Chapter 456: Fallen angel

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It wasn't until Benedict kicked him a few times under the table that Horace didn't react, and tried to suppress his resentment, lowered his head as if he was dealing with his father and enemy, and bit the shrimp and crab on the plate. ◇↓Top ◇↓ǎn◇↓小◇↓ say,
"Brother Tang, why don't you eat it? Doesn't it suit your appetite?" Boyle rolled up the napkin tucked in his collar and gently dropped the crabmeat on his mouth.
Tang Fang picked up the tea cup on the dining table and took a sip, "I'm full."
"Oh." Boyle spoke with a purpose, so naturally he would not entangle him in such trivial things of "eat or not eat": "Is there time at night?"
Tang Fang put down the cup, squeezed the messy napkin on Freya's chest and wiped off the sauce on her lips. He smiled and said, "What? What good advice does Mr. Boyle have?"
The businessman cast a meaningful wink at him: "'Alkasi' is a tourist destination, how can there be less entertainment? Since the transportation of minerals will take a day to complete, how about taking advantage of this time to relax and relax? I do my best as a landlord."
"Okay." Tang Fang said with a smile.
At this moment, Horace pulled off the napkin tucked in his collar, wiped his mouth casually, and threw down the sentence "I'm full," without saying goodbye, turning around and walking outside.
"Mr. Horace, won't you go together?" Boyle said loudly.
"Humph!" Horace didn't reply.
Benedict quickly put down the coffee cup and smiled apologetically: "I'm going to see him, you just need to go one step ahead."
Boyle, until Bennick Dick walked a few steps away, he suddenly thought of something and asked: "By the way, how is Brother Corey's health? Would you like me to call a doctor?"
"No need. It's just a stomachache. If you get sick, just take a rest." Benedict waved his hand and chased out quickly.
Boyle turned his head and said with regret: "Old Corey is not feeling well, and Horace is like this again. Alas!"
Tang Fang took the new tea from the waiter, smiled at him, then looked at Boyle and said, "Will you go?"
"Go? Why not? They didn't go, that was their loss." Boyle pulled off his napkin and greeted the waiter at the door: "Tell Mankey to drive over."
"Are you going to start..." Tang Fang drank the tea in the cup, looked up at Tang Lin, and looked at Freya, who was patting her stomach with a contented face, and suddenly smiled: "Fryya, for a moment Let me go out with Tang Lin. Will you go back to your room and rest first?"
"No, I'll go with you." The little girl protested.
Tang Fang got up and walked to her, whispering a few words in his ear. Freya's eyes were getting brighter and looking at him expectantly: "You said this, don't lie to me!"
"Well, when did I lie to you?"
"The hook."
Tang Fang didn't smile angrily: "Ok...well, Rehook."
"Please send her back to the room." He called a waitress. The little girl once again confirmed what Tang Fang had promised her, and then reluctantly followed the waiter out of the house. When I was about to turn, I didn't forget to grab the pillar at the end of the corridor and shouted, "You said it!"
"What I said, what I said..." Tang Fang looked helpless.
At this moment, there was a whistle sound from downstairs of the restaurant. Boyle put down his coffee cup and said, "Here," he led Tang Fang to walk outside the front door.
When he and Tang Lin were in a maglev car driven by Manji. Disappearing at the end of the road, two people came out in the shadow of a rockery not far from the restaurant. They were Horace and Benedict.
"He can't see anything, right?" Horace asked with a sullen face.
Benedict smiled: "It shouldn't be, you did a good job."
"Let's go, go back and wait for the news." Horace turned and walked onto the cobblestone path. His sight pierced the trees in the mountains and landed on the sea-view villa where the three of Tang Fang lived: "I have an idea..."
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The car descended all the way from the mountain to the main road to the north, bypassing the small hill where "Cui Fanke" was located, and drove towards the city of "Acuras".
After about a quarter of an hour, the car stopped in front of an imposing luxury building in the southwest of the city. Boyle got out of the car and led the two to walk towards the hall, but his "nephew" Manki refused. The waiter's kindness personally drove the car into the underground parking lot.
There was a lot of feasting and green in the distance, sparse car lights passing by the road, the sea breeze was blowing, there were shaking drunks walking on both sides of the road, no one could understand the catwalk, no one would worry about whether they would hit The guardrail, will it be lifted by the passing vehicles, because they are more or less followed by some high-value Morris slaves, mostly women.
The capital of tourism has always been the city of beauty and the city of encounters, but in "Alkasi", it is not advisable to meet and meet anything. As long as you have money and are willing to spend money, you are the king and God .
Not only is Morrisnu beautiful, but he is also very cheap. Compared with the red and light districts of "Jakartapur", the overnight fee for beauties of the same quality is only one-third of that of the latter, or even lower.
They may have no status and low level of intelligence, but after long-term training and their own hardware conditions, their ability to serve guests far exceeds that of ordinary human responders.
Of course, Tang Fang didn't bother with the idea of ​​hitting these female Morris slaves. He was now very confused, wondering what Boyle meant to bring him here?
Old Corey was ill in bed, Horace and Benedict scammed and escaped. This fully explained one thing. I'm afraid Boyle would have to do something to himself, but after coming here, he felt something was wrong. You must know that the security department of "Acuras" put a lot of energy on him, how many police officers are staring at him secretly, it is impossible that Boyle's background has not received the news.
Unless a businessman is stupid enough, he will ambushed himself in a place like the city, under the nose of the police.
But if it wasn't for him, why did Boyle bring the two here?
Tang Fang is not a saint, so naturally he cannot fully control the situation. Although he knows that Boyle will deal with him, he does not know the temporary plans of those people before dinner.
The building that Boyle led the two into is a comprehensive recreational club. The name is a bit tacky, called "fallen angel", it has two meanings. First, there are many beautiful angels who are willing to fall. Second, you can rule in just like Satan, and throw away those high hypocrisy and arrogance. Release and embrace freedom.
Entering the front door, six women Morris slaves with good figures and faces stand on both sides of the red carpet.
Even if the guests unscrupulously looked at their half-covered breasts, slender and delicate legs, they would not wrinkle even half the brow.
As Morris slaves, she (they) have long been accustomed to this kind of life, or this kind of fate. Let others bully, let power be a fish, like a poor and pathetic dog.
In the decades since the establishment of the Phoenix Empire, the caste system has penetrated into every corner of society. After generations of brainwashing policies by the rulers, the huge ethnic group of Morris slaves has gradually evolved from being domesticated at the beginning to being civilized now. Part of it will serve the nobles and serve humanity. The "traditional virtue" of loyalty to the empire is regarded as a life creed, even an ideal.
"No wonder the front desk called me. It turned out that Mr. Boyle came here." The elevator door opened, and a hearty voice came out before seeing anyone.
Boyle laughed and said, "Manager Ivan, why have you come down in person? You are all old friends. Just let them entertain me."
"That's how it works. You are a distinguished guest, what if they don't serve well?" Manager Ivan with a small beard walked up to Boyle and said with a smile on his face.
As the manager of an entertainment venue, when regular customers or people of some status come outside, he will naturally come out to socialize. This is the way of business. You must know that Boyle is a big miner with a very strong background background and he can't be careless.
"Huh, who is this little brother?"
"Tang Fang, my partner." Boyle introduced.
"Hello, Mr. Tang." A flash of surprise flashed in Ivan's eyes. Who is Boyle? There are not many people who can be called a partner by him. Anyone who is worth tens of billions of billions can be drawn out at random, and the boy in front of him is only in his twenties, and he can be treated as a partner by Boyle. Not surprising!
Obviously, Ivan does not know what the name "Tang Fang" represents. This stems from "Alkesi"'s strict information control, as well as his embarrassing status because he is not able to get up.
Boyle didn’t want to talk nonsense with him. After introducing Tang Fang’s identity, he changed the conversation: "Brother Ivan, I know you are very busy. Go and receive other guests. I can call a sensible waiter over to greet him. Up."
"Okay, sit down for a while, and I'll arrange the staff." Ivan gave the three of them to the sofa, and he turned and entered the elevator.
After about a few seconds, the elevator door opened again, and Ivan stepped out. It was not the foremen of the groups or the beautiful female secretaries waiting in front, but Boyle's "nephew" Manki.
He knows who "Tang Fang" is, and knows what these two words mean. He is really good at acting.
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In just a few words, a young woman dressed in cool clothes walked over, first introduced her identity to the three Tang Fang, and then led them to the back courtyard from the VIP channel.
According to Boyle's plan, the first program after the meal is naturally a hot spring, soak in a comfortable bath, and then you will have the energy to do other things.
Of course Tang Fang would not reject the merchant's proposal. He wanted to know what the old guy was making.
The courtyard occupies a large area and the decoration style is partial to Japanese style. There is a large pool in the center of the courtyard, and the side courtyards on both sides are divided into multiple sub-areas. Each sub-areas has a separate small pool for guests to choose from.
Boyle ordered the reception lady to arrange a small pool for them. Then, the few people changed their bathing clothes and walked into the steaming hot spring one after another.
Tang Fang soaked the towel, wiped his face, put it on his head, leaned against the stone wall at the edge of the small pool, and exhaled a long suffocating breath. There was no such enjoyment on the Morningstar.
Soaking in the warm spring water, it seems that the pores of the whole body are opened, breathing happily, dancing happily.
From planet 5 to Nami, to Crotan, to Recto, to "Jakartapur", and then to "Babylon." Along the way, he hasn't taken a good rest. If Boyle and others were not watching from behind, it would make him feel unhappy in his heart. Maybe he would really take Claire and Zhou Ai. Alkesi" live longer. Take a few days off.
"Wow..." Suddenly, there was a sound of water in front of him.
Because the surface of the pool was misty and he couldn't see what was on the other side, Tang Fang became alert and sat upright, moving his eyes to the direction of the sound of water.
In the dimness, I saw a smudge of water vapor on the surface of the pool, gradually approaching him.
After three breaths, a strange color flashed across Tang Fang's pupils. He finally saw clearly what the object making the water noise was. It was a person, a woman, a beautiful woman, a naked woman!
The moment he saw her, he thought it was because the receptionist made a mistake and arranged the wrong pool, but he changed his mind. This probability is probably extremely low.
If it is not a work error, there is only one possibility. They are s who serve male guests. From the perspective of appearance and body characteristics, they are female Morris slaves.
"Sir, let me rub your back for you." The girl's voice was sweet.
Tang Fang didn't eat Kleiya tofu less, he had seen Zhou Ai's body, and he had also seen Freya's delicate body. Naturally, I didn't feel embarrassed, and turned around very naturally and turned his back to her.
The girl stepped forward, took the towel from Tang Fang, and carefully rubbed his back. From time to time, use a very professional technique to rub the acupuncture points on the back, with the effect of the hot spring, to achieve the purpose of dredging the meridians and eliminating fatigue.
Master Captain knew very well that these girls not only provide back rubbing and massage services, but guests can do everything they want.
Except for rubbing his back, he didn't ask for any other services. He didn't even take a bite of tofu, just let the girl sit next to him and take a hot spring together.
It’s not that he dislikes these girls. He thinks that they are inferior and unclean. Compared to them, the nobles and officials of the Monya Empire and the Phoenix Empire who only know how to oppress the good are much ugly and ugly. He just I feel that this is not good, because I don't know her, even her name.
Master Captain always thinks that eating tofu without emotional foundation is a hooliganism!
He is not a hooligan, of course, he is not a gentleman, because he has pitted a lot of people and intends to continue.
Tang Lin was also very calm there, but from time to time there were women's exclamations in the corner where Boyle was, and he didn't know what he had done that was infuriating.
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After more than 20 minutes, Tang Fang got up and left the pool, changed his bathrobe and sat in the rest room while drinking tea, while waiting for the two to finish.
Tang Lin came out very quickly, his face was a little red with almost the front and back feet.
The ten-year-old son is naked and soaks in a hot spring with a strange girl, not blushing.
Tang Fang was also a person here, and knew this well.
Boyle struggled for a long time before crawling out of the pool. He looked at the Tang brothers with a little unhappy eyes.
"Brother Tang, you are too far-fetched. Tang Lin is young and thin-skinned. It makes sense to do things procrastinated. I didn't expect you to be so cautious. Is that girl not good-looking? Doesn't it suit your appetite?"
"Let's go, take me to visit the'fallen angel'." Tang Fang did not answer, and poured out the half cup of tea he had not drunk, got up and opened the door of the house and walked outside.
Boyle's eyes lit up, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he fastened his belt as fast as he could, and chased him out quickly.
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"Fallen Angel" has many entertainment projects, such as the private rooms of the spiritual realm system for singing, well-known singers, dance halls, massage areas, amusement halls, flavor restaurants...
Of course, these are relatively formal service items on the periphery, and Boyle will naturally not waste time on them.
After coming out of the small hot spring courtyard, he directly took Tang Fang into the core service area of ​​"Fallen Angel" through the VIP channel.
The lanterns were embellished like fireflies in the embrace of "Acuras", and the stars glowed wildly, shimmering in the sea.
The evening breeze blows into this city that never sleeps with a strong smell of fish, and penetrates into every corner, brushing people's hair and clothes, but it can't dispel the heavy breath of the "fallen angel" in the backyard.
There is no narrow, gloomy service room exuding the smell of inferior perfume like the red light district of the "Jakartapur" star system, and there is no one after another that can't hide the moans of women.
On the contrary, everything is so quiet, with only a touch of light music jumping and dancing behind the alleys of the house.
After getting off the bus, he saw the facade of the "Fallen Angel" at first glance. Tang knew it was very big, but he didn't expect it to be so big. One block full of the "Fallen Angel" site. Then, he understood one thing, here, as long as you have enough money and are willing to spend money, you can really enjoy the emperor's life.
In the center of the backyard area, there is a luxurious Byzantine palace, with silver and red walls, sacred and solemn, and the surrounding spotlights reveal a sense of vicissitudes of history.
The red carpet stretched to the palace gate~EbookFREE.me~ The female Morris slave with silk yarn covering her body knelt on both sides. The lights in the hall were brightly lit, and the gauze curtains of the windows swayed gently, drawing a faint trace on the ground.
The pool in the middle is rippling with hot spring water in jasper color, and the roses are spread like a red carpet. There are beautiful women sitting beside them, and they are not wearing clothes.
Boyle's footsteps are not fast or slow, and the expression on his face is very natural. It is not the first time he has visited such a place.
Tang Fang was rather curious. He couldn't help but look at the surrounding scenery. Before crossing, he was just a hard-working little white-collar worker in a second-tier city. As for Tang Yan, he was more inferior than his original identity. As one of the best in the Monya Empire Unusual soldiers have had this experience for a while.
Therefore, even though he knew that this kind of performance was not in line with the status of the captain of the "Morning Star", he still couldn't help but look around, looking a little bit earthy. ("Take StarCraft with you" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now and click the "+" sign on the upper right to "Add a friend", Search the public account "qra" and follow, hurry up!) (to be continued...)
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