Chapter 170

The woman on the left, hearing this, took the lead and said with a smile: "Hello, sir, isn't this the massage technician you ordered?"

Chen Daojun, hearing this, had a flash of light in his eyes.

He was very sure that he had never ordered any so-called massage service.

But combined with the fact that these two women were pretending very well, there was still a faint, weak murderous aura that leaked out inadvertently.

He quickly understood their true purpose.

It looks like someone wants his life again.

Who is it this time?

Kim Tan, Cui Dongxu, Yin Canrong, or his good older brother Chen Xingjun?

But it doesn't matter.

No matter how many assassins there are, they are just sending food to him.

He can transform into his devil form at any time.

Let alone mere assassins, even sniper rifles, cannons, and missiles couldn't blow him up.

Unless he was hit by a cluster of missiles, with dozens or hundreds exploding on his head at once, in that case, it could indeed blow him to smithereens.

But as long as one drop of flesh and blood remained.

He could be reborn from a drop of blood.

It would just take a bit more time.

Plus, as a member of a chaebol family, he was already in an invincible position.

Who would dare to bomb him?

At most, they could only find some assassins, mercenaries, or gang thugs to cause him trouble.

He didn't feel any fear or terror at all.

On the contrary, seeing these two big and small beauties, a hint of playfulness and cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Since they've come, don't leave!

"Oh oh, I ordered it, how come you arrived so quickly?"

"Come in quickly, I've always wanted to try your massage service package! I heard this is a specialty of your club."

Chen Daojun looked surprised and impatient.

In South Korea, this kind of gray entertainment industry is actually semi-public and semi-legal. For example, there is a street in Hancheng called Itaewon, which is full of various bath centers, nightclubs, and bars.

There are also various secret private clubs.

Inside, they are full of various beautiful female "waitresses."

Even stars, they can "seven zero seven" get for you.

The energy is especially great.

In his past life, he heard that many South Korean female stars who looked glamorous on the surface could only accompany chaebols and powerful people to drink and sleep after losing their halo in private, and even had to be forced to receive different guests.

In South Korea, these stars are just true actors and playthings!

Chen Daojun thought about which of these two women would make a move first later.

While inviting them into the room.

The pure and cute young girl deliberately lagged behind to lock the door.

And Chen Daojun took a fancy to the mature woman walking in front at a glance.

She was wearing professional attire, stepping on high heels, and wearing gold-rimless glasses. She wasn't young, looking to be in her thirties, but whether it was her skin or her figure, they were top-notch. Her every smile was full of womanliness, and the mature aura she radiated invisibly was very alluring.

Just like a high school English teacher.

The woman that students most longed for and liked during their school days!

Sometimes, naive girls are very beautiful.

But often, mature women have the most charm.

He walked to the sofa in the living room.

Waved his hand.

Signaling for this woman to come over.

The woman didn't show any stage fright at all, instead walking with a bewitching cat-walk, holding a small box for the club's special massage and ear-picking tools in her hand.

Slowly walking toward Chen Daojun.

What was even more amazing was that she came to Chen Daojun's side, slowly squatted down, and parted her red lips slightly.

"Guest, which project do you want to do first?"

"Is it massage, or a double package, and my colleague and I will arrange it for you together?"

Her voice was soft, charming, and pleasant, just like someone scratching an itch in your heart.

"What is your name?"

He lifted the woman's chin, his gaze carrying a hint of frivolity.

The woman's beautiful eyes were still charming and moving, with a look of wanting to refuse but welcoming, "My name is, Fu... Senior Fushun."

"Senior Fushun? That's a good name."

Chen Daojun brought his head close to her fair and slender neck.

There was a very pleasant fragrance.

They say you can know a woman by her scent.

A woman with a fragrance on her body can always fascinate men.

Chen Daojun's frivolous posture.

Made the woman's pretty face instantly rise with two blushes.

This was a physical instinctual reaction.

Her little hands were tightly clutching the hem of her clothes.

Creating a professional appearance of being shy but having to endure the shyness.

And Chen Daojun was pushing his luck.

Pulling her into his arms.

Letting her sit on his lap.

"Sir... please, please don't be like this... we are professional massage therapists, not, not that kind of woman... I beg you..."

The woman's originally charming voice carried panic.

This acting could be said to have reached the extreme.

She could even win a Best Actress award.