanting woman still stood there for a while and never turned back. The development of things obviously surprised them. The strong guy seemed to fall down irresponsibly, but Ye Wudao, who looked a little elegant, sat there comfortably drinking his beer, and the two girls around him immediately burst into worship.

Not only some of them can't accept this somewhat "cruel" reality, but also many viewers who are ready to watch the drama can't accept it. They booed and laughed at the guy's looks. It's over so soon, my chance to save the United States by being a hero is ruined, and my interest in drinking is gone.

Soon the unlucky guy was carried out by the waiter in the bar, and no one was dissatisfied, let alone stood up to "do justice". Those strengths were still saved to please women in bed at night. Crazy kissing couples continue to make out, flirting dog boyfriends are still busy taking advantage of tofu, and everything remains the same!

Ye Wudao walked up to the two girls like a gentleman with a bottle in his hand, and an evil and charming smile evoked in his mouth. "May I be honored to accompany the two ladies to pass this boring life?"

The flattered two girls stared at Ye Wudao's increasingly evil and beautiful face in the dark, and forgot to speak.

"This stuff even take the initiative to give me oral sex I don't want to! However, after all, they are still two women who are not ugly. When the lights are turned black, they are like Yang Guifei. At this time, the requirements should not be too high. " Ye Wudao's nasty thoughts and warm smile on his face are simply heaven and hell.

The two poor girls were soon dazzled by Ye Wudao's skillful communication. At this time, even if Ye Wudao proposed to play a threesome, I'm afraid they would agree.

"Do you want to go to the dance floor?" Ye Wudao with some provocative way. "We dare not go, this is our first time here." A slightly plump girl is shy.

Come on, have a heart today, forget it, a good girl. Ye Wudao sighed and left her seat. If she hadn't seen another girl who has been shy and silent, there was a little shadow of Sue cherishing water, their fate would never be so dull.

Ye Wudao walked onto the dance floor and began to imitate Michael Jackson's signature movements, starting to walk in the same place like a robot. The perfect stiff movements made him move slowly like a heavy robot, and the extremely difficult lag was interpreted by him.

People around Ye Wudao gradually dispersed around him to enjoy his performance. When he glided backwards without leaving his feet, people began to applaud loudly, and his flowing movements were completely comparable to those of international masters. Women can't help screaming, and Ye Wudao's already beautiful face under the light adds the dark breath of evil spirits, which makes people enchanted.

Gorgeous dancing made him the protagonist of the whole ballroom. More and more people were watching, and the cheers were louder and louder. Ye Wudao seemed to be the kind of person who was born to be standing in the center of the stage. The attention of everyone did not make his movements stagnate at all, but he became more skilled.

He stopped dancing and stared at the onlookers coldly. His gentle and soothing movements immediately turned into intense street dance, with elegant long hair, cold and melancholy eyes and slender and perfect figure. All these made him the perfect lover in the eyes of countless women on the scene, and there were no less than double digits of the opposite sex who planned to have a good night with him. Although some traces of youth could be vaguely seen from his face, the deep eyes like the ocean and the dark and depraved atmosphere made them forget everything.

He, like the poppy god left for women, has a fatal temptation! The dazzling postures were easily moved out by his juggling, which made the extremely difficult movements of professional street dance become worthless here. The ballroom was stimulated by his personal performance, and the screams of women's extreme excitement filled the whole hall. With a wave of Ye Wudao's face is still cold and almost cruel.

He is like the rootless prodigal son who dances alone on an unmanned stage. His eyes may always be more loving than those of others, just like his eyes staring at his wounds are bleeding, but he is not ready to start dressing them. Don't blame him for being cruel to others, just because he is more ruthless to himself.

He is noble as a black swan on the lake, decadent and elegant; He is not a gentleman dancing with a goblet of red wine. He has nowhere to go, so he wanders around the street with a hangover next to the sewer, but he can still look like an angel by mistake!

Sitting in an empty corner is a group of tough people with arrogant temperament, and the huge momentum makes no one around dare to approach.

There are only three people sitting and nearly ten standing.

"True loneliness is not being lonely, but losing yourself in endless noise. It's interesting that a dude called the black sheep of his family should have such melancholy. It seems that the princelings won't be too lonely in the future. "The girl who drives a Maibakh sports car is used to calculating everything with a computer lightly." Proud Cang, you are so dazzling during the three years when the prince is away. You have made a fatal taboo, and the work is high! In fact, I didn't expect him to have that terrible strength. You should be careful tonight! "

The young man gave a wry smile, shook his head and drank. As one of the three new giants around him, Phoenix and Wolf King, the princelings, he naturally has extraordinary talents, but at this time he still has a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of the mysterious prince.

And the man who is also qualified to sit with his hands around his chest slowly opened his eyes, and his body smelled of dangerous beasts. He stared straight at the strange prince.