Little Seven’s shadow bodyguard is outside the billiard hall, and looks very helpless.
Looking at the time, it is already nine o’clock in the evening, but I haven’t seen my lady yet. I came out from the inside. You know, this place is full of fish and dragons, and social relations are extremely complicated.
Thinking of this, Cheng Hui could only break in with a scalp, claiming to be the parent of Little Seven, and the curator was a little bit embarrassed. After all, if other gangsters, he directly sent, but this is the little girl’s parent.
Therefore, the curator can only point to the private room where the two are located.
After Cheng Hui’s listening, her face was black, and she walked over angrily, kicking the door of the private room with one foot, and seeing the scene inside, the whole person was embarrassed.
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