The old guys had limited physical strength, and after just two games, Mr. Wang and the other two managers asked the girls to accompany them to the lounge to drink tea.
I was busy serving tea when I suddenly heard a loud noise, accompanied by Mr. Wang's roar: "Xiao Lin! What kind of sister are you looking for? What kind of thing is this?"
There was a girl lying on the ground, covering her face and crying so hard that her whole body was shaking. The other one was holding her up, also shaking.
I quickly asked the waiter to take the injured girl out, and politely asked: "The little girl has no strength in her hands. Can I go find a technician here for you?"
"What technician should I hire? A bunch of dead old ladies! It's just you!" He squeezed my leg hard: "Come and press Brother Wang, I don't treat you badly!"
I pressed his back, and he narrowed his eyes comfortably, while overflowing with words of praise: "Xiao Lin's hands are really good at touching men, aren't they virgins?"
I smiled and said nothing.
He suddenly turned sideways and took my hand.
I froze: "Mr. Wang?"
At this moment, the two men lying on the massage table also stood up, and one of them walked over to block the door.
Someone tied my hands behind me, and Mr. Wang sat up from the massage table with a smile: "I've wanted to fuck you for a long time! Damn it, I just collect money and don't do anything all day long!"
I laughed along and said, "What a big deal! That's no problem! It's my honor, but I'm like this..." I debated and asked, "How can I serve you? Just relax, huh?"
The man behind me let go and pushed me onto the massage table.
I climbed down quickly, and the man behind me immediately came to catch me.
I quickly ran out along the massage table, but Wang grabbed my hair.
I didn't care much and subconsciously pounded it with my hands. Suddenly I heard the man named Wang roar, and then his huge body collapsed onto the massage bed, which made the massage bed tremble wildly and shook me to the ground.
I watched the two men go to help him, and I felt a little nervous: Where are they?
Forget it, I won’t stop doing it if I don’t do it! I climbed two steps on my hands and knees, stood up and rushed out of the door!
There were footsteps behind me, and I ran downstairs with all my strength. When I reached the second floor, I found that the escalator leading to the first floor was closed, saying it was for maintenance!
So I could only keep my head down and bump around on the second floor. I bumped into a billiard ball, and the footsteps seemed to disappear.
I turned my head and looked back, and found that the two people chasing me were standing not far away, discussing and walking past.
There were only three people in the billiard hall, one of whom was sitting in the corner. The backlight made it too dark to see clearly.
There were two others playing billiards. They looked to be in their twenties. Now they were looking towards me. One of them was wearing a blue shirt and smiled at me.
Obviously these two have a lot of background, otherwise they would not suddenly slow down.
I quickly judged this, ran towards the ball table, grabbed the blue shirt's arm, and hid behind him.
The young man reacted very quickly and immediately opened his arms.
Sure enough, the two chasing me turned back immediately. Although they were unwilling to do so, they did not stop going back.
I tugged at the scattered clothes and watched the two people disappear without a trace. Only then did I dare to come out from behind him and say, "Thank you, little brother."
The man in the blue shirt leaned on the billiard cue, tilted his head, and looked at me from three directions: "What happened?"
How dare I tell the truth: "It's nothing, thank you, I'll leave now."
"Don't go, don't go." He put his arm around my shoulders and asked, "Do you know how to play billiards?"
"Know a little." Liang Medong taught me when I was a child.
