Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 133: Dancing girl

Cao Qing was taken by Huang Mao to the presidential private room on the seventh floor.

　　As soon as I opened the door, there was a burst of music in the private room.

　　 Cao Qing’s face is normal. As the boss of the central area, he has seen too many worlds, let alone a five-star presidential private room, even the most expensive room in Dubai’s Burj Al Arab. He has slept and enjoyed it all Over.

　　 But when Cao Qing saw the five Mexican dancers twisting to the music, the corner of Cao Qing's eyes trembled slightly.

　　Mexican dancers have always been famous, especially after the rise of ancient martial arts.

　　Why do Mexican dancers become more famous after the rise of ancient martial arts? This one has to start without knowing where.

　　 Anyway, it was a Mexican dancer who came to China and learned a kind of Jiu-Jitsu in China, and that kind of Jiu-Jitsu is a kind of ancient martial arts. Then, the Mexican dancer modified the Jiu-Jitsu and brought her back In the country, it took ten years to thoroughly integrate this kind of jiu-jitsu into the movements of Mexican dancers, thus creating the glory of Mexican dancers in the past ten years.

　　 If you want to invite a Mexican dancer who specializes in the dance skills of Shenzhou Jiu-Jitsu, it depends not only on money, but also on chance.

　　 Although Cao Qing doesn't know whether these dancers have practiced that Jiu-Jitsu or not, Cao Qing feels that his appetite has greatly increased when he sees the unbearable waistline.

　　 "Brother Cao, you play first, I will come up to drink with you later!"

　　 Huang Mao said with a smile.

　　 Cao Qing said, nodded, and walked into the private room.

　　 Huang Mao smiled and turned and walked out of the private room. Several people walked towards him.

　　 Huang Mao was taken aback for a moment, and then greeted them.

　　 The few people nodded and stood at the door of the private room.

　　 These people are Cao Qing’s bodyguards.

　　Although Cao Qing didn't want to bring too many people to appear to be greedy and fearful of death, he still had the basic bodyguard equipment. These gangsters were actually more afraid of death than anyone else.

　　 Normally, when Cao Qing went out, he brought a large group of younger brothers and masters. Today only brought a few of them. It was because they were in his own territory. Cao Qing expected Huang Mao to dare not have any intentions against him.

　　Even if Huang Mao has any attempt, Cao Qing is confident that he can drive Huang Mao into **** in the shortest time.

　　 This is an absolute confidence.

　　 Huang Mao went downstairs, his face flushed slightly and walked into the banquet hall, and then walked to the main table, beside Zhao Gangyu.

　　 "Brother Gangyu, come out with me for a drink?" Huang Mao invited with a smile.

　　Zhao Gangyu first pushed back, and then agreed.

　　 Two people left the main table together.

　　"Everything is ready."

　　 After leaving, two people each holding a wine glass, Huang Mao whispered while walking.

　　 "Oh?"

　　Zhao Gangyu glanced at Huang Mao.

　　 "If all goes well, Cao Qing will definitely not escape death."

　　 Huang Mao said with a smile, "It’s just that I’m not afraid of ten thousand in all things, but just in case, it’s okay for Brother Gangju to help in the battle."

　　"Where are your people?"

　　 asked Zhao Gangyu.

　　 "Already in the private room."

　　 Huang Mao said with a smile.

　　 "Those dancing girls!"

　　 Zhao Gangyu's eyes lit up.

　　 Huang Mao hehe smiled.

　　Zhao Gangyu also smiled, his smile more admired.

　　 He knows that Huang Mao hides a few masters, but he doesn't know at all, Huang Mao can still let a few Mexican dancers take orders from him? ! Moreover, you must know that Cao Qing's skills will not be weak, and if those dancers want to kill Cao Qing, they must not be too bad.

　　The dancing girl has good dancing skills, nothing. If she is also good at martial arts, it is rare.

　　Zhao Gangyu felt that he really had to re-examine Huang Mao.

　　 said to change the room, and the two came to a table.

　　 Huang Mao introduced Zhao Gangyu to the people on the table. Of course, Huang Mao just said that this was his friend.

　　 Zhao Gangyu smiled and drank a glass of wine with everyone, then moved to the next table.

　　 Zhao Gangyu's name is not as big as Cao Qing's. Cao Qing takes a sip and everyone on the table has to drink it, and Zhao Gangyu takes a sip, and the people around him just drink with it.

　　After a lap, Zhao Gangyu didn't drink much.

　　 Banquet slowly came to an end.

　　 Chen Haonan left first. Although Huang Mao repeatedly invited Chen Haonan to change places for a drink, Chen Haonan still did not stay much.

　　 When Chen Haonan left, he specially asked Zhao Gangjun to go with him. Zhao Gangjun refused Chen Haonan because of something.

　　 Chen Haonan didn't think much, and left.

　　 At this time, on the seventh floor.

　　 Cao Qing held a woman in one hand, and the other four women writhed in front of Cao Qing.

　　Mr. Gongsun sat next to Cao Qing, looking at these in surprise.

　　 He has been practicing martial arts at home since he was a child, and he has been helping the family when he grew up. He has never been in such a place of feasting and feasting. For a while, he can’t adapt, especially those women with such big breasts. Wearing so revealing, it's really a moral loss, a moral loss!

　　 "Sir, let's have a drink together."

　　 A dancer walked up to Mr. Gongsun and sat down, holding Mr. Gongsun’s hand.

　　 "Good, good."

　　 Mr. Gongsun, who had been slandering the other party's moral depravity before, smiled all at once, and then drank with the dancing girl.

　　 To put it bluntly, men are like birds, no matter who they are, women are always the same.

　　Cao Qing knows the identity of Mr. Gongsun, so he has no opinion about him stealing a woman from him~IndoMTL.com~Cao Qing.

　　Mr. Gongsun didn’t drink, but after the dancer’s invitation, Mr. Gongsun also let go.

　　 People who practice martial arts are naturally also outrageous in drinking. In a short time, a bottle of foreign wine bottomed out, and then another bottle was sent.

　　I don’t know how long it has been.

　　 Cao Qing didn't know how much he had drunk, and his head was a little dizzy.

　　 And Cao Qing's hand didn't know when it had been put into the bra of the dancer, kneading it wantonly.

　　 The dancer’s face was full of crimson, but she didn’t stop her, she just said in blunt Chinese, "Sir, don’t."

　　Generally speaking, the only result that such words can bring is to make men more unscrupulous.

　　Cao Qing hugged the woman in his arms.

　　 The woman wrapped her arms around Cao Qing's neck, her face was shy, but she was also full of spring.

　　"Go. I will take you to experience the Chinese whip technique."

　　 Cao Qing said, he was about to hold the woman into the small room on the side.

　　 just then.

　　 crackling.

　　 I don’t know what happened, and suddenly fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

　　 Cao Qing was taken aback.

　　 suddenly.

　　 Cao Qing felt his neck tighten.

　　 The slender hand that hugged his neck actually pinched his neck tightly, while the other hand was clenched into a fist, with the **** slightly protruding, and hitting his throat. !