On this day, Zhang Xiaotian got up as usual and made himself a cup of coffee. In the past, Xue Ruyi, whom he trusted most, would prepare all this early. Not to mention, Xue Ruyi's coffee making skills were several times better than Zhang Xiaotian's own. .
Xue Ruyi's decisive withdrawal from the club can be said to be a huge loss for Junlin Tianxia Club and a huge loss for Zhang Xiaotian. It seems that the departure of a confidant, a life secretary, and the chairman of a club will not have much impact. This is not the case. The influence is gradually increasing, and even Zhang Xiaotian has some doubts about whether it is really worth sacrificing anyone in exchange for the club's constant influence and status.
Xue Ruyi opposed the alliance with the Holy Hand Hall over and over again and again, but was finally suppressed by Zhang Xiaotian's insistence on vetoing it, even saying that he could sacrifice anyone. From that moment on, Xue Ruyi had already begun to give up, not so much because of his disappointment with the club. It would be better to say that he was disappointed with Zhang Xiaotian.
As for the incident between Tan Wenjie and the weak chicken, it seems that the victim is Qin Shou himself, but Zhang Xiaotian has no way of knowing whether Xue Ruyi was involved in the end. Only by catching the weak chicken for interrogation will the truth come to light!
Zhang Xiaotian was sipping the coffee he made, his thoughts were a little high, analyzing the pros and cons, the current situation and his own future. I don’t know why, but the coffee in my cup today is particularly fragrant. Is it because of my mood? Or because I figured something out.
What's interesting is that after Zhang Xiaotian drank one cup, he wanted to have another one. His mouth was filled with saliva, but his body became warmer and warmer as he drank. At first Zhang Xiaotian didn't feel anything strange, but by the end of the morning he had drank nearly 10 cups of coffee, and his body was so hot that he couldn't cover it with any clothes. His old face was red, and his body was red and steaming, and he felt like boiling magma. Flowing endlessly in the body.
"Clang..." The sound of throwing pots and bowls came from downstairs, followed by a weird sound of masturbation, "What's going on?" Zhang Xiaotian unconsciously shouted downstairs, but there was no reaction from downstairs. It was the weird masturbating sound that became louder and longer.
Zhang Xiaotian endured the last trace of clarity, put on a nightgown and walked downstairs. He wanted to see where this weird sound came from.
Zhang Xiaotian lives in the club’s clubhouse, Tianyahai Pavilion. This is the largest clubhouse in the three major cities and covers an area of several thousand square meters. Daily offices are placed on the first and second floors of the clubhouse. The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors are Zhang Xiaotian’s private domain, unless there are special circumstances. Otherwise, they are not eligible to enter higher floors.
Of course, the first and second floors underground also belong to Zhang Xiaotian, but they are usually the place where servants work and live. On weekdays, if there is no important meeting in Tianya Haige or Zhang Xiaotian's summons, ordinary members will not be allowed to enter the club without permission.
Therefore, if there is nothing important today, it is impossible for members to discuss club matters downstairs, so Zhang Xiaotian and a group of servants will be the only ones in Tianyahai Pavilion.
But that strange masturbation is clearly caused by some indescribable thing.
Who is so bold and shameless in his Zhang Xiaotian territory? The more curious Zhang Xiaotian became, the more anxious he became. He hurriedly ran downstairs along the escalator. When he reached the first floor, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
The scene was in a mess, spreading from the first floor to the underground floor, and the chaos turned into a pot of porridge. Even though Zhang Xiaotian was well-informed, he was deeply shocked by what he saw.
When these servants saw Zhang Xiaotian, no one had any intention of stopping. They were all busy with their own operations. Their eyes had long lost the clear and rational look of human beings. All that was left were the red eyes like beasts, and even the breath they exhaled All are white.
Zhang Xiaotian was about to roar loudly, but at the moment of his excitement, the hot torrent in his body overwhelmed his reason. The picture in front of him became beautiful and harmonious, and his impulse controlled his body.
Zhang Xiaotian didn't know how long this catharsis lasted, until he collapsed as if exhausted. He felt like something was pounced on him again. His whole body was sore and unable to struggle, and he could only be at the mercy of the black shadow. Poor him. A handful of bones swayed like a kite in the storm.
"Uncle! Uncle!..." Zhang Xiaotian vaguely heard someone calling his name. It seemed to be his cheap nephew Tan Wenjie. His eyelids were heavy, and it took him a long time to open them. A bright light made him cry. Can't help but flow out.
However, his half-squinted eyes began to slowly adapt to the light, and his nose smelled a foul smell, just like the smell that lingered in the air for several days after a night of promiscuity. It was sour and disgusting.
"I...what's wrong with me?...Where am I?" Zhang Xiaotian asked slowly, and he finally saw Tan Wenjie's face clearly.
"Uncle, let's talk after we leave here. This smell... makes me faint!" Tan Wenjie didn't care whether Zhang Xiaotian answered or not, picked him up and dragged him upstairs until he was dragged to the large terrace on the fifth floor. Tan Wenjie was panting. Just stop.
"Uncle, why are you... why are you getting along with the servants? And..." Tan Wenjie originally wanted to talk about vegetables, meat, etc. How hungry, thirsty and perverted would he be to do such an incredible thing? , he never expected that his uncle, the president of the Tangtang Junlin Tianxia Club, would have such a nasty and perverted side, which completely refreshed his understanding of Zhang Xiaotian.
"Servant?...What nonsense are you talking about...How could I..." Although Zhang Xiaotian was weak at the moment, he was very concerned about his reputation. The anger in his heart was about to rise, but the confused scene in his head seemed to tell him , he did indeed do some indescribable things. The key is that his lower body seemed to have been severely injured and destroyed to some extent, and the swelling and pain permeated the entire body.
"Xiaojie, tell me what you saw!" Zhang Xiaotian couldn't face the vague memories in his head. He instinctively held Tan Wenjie's hand tightly, eager to get the answer from the other party, the real answer.
"Um...it's actually nothing, just a little dirty!" Tan Wenjie couldn't find the appropriate words to comment.
"Dirty?... This matter... must not reveal a word!" Zhang Xiaotian's expression became ferocious. This was both a threat and a warning!
"Uncle, don't worry, I will never reveal this to anyone!" Tan Wenjie shuddered. Zhang Xiaotian was a man of great dignity. If he revealed even a single word, he would probably lose his skin even if he died.
"But uncle, what exactly is this..." Tan Wenjie wanted to ask whether this is your special hobby or if there is another hidden reason.
"I'm afraid he was drugged..." Zhang Xiaotian slowly said his guess, coffee? Or those croissants? Zhang Xiaotian is not sure yet.
