Chapter 205: Emergency in the Jianghu (Ten-thousand-character chapter)

Inside a building near Temple Street, a spectacular fight is currently being staged.

A roar erupts.

A Le rushes forward frantically, carrying a paint bucket and swinging it at Li Luo, but the latter reacts with lightning speed, first taking a small, quick step forward, then using that momentum to lift his long leg and deliver a chopping kick.

"Boom."

Amidst a thunderous sound that makes Liu Shishi's heart race.

The iron paint bucket instantly caves in, the powerful force sending it flying backward at an even greater speed, slamming heavily into the actor playing A Le.

The latter's face flushes red.

His soles scrape rapidly against the floor, and he falls flat on his backside quite cleanly.

Following that momentum.

He rolls onto his back.

He gasps for air, his chest heaving continuously.

The camera ignores this guy and quickly focuses on Uncle Zhi, who has stepped in as a substitute; he struggles to crawl up from a pile of paint buckets and, with a roar, grabs one and throws it with all his might at Li Luo.

The whistling iron bucket is easily dodged by the latter as he bends at the waist.

"Cut."

Donnie Yen calls out, satisfied.

"A Le."

Seeing the guy lying on the ground gasping for air, Ren Dahua, who is watching from the side, walks over with a laugh and pulls him up with effort: "Are you alright? It didn't actually kick you for real."

"Brother Hua, I'm exhausted!"

The actor playing A Le sits up, panting like a bellows: "I'll never believe in those 'three hundred rounds of battle' again. Fighting is truly exhausting; even if you aren't really hitting each other, it's tiring as hell."

As he speaks, he notices Li Luo, who still seems to have energy to spare.

He shuts his mouth, feeling somewhat dejected.

Can't compete.

This guy is truly impossible to compete with.

From the start of the fight until now, nearly half an hour has passed, and this guy is still as vigorous as a dragon or tiger—he's simply a monster of stamina!

"Brother Sheng, get ready."

Filming cannot stop; Donnie Yen, with the help of the crew, straightens his messy wig.

"No problem."

Xia Shaosheng swallows his saliva and stands still in place.

The scene coming up.

It's a good thing he doesn't have to do it himself, otherwise these old bones would definitely end up in the hospital.

Li Luo stands with his hands on his hips, also remaining still; the following scenes need to be connected, and rather than having the floor manager help him remember his position, it's better to stand there for a little while to maintain his state.

The rest of the people do the same.

If there is even one slacker in a team, it easily becomes a pile of loose sand.

But if someone takes the lead and works diligently, they can quickly twist the team into a rope, with everyone striving toward the same goal.

After a slight adjustment, the stalled set quickly begins to operate again.

After A Le is kicked away.

Xia Shaosheng notices the paint bucket that rolled to his feet, hurriedly scoops it up with both hands, and prepares to smash it with force at Li Luo.

"Boom~"

Following a sweeping kick.

The paint bucket is blasted several meters away by Li Luo.

Staring blankly at his empty hands, Xia Shaosheng shifts his gaze to the man in front of him, who is like a mad tiger; the other man's eyes make his heart feel as if it's being gripped by a giant hand.

He licks his lips subconsciously.

He gulps down his saliva.

The camera gives him a big close-up of this bewildered and terrified expression.

After a "Good" sound.

The camera position pulls back, aiming at Li Luo's direction.

"Action!"

After a sharp shout, Li Luo rushes forward with an angry stride, his fingers turning as he reaches out; the air seems to be stirred by him, and with lightning speed, he reaches the back of Xia Shaosheng's head.

He pulls back and presses down, forcing him to bend at the waist.

His palm continues to slide down.

Wrapping around, he instantly clamps onto his neck.

"Cut!"

The action in his hands comes to an abrupt stop.

"Damn!"

After Li Luo lets go, Xia Shaosheng rubs his neck and straightens his back, gasping for air: "Brother Luo, your eyes just now were too ferocious; I almost thought you were really going to kill me!"

"How did you figure out that emotion?"

"Substitution."

Li Luo helps him relax his shoulders.

"Substitution?"

Hearing this, Ren Dahua asks curiously: "How did you substitute?"

Actors with ambition always want to improve themselves.

He also noticed Li Luo's gaze just now; honestly, Ren Dahua feels that when he was that age, he definitely couldn't have produced such a look.

"Hmm."

Looking at Liao Qi Zhi standing to the side, Li Luo says with a smile: "Uncle Zhi told me before, if you want to better express the desired emotion, it's best to combine it with a part of your own experience."

"Have the experience, and magnify some of the points."

"Then you can make people more convinced."

Knowing is one thing, but doing it is an entirely different matter.

Everyone understands the logic.

Ren Dahua spreads his hands, indicating that he didn't get an answer; stop going in circles!

"It's like this."

Li Luo shakes his head and smiles shyly: "Didn't I get beaten up by a few people before? As long as I think about the situation at that time, all kinds of feelings come out!"

Beaten up!

Liu Shishi is full of question marks.

Why does this guy say it so naturally, and his expression is even a bit shy.

Being beaten up seems like a rather embarrassing thing, right?

The others' brains also almost failed to turn the corner; after being stunned for two seconds, they all rolled their eyes at Li Luo—if you want to talk about hitting people, just talk about it, why do you have to emphasize being beaten up!

The expressions of the people around make Liu Shishi feel even more baffled.

She widens her eyes and looks at Hong Tianming.

The latter shrugs and tells the story roughly.

It leaves the woman completely dumbfounded.

Xia Shaosheng, standing to the side, also stops pondering; who the hell could learn that kind of thing!

"OK."

In the time it takes to talk, Donnie Yen walks over in a suit, moving his neck as he says: "The next action is a bit difficult; I'll play with you, Brother Sheng, go take a rest first."

Wearing a wig, he already looks seventy or eighty percent similar from the back.

That is already enough!

For the next action, Xia Shaosheng truly doesn't dare to do it himself; taking a hit like that would probably mean calling an ambulance immediately.

Under the gaze of everyone on set.

Li Luo and Donnie Yen gesture their poses and measure the corresponding distance.

Even if they practiced it just now, they still need to repeat it to get familiar.

"Three steps."

After confirming, Donnie Yen says solemnly: "One step less is acceptable, but one step more is absolutely not; even with the iron fence, I don't want to be thrown onto the concrete railing."

"Is that clear?"

Working in martial arts, you play with dangerous jobs.

But no matter how dangerous, it is built on certain safeguards.

If it weren't for his confidence in Li Luo's skills, Donnie Yen really wouldn't dare to design this action.

"Clear."

Li Luo and the other man bump fists hard.

After interacting for this period, the impression Donnie Yen gives him is that he is very serious about his work and full of passion; as for the behavior of acting like a big shot or being a "drama tyrant" that he heard about in later generations.

Anyway, he didn't experience it himself.

Perhaps after becoming famous, his personality might change.

But for now, Donnie Yen is just a diligent action director.

After all departments are ready, Li Luo continues the posture of clamping Xia Shaosheng, uses his arm to lock Donnie Yen, and prepares for the explosion under everyone's gaze.

"Start."

Ye Weixin stands up and swings his arm down heavily.

This movement.

Is like the firing of a starting gun.

The two people locked together move simultaneously, cooperating as they retreat three steps.

And it is at this moment.

Li Luo's footsteps brake sharply, his arm muscles tensing up.

"Ah~~~"

After the roar, Donnie Yen kicks the ground hard, and as he is lifted, he only feels a sense of flying through the clouds; led by Li Luo, his whole body flips one hundred and eighty degrees forward.

Swinging his hundred-plus-pound body, Li Luo also leans back, following the other man's weight and speed.

This scene is presented before everyone like slow motion.

It is full of the beauty of violence.

"Boom!!!"

A loud noise echoes in everyone's ears, and their hearts stop for an instant.

Both people perform a back flip and fall simultaneously.

Except one is active.

And one is passive.

They flip backward together, slamming heavily into the pile of cardboard boxes next to the railing used to absorb force and create destruction effects; half a meter behind that is the concrete railing.

The cardboard boxes collapse instantly, and the force powder sprinkled on top explodes immediately after.

It looks shockingly destructive.

The two guys who just fell roar and spring up again.

Li Luo endures the pain in his back and swiftly slaps away Donnie Yen's arm, which is swinging wildly.

This guy is worthy of being someone who exercises all year round.

A body full of muscles.

The strength of his resistance is quite sufficient.

However, Li Luo is not inferior at all; in terms of physique and strength, he is not below the other man. The two grapple in the chaotic smoke and dust, and after just a few seconds, he throws and drags Donnie Yen, pressing him fiercely to the ground.

This wild scene makes Liu Shishi's heart rate accelerate crazily.

"Cut."

Ye Weixin calls stop at the right time.

These two people finally stop their movements.

"No problem!"

Donnie Yen blows away the force powder on the ground while gasping for air, raising his hand to indicate he is fine.

That scene just now had to be continuous.

After being dizzy from the fall.

He had to follow up with this series of actions, which really wore him out.

His back hurt terribly.

But as an action director, he had to show a tough side at this time; no matter how much it hurt, he had to endure it.

After high-fiving Li Luo, he gritted his teeth and climbed up.

Being able to press Donnie Yen under him to fight, Li Luo secretly felt smug, but his face remained calm, and he beckoned to Xia Shaosheng: "Brother Sheng, come on, I'll be a bit gentler."

Looking at the helpless Xia Shaosheng, bursts of laughter erupted throughout the set.

After some fumbling.

He walked over and lay down honestly, letting Li Luo lock his neck.

After the action scene, it was time for the drama.

Having been beaten into a state of having no power to parry by three punches and two kicks, Liao Qi Zhi, in a state of anger, excitedly pulled out his service weapon to threaten Ma Jun to stop.

Lowering his raised fist, Li Luo stood up quickly.

He faced his colleague's muzzle angrily.

"I'll shoot you dead!"

Liao Qi Zhi, his face covered in sweat, had a crazed look in his eyes.

Li Luo pursed his lips, not only staring at him fixedly but also spreading his hands.

Indicating that if he had the guts, he should shoot.

The Ma Jun he is playing has a hot temper; otherwise, he wouldn't have beaten a suspect into a vegetable with one punch. Facing provocation, it is not excessive to fight back with an even tougher attitude.

Under Ren Dahua's shout to stop, Liao Qi Zhi finally lowered his gun.

Li Luo threw a punch at him in passing, turned around aggressively, and looked at Ren Dahua angrily: "Are you guys crazy?"

"That person."

Ren Dahua, without a shred of guilt, said in a flat tone:

"Killed our brother."

"That person killed our brother, so you just let him die?" Here, Li Luo changed his acting style, walking toward Ren Dahua step by step: "Are you trying to tell me that the police can just do whatever they want!"

With every step forward, his tone grew heavier.

"We didn't see anything."

A Le rubbed his chest and moved excitedly toward Li Luo: "We only know that you kicked the suspect off the building."

Under the cold, dim light.

The people in the same squad completely triggered an internal conflict.

Except for Ren Dahua and Li Luo.

Everyone had a ferocious look on their face.

Having been witnessed by their future superior as they killed the suspect, they were all mixed with the relief of having avenged a great wrong and the confusion of being afraid of being reported and sent to prison, even wanting to finish Ma Jun off once and for all.

Hearing this, Li Luo turned around quickly.

With a lift of his hand, he controlled A Le, and his arm was clamped tightly on the other man's neck.

At this moment, there was actually one more line of dialogue, but Li Luo felt that not speaking was more appropriate; he held the other man until his face was red, releasing the anger in his eyes to his heart's content.

Sometimes, you need lines to assist in the release of emotion.

And sometimes.

Just a single look is already enough.

On the multi-camera set, the camera locked firmly onto Li Luo's eyes.

"Swish~"

Seeing A Le struggling in pain, Liao Qi Zhi and Xia Shaosheng raised their guns one after another, pointing them at Li Luo's head.

As long as the director doesn't call stop, they have to continue acting.

It is perfectly normal to have some improvisation in a long performance; some actors even get carried away and steal other people's lines.

Xia Shaosheng looked at Ren Dahua, ready to pull the trigger as soon as the order was given.

"Everyone is on the same side!"

Ren Dahua gritted his teeth hard, trying to cool down the situation.

"Did you ever treat me as one of your own?"

Li Luo completely entered the character; he pushed A Le away hard, squinted his eyes, and looked at these daring subordinates one by one, repeating word by word: "Did you ever treat me as one of your own?"

With the blessing of master-level acting and lines, his aura was not weaker than anyone else's.

The long lines were clear and infectious.

Anyone could hear his disappointment.

This made Hong Tianming and Liu Shishi feel quite surprised; they didn't expect Li Luo to be able to fight against Ren Dahua.

"Are you trying to send us all to prison?" After Ren Dahua's explanation failed, his whole state exploded instantly: "Let that bastard go free; you know what is right and what is wrong."

"You are definitely wrong."

Li Luo lifted his chin, his tone resolute.

The sweat on his face added a bit of firmness, and his eyes were as determined as his words.

Arriving here.

His tone slowed down significantly.

Completely reversing his own excitement and Ren Dahua's calmness from just now, the whole picture actually appeared unusually harmonious.

"You beat a suspect into a vegetable, why?"

Ren Dahua was surprised that Li Luo grasped the emotional change so well; he became even more energetic, waving his arms excitedly: "Because you knew he hurt many people, he deserved to die!!!"

"All the police protected you that day!"

"Now you tell me, what is right and what is wrong???"

Under the control of the cameraman.

The main camera slowly pushed toward Li Luo, until even the trembling of his eyelashes could be seen clearly.

Ye Weixin stared fixedly at the screen, pressing his headphones tightly.

On set.

Only heavy breathing could be heard.

After Ren Dahua's words rang out, the firmness in Li Luo's eyes faded quickly like snowflakes meeting the sun, his eyes becoming blank, as if he were recalling something.

Soon his eyeballs rolled, wanting to avoid Ren Dahua's gaze.

Although he quickly met it again.

But at this moment, the firmness from just now was gone.

He slowly turned his neck, looking around at the faces surrounding him.

The light fell on these people.

Half bright.

And the other half, dark.

As Li Luo looked at these people expressionlessly, the light and shadow constantly flowed across his face.

For a moment, it was impossible to distinguish between white and black.

Between right and wrong!

The visual effect presented made Ye Weixin bite his fist in excitement.

Afraid of making a sound and destroying this state of performance.

"There is no turning back from this."

When he met his gaze again, Ren Dahua, who was acting to his heart's content, continued in a deep voice: "Just pretend you don't know anything; I won't hurt you!"

Li Luo's chest, which had been heaving sharply, slowed down completely.

The medium shot captured them all, and everyone fell into silence.

"Good!"

Ye Weixin's shout broke the silence.

"Everyone has worked hard during this time." He walked out from behind the monitor and applauded the crowd: "We will rest for a few days; the specific start time will be notified later. Happy Spring Festival to everyone in advance!"

As soon as these words were spoken, cheers erupted throughout the crew.

Seeing Ren Dahua open his arms, Li Luo quickly exited his performance state and hugged him with a smile.

"Not bad."

Ren Dahua patted his back, smiling and encouraging him: "Young man, you can fight and you can act; you'll have a world of opportunities in the future!"

"Thank you, Brother Hua."

Li Luo laughed and let go: "I hope your words come true."

This was a compliment to his ability to fight and his acting skills.

Of course, he had to be polite.

After greeting others one by one, Li Luo checked the performance just now behind the monitor, then walked toward the changing room temporarily rented by the crew with his backpack.

Being able to have a few days off is, of course, a happy thing.

But he doesn't know what to do.

Nowadays, whether he returns to the capital or stays in Hong Kong, he is alone; during the New Year, everyone stays at home, and even Wang Fei has gone back to accompany her family and children, leaving him feeling a bit idle.

After changing clothes, he prepared to call Wu Yu to leave.

Liu Shishi and Hong Tianming walked over together, the latter raising his arm: "You acted really well just now, but what you did last time made me very unhappy, so tonight's nightclub is on me."

"Are you sure?"

Li Luo bumped his fist, full of question marks.

How long has it been since he was blocked by the media.

Now he's starting to play again; this guy really doesn't take his reputation seriously!

"What's there to be unsure about." Hong Tianming knew what Li Luo was referring to and spread his hands indifferently: "The media can write whatever they want; the pen is in their hands anyway."

Hong Tianming really doesn't care about that kind of thing.

A little thing like what's in his pants.

His family won't care about him either.

No matter how the media reports it, as long as the old man and those uncles are there, he won't have to worry about finding a meal in this circle.

Born with a wealthy life, of course, he plays however he wants.

"He's a party animal."

Liu Shishi, standing to the side, added a sentence.

After adapting for this period, she was already able to face Li Luo calmly, and one couldn't even see any clues.

After all, she is a future leading actress, and her acting skills are absolutely up to par.

"Don't say it so harshly."

Hong Tianming chuckled and waved his hand: "It's settled then; I'll send you the address later. Don't worry, it's a shop my friend just opened, it couldn't be safer, we'll go straight through the VIP channel."

"Reporters won't notice."

"Liu Shishi is coming too."

Seeing Liu Shishi looking somewhat reluctant, he added: "Alright, Chen Haomin won't be coming, OK?"

Hearing this sentence.

Liu Shishi finally nodded in agreement.

She doesn't really care about the other man's background, nor has she thought about clinging to any wealthy family; aside from being playful and fickle, Hong Tianming's personality is actually quite good, and he is very loyal as a friend.

"Alright then."

Li Luo thought for a moment and then agreed.

He's on vacation anyway.

Rather than staying in the hotel watching TV, it's better to go out and enjoy the nightlife.

After agreeing to meet later, the three separated.

"You go first."

Arriving at the stairs, Liu Shishi stopped: "I forgot to take something; just send me the address later."

"Good."

Hong Tianming waved his hand indifferently.

Standing in place for a few seconds, Liu Shishi walked quickly back to the set; the place that was orderly just now had become a mess, with staff coming and going, busy dismantling various sets.

Actors can just pack up and leave.

They still have plenty to do!

At the place where she was sitting just now, she picked up the scarf she had deliberately left behind and walked toward Li Luo, who had already packed his belongings, with a smile: "Hi, I really didn't expect your acting to be so good."

"Your skills are also very good."

"Thank you."

Li Luo zipped up his jacket and swung his car keys: "My skills are good; you should have been able to guess that, right?"

As the keys jingled.

He winked at this Miss Hong Kong second runner-up.

Liu Shishi immediately fell silent and followed Li Luo all the way to the stairs.

Wu Yu, behind them.

Slowed her pace out of habit.

Knowing when to leave space for the boss to talk is a basic skill for an assistant; if she didn't even have this much awareness, she might as well change careers!

"Give the thing back to me."

After moving away from the set, Liu Shishi hummed like a mosquito.

"What?"

Li Luo pretended not to hear and walked down the stairs with long strides.

"The thing, give it back to me!"

Liu Shishi raised her volume a bit.

"What thing."

Li Luo looked blank.

"Don't pretend."

Everyone is an actor, who can fool whom; Liu Shishi saw through the hidden smile in his eyes at a glance and said in Cantonese, chattering away: "My thong, don't tell me you didn't see it."

"Give it back to me, it's very expensive!"

Just now on set, she heard Wu Yu communicating with others.

It was obvious she wasn't familiar with Cantonese.

After speeding up her speech, she wasn't worried at all that the other person would understand anything.

"Oh~"

Li Luo made a sudden realization, smiling and replying: "But I really didn't see any thong; do you remember where you put it?"

"How about this."

He issued an invitation with a sincere expression: "I'm going back to the hotel anyway, why don't you come along."

"Let the two of us look for it properly?"

No matter why the other person came over tonight.

Now that there is an opportunity, he might as well probe again.

He wouldn't lose anything either way.

"Crazy."

Not expecting Li Luo's words to be so direct, Liu Shishi's footsteps almost stumbled; she bit her lip and hurried down the stairs: "I don't care, give it to me at the nightclub later."

In the time it took for two or three steps, her figure disappeared around the corner.

Leaving Li Luo chuckling.

It seems that some things, as expected, won't happen only once.

After taking a refreshing bath, he received a text message from Hong Tianming.

Changing into casual clothes, Li Luo called his little assistant, who also wanted to relax, and the two took a taxi straight to the nightclub.

The place is located in Central.

Just as Hong Tianming said, it has a VIP channel.

Arriving at the underground parking lot, they bypassed the channel guarded by security personnel, took the VIP elevator straight to the interior of the nightclub, and directly avoided the paparazzi who might be lurking at the front entrance.

"What are you looking at?"

In the quiet elevator, Wu Yu adjusted her hair uncomfortably.

Perhaps because it's rare to come out to play.

She not only let down her usual ponytail but also applied a light makeup, showing a completely different look than usual; honestly, it somewhat amazed Li Luo!

It has nothing to do with looks, it's just the feeling of not expecting the other person to have such a side.

"You look quite pretty when you dress up."

Li Luo smiled and gave a very sincere compliment.

Although the little assistant isn't beautiful, she has the water-spirit quality of a Hunan girl; with a little dressing up, saying she looks quite pretty is perfectly fine.

"Thank you, boss."

Hearing the compliment, Wu Yu smiled until her eyes curved like crescent moons.

"Let's go."

With a "ding," Li Luo walked out of the elevator first: "Tonight I am not your boss; just enjoy the vacation."

"Alrighty."

Wu Yu followed happily.

Arriving inside, he reported Hong Tianming's name directly.

Led by the service staff, the two walked straight ahead; the moment they pushed open a thick side door wrapped in soundproof cotton, a huge wave of sound rolled over them.

At that very moment, both of their faces felt numb.

Their hair tips trembled with the sound waves.

Their heart rates accelerated significantly.

This is the nightclub Li Luo is familiar with; the female DJ on stage is wearing a black bikini, and her giant breasts are trembling continuously with the electronic music.

Psychedelic lights move around the nightclub.

Following the rhythmic music, the men and women on the dance floor jump frantically.

Perfume, alcohol, smoke.

Mixed together.

The air seems to be filled with the scent of hormones.

Young bodies on the dance floor collide with each other, and sparks could fly at any moment.

This restless scene made Li Luo and Wu Yu look at each other, and they excitedly followed the service staff through the small booths, walked along the stairs to the second floor, and went straight to the private room area.

The private room is semi-open.

The side facing the dance floor is wide open.

You can fully enjoy the atmosphere of the nightclub, and it counts as having a relatively private small space.

Looking at the surging crowd below.

Honestly.

It also gives a feeling of being superior.

"A Luo."

At the large sofa circle against the wall, Hong Tianming, sitting in the middle, stood up with a laugh and waved his arms heavily at him.

"Pop~"

Their palms hit each other.

Five or six people were already sitting on the sofa, including the woman he saw in Lan Kwai Fong last time who was photographed by paparazzi walking into a hotel with Hong Tianming; she was sitting beside him now.

There were also people he was meeting for the first time.

Li Luo greeted these people with a smile, and when shaking hands with one woman, his eyes blinked rapidly.

He didn't know her name, but he had a strong impression of her.

She had a baby face, but her figure was quite substantial.

She was wearing a small red dress.

Her cleavage was quite amazing.

The other party had collaborated with Simon Yam on a movie called *King of Robbers*, where she played Zhang Ziqiang's wife.

If he remembered correctly.

This woman had also acted in several Category III films.

"Hi."

He bloomed with a brilliant smile and said while shaking hands: "Good evening, I'm Li Luo."

"Hello."

His handsome appearance made the woman sitting on the sofa feel refreshed; she smiled and said: "Call me Yao Leyi. Tianming, when did you meet this handsome guy."

"Why didn't you bring him out to meet us sooner."

"I don't like hearing that."

Hong Tianming leaned over and put a glass of wine over: "I have to punish you with a drink; am I not handsome enough?"

"My friend is a brave detective."

He winked at Li Luo and said with a cheap smile: "He is very shy, and his alcohol tolerance isn't very good; you can't bully him!"

The way he used his eyes.

The meaning was already obvious.

Brother helped you find a girl; whether it works out or not depends on yourself!

The meaning was quite loyal, but when Hong Tianming said Li Luo was very shy, Liu Shishi, sitting next to him, had already rolled her eyes to the sky~

"Hahaha."

Yao Leyi laughed, her soft breasts trembling: "I actually quite like shy little boys, but I've never seen an officer wearing a Patek Philippe; Tianming, there isn't a single honest word in your mouth."

"It would be a ghost if one believed him!"

Liu Shishi pulled Yao Leyi's hand back and immediately told Li Luo's background.

"A She."

This action made Yao Leyi somewhat surprised; she giggled and whispered to Liu Shishi: "He's not your man, why are you so nervous?"

This sentence made the latter angrily scratch her waist.

Despite the roaring electronic music.

It couldn't stop the woman's laughter.

Ignoring these two guys, Hong Tianming welcomed Wu Yu and told her to be casual.

Often, people who play this hard are the ones who are the most tactful.

He wouldn't treat her as nothing just because Wu Yu was only an assistant.

After everyone toasted together, Li Luo took a box of cigars out of Wu Yu's bag to distribute to everyone, then bit the cigar himself and walked to the dance floor side, leaning against the railing to puff out smoke.

The nightclub operator's thinking is truly beyond words.

The circle of VIP private rooms above can overlook the entire dance floor and part of the lobby below.

You can fully enjoy the envious eyes of those people below, and those small, medium, and large breasts jumping around are all taken into view.

Regardless of psychological superiority.

Or visual aspects, you can get an excellent experience.

Scanning the breasts around.

Li Luo puffed out a long, continuous stream of smoke comfortably.

In just a short while, several pretty girls at the small round tables below were waving and throwing flirtatious glances at him, and some even put their arms together and squeezed their soft breasts hard.

It is estimated that if he hooked his finger.

He could easily call up five or six girls.

He bit the cigar again, picked up his wine glass, and walked back, directly ignoring Liu Shishi's eye signals, and sat down next to Hong Tianming to play dice.

Almost everyone on the sofa was puffing clouds and fog.

Things like cigars.

How should one put it.

At first, Li Luo thought this thing was rich people pretending to be cool, but after smoking it for a while, he found that rich people really don't use this thing to pretend; for them, this thing is just a pastime.

Ordinary Cuban cigars aren't that expensive either.

Have a couple of puffs when you're bored.

Smoking for fun.

It's better than smoking cigarettes into the lungs or playing with weed.

Liu Shishi temporarily suppressed her thoughts, shook the dice with Yao Leyi and Wu Yu, and poured glass after glass of cocktails into her mouth.

Seeing them playing happily, Li Luo and the others joined in one after another.

Making the dice rattle.

Amidst bursts of laughter, the cocktails on the table disappeared quickly.

The alcohol turned into a rosy glow.

Spreading rapidly to almost everyone's face.

And it was at this moment that Liu Shishi was attracted by a touch of black; she saw Li Luo stand up boldly and walk straight out of the private room.

And in his pocket.

She didn't know when, but a black string appeared.

Swish.

Liu Shishi's face turned even redder than before.

Bastard.

It was clearly her underwear.

He actually showed it off so boldly; what exactly does he want to do.

Shivering, she spat out a breath of alcohol.

Liu Shishi's mind was at war with itself, falling into an intense ideological struggle; in less than a minute, she picked up the Lafite and gulped it down.

Then, with a "boom," she placed the empty glass heavily on the table.

She stood up with a natural expression and gestured to go to the restroom.

On the second floor.

There is a restroom provided for VIPs.

Compared to the noise outside, it was very quiet inside.

Turning off the faucet, Li Luo picked up the wet towel in the box next to him to wipe his hands and face, dissipating some of the alcohol, and incidentally listening to the crisp sound of high heels approaching rapidly; a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In a flash.

In the mirror in front of him, a pretty girl in a black short skirt appeared.

Her little face was flushed from drinking.

Even the snow-white roundness in the small V-neck of her skirt was tinged with a faint pink.

The footsteps approached rapidly.

Liu Shishi grabbed the black string exposed in Li Luo's pocket without ceremony.

"Hey~"

Dodging quickly, Li Luo threw the towel aside: "What do you want to do?"

"Give it back to me."

Liu Shishi's eyes were watery, and she extended her palm firmly.

"Who can prove that this item is yours." Li Luo hooked out the exquisite thong with his finger and swung it with a smile: "If you ask me, what if it was left behind by another woman?"

Seeing the other person playing with her intimate clothing.

Liu Shishi was so angry she stepped forward to snatch it.

Li Luo laughed and held his hand high behind him, causing the woman in front of him to struggle constantly, relying on her constant jumping, making her high heels click-clack, bumping into him again and again.

Some things, in fact, everyone knows.

Even if this thong is expensive, and the salary given by TVB is low.

Liu Shishi doesn't lack that little bit of money.

All of this is just an excuse; otherwise, how could there be a logical second contact.

Jumping, hopping.

Liu Shishi stopped, panting.

Her fiery gaze stared fixedly at Li Luo's eyes; in her mind, the experience of soaring into the clouds before appeared, as well as the heroic posture the other person showed on set tonight.

Every scene.

Was so full of attraction.

The next moment, their lips and teeth met quickly, their tongues entangled to the extreme.

Putting away the thong efficiently.

Li Luo's five fingers quickly sank into the plump skirt.

"Hmm~"

Just one movement.

Liu Shishi's scorching breath became incomparably long.

Enjoying the taste of the Hong Kong drama queen comfortably, Li Luo still had the energy to let his mind wander; no wonder such a high-end nightclub doesn't set up corresponding service personnel here in the restroom.

The boss here.

Is truly damn sensible!

He is truly sensible, damn it!

"Hmm?"

Discovering that the other party was moving with her, She Shiman, intoxicated by the moment, widened her eyes.

"There's no one inside."

Li Luo smirked and raised an eyebrow toward the men's restroom.

Immediately after.

He pressed on She Shiman's perky buttocks, pulling her closer to him.

"Hiss~"

Feeling his rigid stance, the latter gasped.

She bit her lip again.

She Shiman revealed a charming, alluring smile.

The men's restroom door was pushed open quickly, and the two darted inside swiftly; after a soft sound, the stall closest to the corner was locked tight.

Resting her hands on the toilet tank.

The woman hurriedly turned her head back.

The urgency in her eyes could not be more obvious.

"Hmm?"

Li Luo hooked the black strap on her fair skin high up; as his fingers released, it snapped against her perky buttocks with a 'pop', splashing a tiny ripple of flesh.

"You're annoying."

She Shiman twisted her waist and coquettishly scolded: "Can't I have a second one?"

"Hurry up~~~"

When a Hong Kong girl acts spoiled, it is also quite deadly.

At least Li Luo felt right now that the veins on his forehead were throbbing straight.

In just a few moments of effort.

He revealed his golden mace for the battlefield.

"Hmm~~~"

A sound like a cat's meow quietly rose inside the restroom.

This movement.

Carried endless satisfaction.

The exhaust fan on the wall whirred.

One beat after another.

Emitting a faint sound.

Carrying the neon lights of the city outside, it flickered rapidly on the tiles.

After just a few minutes, Li Luo's movements suddenly stopped, and he quickly covered She Shiman's mouth.

Inside the originally silent restroom.

Messy footsteps and the crisp clicking of high heels suddenly appeared.

This movement.

Scared She Shiman until her tailbone felt a wave of soreness.

Goosebumps rose on her lower back like ripples.

Li Luo tilted his head to listen to the suddenly appearing sounds; those footsteps headed straight for the stall next to him, followed immediately by the same door-closing sound and rapid breathing.

He and She Shiman exchanged a glance, both of them struggling to hold back their laughter.

"Damn it."

After just over ten seconds, a low, exasperated curse sounded from behind the wall.

"What's wrong?"

The woman's delicate voice followed immediately after.

"Didn't bring a bag."

The man's tone carried extreme unwillingness.

"Then what should we do?"

The woman was also deeply disappointed.

These few short sentences made She Shiman tighten up wave after wave.

Li Luo cried out that he couldn't take it.

"Knock knock~"

Less than two seconds of silence later, the restroom partition wall was suddenly knocked upon.

This movement.

Scared She Shiman into a full-body shiver.

As a chain reaction.

Li Luo's pupils also contracted violently from being squeezed.

"Friend?"

The knocking stopped, and the man's voice rose: "Don't pretend, I heard everything just now; do you have any extra bags? Emergency help!!!"

"My size won't fit you."

After a moment of hesitation, Li Luo replied to him.

It was deathly silent again.

"Li Luo?"

The man's tone was quite pleasantly surprised, and he knocked quickly again: "Quick, quick, quick, don't underestimate your brother Tianming!"

When he spoke just now.

He could tell it was the voice of Hong Tianming and his female companion on the other side.

This was also the reason She Shiman was so nervous; she never expected Li Luo would actually take the initiative to respond, and she immediately glared back fiercely, even though the wateriness in her eyes was coming even faster!