That night, Zhao Feng and Huang Lang were extremely aggrieved.

I slapped myself 50 times, and I learned to bark 50 times, Ni Ma! Even the face of the eighteenth generation of my ancestors was disgraced.

Perhaps the mood was too depressed, and the two of them went to the SOSO bar for fun.

In the lobby of the bar, some scantily clad women are writhing wildly on the dance floor, and bursts of deafening DJ music make the audience scream like a stimulant.

Compared with the very high atmosphere at the scene, Zhao Feng was quite puzzled.

"Brother Feng!!I'm really unlucky today, I wanted to rob him, but Ye Fan's bastard actually appeared!!Damn!"

Huang Lang's face was unhappy, although the swelling on his face had decreased a lot, the burning sensation on his face was still clearly visible.

"Paralysis!"

"Don't mention that bastard, since Lao Tzu met him, Mu has never encountered a good thing!"

Zhao Feng was angry, then picked up a glass of beer, looked up and put it in his mouth.

"Gollum!"

"Gollum!"

"Gollum!"

"Ah!!This beer is cold enough, and Lao Tzu is in a much more comfortable mood!"

Zhao Feng wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and spoke.

"Brother Feng!!This is the last time we squandered it, and I only have less than 100 yuan left on me!!!

Huang Lang was very frustrated and said.

"Damn! Don't mention it, don't think about anything when you're drunk!!Come on! Huang Lang! Cheers!"

Zhao Feng wanted to borrow wine to escape reality, and said.

"Here!!!"

Huang Lang also raised his wine glass, and after clinking glasses with it, he opened his mouth and poured it down.

However, while they were drinking to kill their sorrows, a tall European man approached.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, with blonde hair, blue eyes, an olecranon-like nose, and a classic European man's appearance.

"You seem to be students at Jiangcheng High School?"

The European smiled and asked in surprise.

"Eh, you...... Who is TM?" Zhao Feng scolded unhappily.

"Shh

When Huang Lang saw this, he hurriedly pulled Zhao Feng aside and reminded in a low voice: "Brother Feng, don't talk so impulsively, he ...... He's a new teacher at our school—Royce!"

"Is that him?"

Suddenly, Zhao Feng was a little surprised, then laughed apologetically, and said, "That's ...... Teacher, I'm sorry!!I'm ...... I didn't know it was you. ”

"It's fine!"

Royce looked playful, then glanced at the beer on Zhao Feng's table, and said sarcastically, "You just drink these low-grade wines?"

"That'...... That'!! that's right!" Zhao Feng said with an embarrassed expression.

Paralysis!

Do you think I want to drink such a low-grade beer?

Let the teacher show you what it means to consume upper-class people. ”

Royce looked very haughty, as if he didn't want to stay here.

"Upscale spending?"

"Hmm!!Follow me!!"

With that, Royce turned around and left first, leaving Zhao Feng and Huang Lang with stunned faces.

"Brother Feng!!, shall we go?" Huang Lang asked suspiciously.

"Damn!!, you don't drink free wine, do you have a problem with your brain? Of course you have to go!"

Zhao Feng stretched out his hand and gave Huang Lang a popping millet and reprimanded him.

"Ouch!!"

"Brother Feng, you say, don't hit me on the head all the time, I'm about to be stupid by you!"

Huang Lang was aggrieved in his heart, and his bitter gourd face seemed to owe him money to him.

Soon!

The two of them followed Royce out of the bar.

The moment they left the bar, a black BMW quietly followed them.

"Europeans?"

"The boss told me, especially the Europeans who have come into contact with Zhao Feng, they must pay special attention!!"

The driver muttered to himself, then followed silently.

About 30 minutes or so!

Royce drove Zhao Feng and them to the door of a private club.

The façade of the club is very luxuriously decorated, and there are many brand-name sports cars in the parking lot, presumably there are dignitaries gathered here.

Seeing that Royce got out of the car, and Zhao Feng and the two of them followed him like tailed dogs.

"Good evening!!, Mr. Royce!"

A young woman in a black cheongsam greeted politely.

She called out the names of the guests as soon as possible, which also showed that Royce was a regular visitor here.

"Help me open a VIP box!" Royce said coldly, with a very proud expression.

"Okay, please follow me!"

The woman smiled, and led Royce into the clubhouse.

The Shadow Gate brother who was following him just now also got out of the car, and when he was about to pretend to enter it to consume, he was stopped by another woman.

"Sir!"

"Do you have a membership card?" asked the young woman politely.

"But I have money!"

The brother shrugged and spoke.

"That's really embarrassing! This club only does membership business, even if you have money, you can't go in to spend!!Sorry!"

The young woman said apologetically, but her position was also clear!

No membership card!

Can't get in!

"Cut!!What kind of bird place, Lao Tzu is not rare to consume here!Hmph!"

The brother retorted unhappily.

In desperation, he had no choice but to turn away.

Meanwhile!

Royce was taken to a very high-end private room.

Noble illumination!

A brand-name sofa!

And the first-class audio equipment!

When Zhao Feng was rich before, he also went to a lot of KTV boxes, but compared to here, those were simply rubbish before.

"Wow!"

"Brother Feng, it's so tall here!"

Huang Lang looked surprised, as if he was as surprised as a countryman entering the city.

"Damn!!!How much does it cost to consume this meal?"

Zhao Feng was also shocked and said.

"It's not expensive! It's only 500,000!" Royce said lightly.

"What? 500,000......! Not expensive?"

Suddenly, Zhao Feng and the others were suddenly surprised.

Ni Mom!

This guy is such a tyrant, why did he go to Jiangcheng High School to be a teacher? What a freak!

"Huh!"

The corners of Royce's mouth were disdainful, and his expression was very haughty.

Then, he asked Zhao Feng and them to sit down.

Immediately afterward, he ordered some drinks from the waiter.

Soon!

The waiter walked in with a bottle of bright red wine.

"Mr. Royce!! enjoy!"

Say it!

The waiter smiled and turned away.

At this time, Zhao Feng and the others were a little surprised, they always felt that this bottle of red wine looked like blood no matter how they looked at it.

"Huang Lang!!!Is there such a bright red wine?Why does it feel like blood?"

Zhao Feng looked stunned and muttered to himself.

"I don't know!"

Huang Lang shook his head and said.

"Zhao Feng! That's right! This is not red wine, it's blood!

Royce said coldly with a playful expression.

……