Reborn Villain's Creed

Mo Wan looked at the male model lying on the ground, speechless from the pain, raised the curtain and looked at Nia lying on the sofa and said, "You will regret this."

Chris Nia said indifferently: "Third Young Madam, take off your clothes."

Mo Wan looked at the gunmen in the room and raised his hand to unbutton his shirt.

There is only one button on the coat, and it only takes a moment to unbutton it.

Mo Wan slowed down, unbuttoned his clothes, grabbed the corners of his clothes and took them off while calculating the distance between himself and Nia.

She couldn't deal with so many gunmen at the same time. Only by attacking directly could she reverse the situation.

But Nia is surrounded by Wu Ge and others, and he himself has also gone through many ups and downs. In addition, the distance between them makes the chance of success not very high.

Mo Wan looked at Chris Nia, puffing away on the sofa, smoking a cigar. He tugged at the corner of his coat with his left hand, clutching the sleeve with his right hand as he took it off. The odds weren't great, but he still had to give it a try!

"Boss, I found the male model with cat ears!"

When Mo Wan was about to take action, the door of the box was pushed open again.

Xiao Da happily brought people in. Seeing that the boss seemed unhappy, he quickly explained: "Boss, he is quite popular. It took me some time to find him from another box."

Mo Wan frowned when he heard Xiaoda's words, thinking that there would be another loss of blood.

Mo Wan looked at the male model who came in, ready to tell Nia that it wasn't him, but he forgot about it in the blink of an eye after seeing him.

The male model was wearing a black suit and white shirt that looked like they were tailor-made. The straight trousers made his legs look unusually slender, and two black belts could be vaguely seen in his open suit jacket.

I don't know if the belt is to hold the shirt in place or just for decoration, but it makes his muscular chest muscles particularly obvious, which is both abstinent and seductive.

With his overflowing hormones, tall height, long legs, broad shoulders and narrow waist, coupled with his cool and handsome face, he really has the potential to be a male model.

No wonder it's so popular.

Chris Nia looked at the male model and asked the girl, "Is it him?"

Mo Wan was staring at the black cat ear decoration on the male model's head in a daze.

When she heard Nia's words, she hesitated, looked at Zhan Chengfeng's dark face again, and said with a tingling scalp: "Yes."

Not only did my scalp tingle, but my heart also started beating wildly.

Maybe it was because she was caught hanging out in a bar and got into big trouble, so someone had to become a male model to save her.

Mo Wanxian felt his tongue was a little numb, and he didn't know whether he should look at Zhan Chengfeng.

She wanted to see, but was afraid of being killed by his eyes.

Zhan Chengfeng glanced at the guilty girl and said to the person on the sofa, "Mr. Chris, what's the matter with you calling me here?"

Chris Nia looked at him, then at the blushing girl. He didn't know what he was thinking, but said with interest, "It seems that she just ordered you."

Mo Wan was curious about how he believed it so firmly.

Does he think that he can afford the price, or does he think that Zhan Chengfeng has the talent to be a male model?

But no matter what, it's good that he believed it.

Chris Nia sat up. "Xiao Wu, I think he's more suitable than you."

Suitable, suitable for what?

Brother Wu didn't react.

Chris Nia said decisively: "Then male model, come here."

Zhan Chengfeng looked at the person who spoke and walked towards him.

Wait until he stands still.

Chris Nia said to the girl, "Don't just stand there, keep taking off your clothes. Don't you like him? There are a few more people here, but that's what you want."

As she wished?

What do you mean?

Sleep with Zhan Chengfeng?

Which bastard genius came up with this?

Mo Wan was shocked, but not very anxious.

When there is someone who is more anxious than her, the matter is offset.

Mo Wan glanced at Zhan Chengfeng, wondering when he would take action.

No one could put on the furry ears on his head except himself.

If that's the case, then he must have come prepared.

Wu Wentao didn't understand or agree, and said, "Brother, why did you change the male model?"

It was supposed to be compensation for him, how come it disappeared in the blink of an eye?

Chris Nia said, "She's from the Ma family. If you show up, it'll probably cause me some unnecessary trouble. This male model is perfect. I can send the stuff to Ma Weijun later. It'll save me a lot of trouble. With this handsome man and beautiful woman, the film might even sell for some money."

Mo Wan: ...

For a man who sells arms, is he too calculating?

There's no need to earn even this little bit of money, right?!

Chris Nia looked at the girl who was stalling for time and gestured to the male models and women behind her. "I have ten more minutes of patience. If you don't finish, none of you will leave here!"

When Mo Wan heard this, his heart tightened slightly.

She knew exactly who Nia was.

Now is his normal time. Once he goes crazy without taking the medicine, even if Butcher himself comes, he will kill the person with a few shots before the other person can speak.

Mo Wan didn't hesitate any longer and took off his coat and threw it aside while thinking about his next step.

It's autumn now, and she is wearing a suit with only a vest under her coat.

She came out of the Ma family today, wearing the high-end suit dress they equipped her with. Because it was short-sleeved and it was autumn, she asked for a small jacket.

If she continued to take them off, she was afraid that she would have to clean up more people than those killed by Nia.

Mo Wan glanced at the male models and ladies who were kneeling on the ground, looking terrified and anxious for her to move faster.

Do they really think that if they sacrifice her, they can all survive?

Even if Chris Nia let them go, she would never let them see tomorrow's sun!

Mo Wan lowered his eyes and glanced at Zhan Chengfeng who was also looking at him.

Just looking at him, without any hint.

He should know what she is, so she lets him make his own choice.

The choice is to deal with Nia now, or she can deal with everyone in the box later.

The young master of Hongmen is kind enough not to harm others, but don't expect her to make sacrifices for the lives of these people.

Zhan Chengfeng saw the girl who really took off her clothes for these people. After meeting her gaze, he realized that this was all she could do.

The first step to lure the enemy.

It seems that in principle, she still does not want to implicate these innocent people.

It's already a rare change.

When she grabbed the hem of her clothes and was about to continue taking them off, Zhan Chengfeng grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, and said to Chris Nia meaningfully: "Ten minutes may not be enough."

Chris Nia leaned back on the sofa, smoking a cigar, and said to his men, "If it's exciting enough, it'll just attract a few more viewers, right? Haha."

His men also laughed: "Yeah, we don't mind watching it for a while."

"Ten minutes isn't very long, but it's not short either. Is that an exaggeration?"

"I think it's possible. People in their line of work work non-stop day and night, so their bodies must have been hollowed out long ago."

"It's not dead muscle, is it?"

"Boss, if he has premature ejaculation, can you take my place?"

Listen to what they say.

Mo Wan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, suddenly not wanting it to end so soon.

Who would dare to speak to Zhan Chengfeng like that? It's really—really—disgraceful, hahahaha!

If it weren't for the situation, she really wanted to look up and see his expression.

Zhan Chengfeng felt her shoulders shaking under his arm, and he picked up the person who was trying hard to hold back her laughter.

He held it with one hand.

Mo Wan suddenly flew into the air and shouted unexpectedly.

Zhan Chengfeng picked her up by the waist with one hand, grabbed one of her thighs and pulled her up. He glanced at the positions of several bodyguards and the cameras flashing red lights, then carried her to the high table next to him.

This simple move of his made hormones overflow and sexual tension was high.

The male model, who was afraid of losing his life, was stunned, and the ladies were drooling.

When did this top-notch male model come into being? How come they had no idea about it?

Amidst their gasps and whispers of surprise.

Mo Wan reacted and subconsciously hugged Zhan Chengfeng's neck as usual, and clamped her legs around his strong waist.

But I don’t know if it was because they called me or for some other reason, but I felt inexplicably nervous.

It shouldn't be.

In the past, when I encountered danger, my bodyguards would either hold me in their arms or carry me on their backs to evacuate.

Sometimes, when the situation is urgent, they will pull themselves out of bed or even the bathroom. What's there to be nervous about?

Is it because Nia is too dangerous that makes her so uneasy?

Mo Wan buried her head in Zhan Chengfeng's neck, looking at Chris Nia who was enjoying the scene on the sofa, thinking that he was indeed a pervert.

Zhan Chengfeng pressed her down on the table and leaned over to whisper in her ear: "The gun is in the left holster."

The hot breath sprayed on the ear, seeming to burn the delicate skin there, and the breath while speaking vibrated the hair, making it surprisingly itchy.

It's not just an ordinary itch, it's like ants gnawing at the bottom of your heart, an itch that you can't touch or scratch.

Mo Wan felt uncomfortable all over and didn't know what was wrong.

I didn't wake up until he bit me.

Mo Wan glanced at Chris Nia, Wu Ge and others who were staring at them. When Zhan Chengfeng hugged her tightly, she pulled back her hands from his neck and unbuttoned his shirt.

Maybe the air conditioning in the box is too strong.

The cold fingertips were not used to the scorching heat of his body.

Mo Wan's hands were shaking, and he took some time to unbutton two buttons before he slid his fingers down pretentiously and reached under his left armpit.

This black shoulder strap is not used to fix clothes or for bondage, it is a holster for the chest.

Mo Wan touched the holster but didn't rush to take the gun.

To avenge him for biting her just now.

Mo Wan stretched his hand backwards, pinched a piece of flesh at the least part of his back, and twisted it with force.

Zhan Chengfeng groaned in pain and tightened his grip on her waist.

The two of them were burning with passion, wild and lustful. Everyone in the room stretched their necks and watched with great interest, but suddenly the male model was shocked, which spoiled the fun a bit.

Wu Wentao said with a hint of gloating, "It's only just begun, wouldn't he confess already?"

The other guys shouted, "Hey, can you do it? If not, get out of here. There are plenty of substitutes here."

"That shouldn't be the case, right? We haven't even gotten to the point yet. I guess he's just nervous because there are so many people."

"Whether it is or not, let's keep looking at it. At least this face is photogenic."

"If he can really last ten minutes, and with some editing, he would be able to carve out a niche in the adult film industry."

Chris Nia bit his cigar and waved. "Go over there and take some close-up shots."

While they were criticizing him, Zhan Chengfeng pinched the girl's chin and lifted it up, looking into her clear eyes.

Mo Wan met Zhan Chengfeng's deep gaze, which was full of warning and danger, and then stopped.

When Nia's men came over with cameras.

Zhan Chengfeng picked up the person who was about to slide off the table.

at the same time.

Mo Wan hooked his finger, opened the buckle under the cover of his suit jacket, and grasped the pistol in the holster that was stained with his body temperature.

When the girl finally got the gun, Zhan Chengfeng whispered to her, "I want to be saved alive."

With these words.

Zhan Chengfeng grabbed the girl's waist with one hand, held her up, knocked over the table, and pressed the switch behind her.

"Snap".

The moment the lights in the box went out, two sharp gunshots were heard.

-

Outside a private room in the bar.

A young male model wearing a deep V-neck grabbed a handsome customer and shouted furiously, "Don't leave! Who are you? You can rob people and their money, but why are you robbing my ears?"

Xiao Yao wanted to push him away and chase after his superior, but the male model was like an octopus. Every time he struggled to free one hand, the other was grabbed. After he finally freed both hands, he pounced on him again and strangled his neck.

Xiao Yao, who was almost suffocated, threw him off and said as he took out his wallet: "I'll compensate you, compensate you!"

The young male model was very angry. "I don't want your money, I just want my ears!"

Seeing his persistence, Xiao Yao put his wallet in his pocket and walked inside.

The male model chased after him and grabbed him again. "He ran away, you want to run away too? I'm telling you, no one can leave here until you return my things!"

He then shouted outside, "Angkor Angkor...!"

When the other guests looked over, Xiao Yao covered his mouth with his hand. "Stop shouting! I'll take you to find the person who took your things."

As he said this, he dragged him in the direction where the commander disappeared.

Xiao Yao searched two aisles in a row but found nothing unusual.

Finally, Zhang Yanpo told him the room number.

Xiao Yao said wait and ran over to find him.

The young male model saw him walking around in circles among the rows of boxes and couldn't help but ask, "Where is he? I'll take you there!"

These people are really weird.

Xiao Yao didn't care what the little male model thought at this moment.

Under his leadership.

Xiao Yao successfully reunited with Zhang Yanpo.

Zhang Yanpo was standing outside the door of a VIP room. He saw Xiao Yao approaching and said, "The commander has been in there for a while. His headset is off, so I don't know what's going on inside now."

Seeing their cautious expressions, the young male model looked at the room number and said, "Let's go in and see what's going on."

He said as he was about to push the door.

Xiao Yao stopped him and took him aside. "Just wait here and I'll return your ears to you!"

Zhang Yanpo looked at the little male model with red lips and white teeth, then looked at Xiao Yao, and said warily: "I didn't expect you to like this."

Xiao Yao was in the middle of contacting Bai Yu. When he heard Zhang Yanpo's words, he paused for a moment before saying, "Damn it. Open your eyes and take a good look. He was ordered by the young master."

This, upon closer inspection, is indeed true.

Zhang Yanpo asked in confusion, "Why did you bring him here?"

Xiao Yao told Bai Yu the room number, his brow furrowed. "Someone stole his things and is pestering us to return them."

The young male model leaned against the wall, crossed his arms, raised his chin and said, "Shouldn't it be like this?"

Yes, of course it should.

What Zhang Yanpo was curious about was what his superior had robbed him of, causing him to abandon his clients and come here to beg for it.

When Zhang Yanpo was thinking about these things.

Bai Yu and Liang Chengjian are here.

Everyone is here.

Liang Chengjian spotted the male model next to him and said to him, "Go knock on the door."