Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

For example, who is prettier between the two of them?

How should Song Yang answer this question, especially when facing two women with bloodshot eyes?

If I say anything reckless, they'll probably pounce on me and devour me alive.

So he had no other choice but to drink.

There were many other problems like these, such as leg problems, waist problems, and tongue problems, which kept Song Yang drinking endlessly.

Fortunately, he had drawn a passive skill that allowed him to drink without getting drunk before he came. Otherwise, even with his originally decent alcohol tolerance, he would have been forced to drink until he was unconscious by the two of them, and he would not have been able to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As the saying goes, "A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit."

However, Qin Yumo and Hu Yifei clearly did not learn their lesson from the bad experience they had suffered from drinking.

Chapter 64: Richard has finally arrived!

Time passes.

It was already the next morning.

Song Yang managed to extricate himself from the room.

Yesterday, he went to great lengths to calm down two women who were drunk and acting out.

The intense competition between the two, especially their head-to-head duel, was something Song Yang thoroughly enjoyed—no, it was more like he was suffering terribly.

After all, it's difficult to fight against everyone, and it's really not easy to treat everyone equally.

Especially towards the end, they faced an attack from two people, with various pincer attacks coming one after another.

Fortunately, Song Yang possessed an indestructible body, and with a combination of offense and defense, he finally managed to subdue the two women who had gone mad from alcohol.

The hardships and struggles involved are too numerous to describe in 30,000 words.

After a brief moment of recollection, Song Yang turned and went to the bathroom, summoning the system in a cheerful mood:

Total number of draws: 10.

"Shall we hold a lottery?"

“Draw Zou Yu.”

After a moment's hesitation, Song Yang responded.

"The lottery was successful!"

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained the following item: Office Lady Outfit *1 (Uniform allure, you know what I mean!)"

Song Yang:

It's no surprise.

253 "Congratulations, host, you have acquired the skill: Marksmanship Mastery (Passive) (Gun in hand, follow me... oops!)"

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained the following item: Glock*1 (America's designated nemesis for Nigo. Remember, the black dragon is not a dragon!)"

"..."

Upon seeing the last item drawn, Song Yang was speechless with shock.

Logically speaking, even if the prize won from a lottery obtained from Zou Yu, who is a lawyer, is not related to him, it shouldn't involve something that is prohibited in China.

No, strictly speaking, it is related to Zou Yu.

If it's illegal, then it involves lawyers.

"Consider claiming the reward?"

"extract."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yang's marksmanship became so refined that he couldn't resist the urge to shoot. He had the illusion that he could hit anything he aimed at—no, it wasn't an illusion.

At the same time, a black Glock also appeared in Song Yang's hands, with 17 bullets loaded into the magazine, and it even came with a silencer.

　(acfd) Only with extraordinary willpower did he manage to resist drawing his gun and firing, thus testing the effectiveness of his marksmanship.

gun.

For men, it is undoubtedly very attractive.

I remember when I was a child, especially during the Chinese New Year, I was embarrassed to go out without a couple of toy guns in my hand.

However, gun control is strict in China, and private possession of firearms is strictly prohibited.

So this thing is something you can only admire from afar; if you really want to play with it, you have to go to a professional shooting range or go abroad.

With a thought, the pistol vanished.

Fortunately, items from the system can be stored back; otherwise, carrying a gun would always be a hassle.

After taking a shower, Song Yang, wearing a bathrobe, walked downstairs. His steps were steady, showing no signs of exhaustion.

Just then, the villa's door opened, and a man walked in.

One stood at the doorway, the other on the stairs; they saw each other at the same time, their gazes colliding in mid-air.

Richard.

Song Yang recognized the other party at a glance; it was none other than Richard, who had once cursed him over the phone for a full half hour.

Similarly, Richard also recognized Song Yang. How could he not recognize a guy who dared to cheat on him?

"Song Yang!"

Unlike Song Yang's nonchalant tone, Richard's tone was somewhat gritted.

That phone call made him, who was still abroad, want to rush back to China immediately. However, his business was at a critical moment and he couldn't get away. He could only get Qin Yumo's new number from his wife, make some tough remarks, and deal with it after he returned to China.

As soon as he got off the plane, he came here, intending to throw away all of Qin Yumo's belongings before going to cause trouble for Song Yang.

Now, the person is right in front of me, and has even brazenly appeared in the villa that I gave Qin Yumo to live in.

Especially the clothes scattered on the living room sofa at a glance, which clearly shows what happened here.

Richard suddenly hardened—don't misunderstand, his fist hardened.

As a wealthy man worth hundreds of millions, he naturally wouldn't personally resort to violence.

Moreover, seeing Song Yang's muscular physique exposed while wearing a bathrobe, Richard knew very well that if he were to actually go up against him, he would only be beaten to a pulp.

So he took a half step back, turned around, and shouted towards the door:

"Atai, Aming, come in."

Rich people, how can they show off their status without a few bodyguards when they go out?

Soon, two burly men, their black suits practically ripped open, walked in:

"Boss, what can I do for you?"

Richard pointed at Song Yang and arrogantly ordered:

"Go and grab him, I'm going to teach him a lesson."

Richard's expression at this moment resembled that of a villain in an urban novel who is about to bully the protagonist.

This made Song Yang wonder if he had wandered onto the wrong set.

"Okay, boss!"

Upon hearing Richard's order, the two bodyguards walked towards Song Yang expressionlessly.

They don't need to ask anything; a monthly salary of tens of thousands allows them to unconditionally obey their boss's instructions.

It's just arresting them so the boss can teach them a lesson. Even if it's murder, well, I definitely wouldn't do murder.

Standing on the stairs, Song Yang looked down at the two people walking towards him without showing any panic.

It's worth noting that the combination of the Heart-Piercing Dragon Claw Hand and the UP Breast Enhancement Exercise was enough to control even Hu Yifei, so taking down these two shouldn't be a problem.

But Song Yang didn't plan to use this combination technique, since he had just used it on Hu Yifei and Qin Yumo.

In his view, this skill could only be used on women, even though women's hearts are protected by a layer of soft armor, but that's where the fun lies.

Chapter 65: Song Yang: I heard you're going to make me look bad?

Richard, who felt he had Song Yang under control, had already sat down on the sofa, leisurely waiting for his bodyguard to bring him over.

But at that moment, Song Yang reached behind him and a black gun that gleamed with a chilling light appeared in his hand.

Richard, who had already planned how to teach Song Yang a lesson, froze in his smile when he saw this scene.

At the same time, the two bodyguards who had already walked up to Song Yang also froze, almost unable to stand up straight when faced with the dark muzzle of a gun.

They initially thought it was just a scene of rich people bullying poor kids, but they never expected that this poor kid, whom they thought they could easily control, would actually pull out a gun.

Looking at the dark muzzle, emanating a chilling aura, no one thought it was a toy gun.

"Click..."

The sound of the machinery pulling is even more captivating.

The two bodyguards in front of Song Yang almost wet their pants because their bladders were sore.

It's not that they lack mental fortitude; it's simply that they have an instinctive fear of this kind of thing.

If it were swords, spears, clubs, or anything like that, they wouldn't flinch; they might even laugh out loud and play along with Song Yang.

But this is a gun! One bullet can take a person away; it's completely unreasonable.

Richard, on the other hand, had handled many guns abroad and was quite familiar with the Glock in Song Yang's hands; he could tell it was the real deal.

What terrified him was that guns are banned in China, so how could a recent college graduate have such a thing in his possession?

Song Yang released the safety pin, smiled at the two of them, and asked:

"What do you want to do?"

"us..."

The two bodyguards wore expressions more like they were about to cry, barely daring to breathe, and awkwardly said:

"It's General Manager Li who's going to cause you trouble."

On a whim, they unhesitatingly shifted the blame to Richard.

Young people are often hot-blooded and impulsive. If they get carried away and shoot themselves without regard for the law, they'll have nowhere to turn for help.

It only makes about ten thousand yuan a month, why risk your life?

Richard, sitting on the sofa, turned pale and immediately decided to fire the two men.

Then, looking up at Song Yang, maintaining her elegant demeanor, she said calmly:

"Possessing firearms illegally is a serious crime in our country!"

"I'll let you off the hook for now, but I advise you to go to the police station and turn yourself in as soon as possible and explain where this gun came from."

"Let me go?"

Song Yang laughed and glanced at the two people in front of him. The two men, sweating profusely, immediately stepped aside, trembling like leaves.

Slowly walking up to Richard, Song Yang toyed with the deadly weapon in his hand and chuckled:

"I remember not long ago, you had Yu Mo pass on a message to me, telling me to wait?"

"I'm right here now, what are you going to do about it?"

"..."

Richard's face turned extremely ugly in the face of Song Yang's sarcastic words, but he dared not retaliate.

If even two bodyguards could figure it out, how could a billionaire like him not have thought of it?

This hothead in front of him, who disregarded domestic laws, dared to pull out a gun right in front of him. He didn't dare to gamble on whether the other party had the guts to fire.

After all, he wasn't Yan Shuangying, and he didn't have any silver coins to gamble with Song Yang on whether there were bullets in his gun.

Richard saw himself as a precious piece of porcelain, while Song Yang was a piece of tile. He believed that even a minor scratch would be a loss for Richard, let alone a one-for-one exchange.

If he can leave here unscathed today, he has a hundred ways to make Song Yang regret it.

No, these 100 methods were already thought of before, and now there's one more, making it 101.