Stand User in Marvel Universe Chapter 75: Running while panting

After taking off his clothes and putting them into a bag, Dior lay down between the two women to finish the work.

About another hour later, the two women woke up one after another. They could not remember what happened after they were drunk yesterday, but everything in front of them was enough to show that no one suspected that the three of them took off their clothes and lay naked last night. In bed just to play Landlords.

After last night's busy work, Dior was a little tired and had no interest in having anything to do with the two girls anymore, so he declined their invitation for another morning exercise, then put on yesterday's clothes and took the two girls out.

After staying in the hotel and having lunch together, the two women reluctantly said goodbye to Dior. Before leaving, they left their real names and phone numbers, and hinted that if he still wanted to 'drink' with them, You can contact them at any time.

Dior agreed with a smile, and finally patted their plump buttocks as a sign of contact again, then turned and left amid the delicate laughter of the two women.

Everything seemed so natural and normal. Even the two guys who were suspected of being S.H.I.E.L.D. agents didn't notice anything unusual, but the envy, jealousy and hatred in their hearts were hard to describe in words.

People were drinking whiskey with their arms around beautiful women in the bar. They only dared to order a glass of wine and sat there for several hours. Finally, they ran away under the contemptuous eyes of the bartender.

He took two hot girls to a hotel room and had a fierce fight all night, but they could only hide in the car and drink coffee and take turns sleeping for a short while.

People can play friendship for free and leave in style after it's over, but they can only chew sandwiches and can't even find a chance to masturbate.

This is life!

The two of them suddenly wanted to cry, but when they thought that today's report had not been done yet, they immediately gave up the idea of ​​crying.

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After returning to the restaurant, Dior leisurely made himself a pot of tea. He is the kind of person who must put sugar in his coffee, and he is between being able to drink it but not liking it very much. Of course, he also drinks tea. The same, every time he would put rock candy in it, which is the level of a leader in the evil way!

There is no way, it is not just a matter of taste, he just feels that life is already so hard, why bother himself anymore.

He has heard the words "Bitter first, then sweet", "Endless aftertaste", "What you taste is not tea but life", but I'm sorry, he has never drunk that kind of high-end tea, just like his before Life is like that, there is only endless bitterness and no trace of sweetness.

So let’s just be evil. He is not elegant anyway, so he can just pretend to be evil when certain times and situations arise.

It’s just that... I seem to have forgotten something?

Dior put down the sweet and greasy tea in his hand and thought about it carefully until he noticed the broom out of the corner of his eye.

Is that guy Will still at the bar?

After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and called Will. The call went through, but it rang for a while and was hung up. Dio called again, but this time he was rejected instantly.

Did something happen?

Dior looked a little uncomfortable, and then made another call, and this time he was finally answered.

"I'll talk about it later, I'm very busy now!"

Dior looked at his cell phone with a strange look on his face. It was already noon and he was still running? And I heard that the voice sounded like the two women he had thrown into the bar with Will yesterday.

Did you just wake up and start exercising? It’s really hard work!

"It's okay. I didn't waste the money I spent on drinking yesterday." Dior sighed and ignored him.

As a result, half an hour later, Will drove to the door of the restaurant with a sad face, and almost cried in grievance as soon as he entered.

"What's wrong? Are you still not happy after exercising? Are you suffering from kidney failure?" Dio gave him a joking look.

Then he heard Will say angrily: "Those two Bitchis drank from me and ate from me yesterday, but when they left just now, they didn't forget to take away the last bit of money I had on me. This is different from those What's the difference between a prostitute and a female prostitute!"

Dior almost burst into tears when he heard this, and then laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears.

You don’t need to think too hard to know that they felt that they had lost money by having a happy night with Will, and there were three of them together, so they simply took the ‘mental damage fee’ and left.

Perhaps when Will started running, he was on the treadmill before it started running.

"Come on, I was the one who paid the bill yesterday. Even if you feel aggrieved, it's not your turn. Besides, you didn't have this tone when I called you just now. I guess you've forgotten everyone."

"Is it the same for you?" When Will heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I'm sorry, my money was only given to the hotel, and there are follow-ups. You can't envy me." As he said that, Dior took out two notes that still smelled of perfume and threw them on the table.

Will hurriedly opened it and took a look, then sat back dejectedly. Sure enough, people are different, who will die!

"By the way, didn't you say you had another date yesterday? Where's that beautiful girl from IRS?"

"I just said that I had something to do, and I didn't say that it was with her. It was like that yesterday~IndoMTL.com~ and I had forgotten it for a long time. It was not an important thing anyway." Dior explained casually, adding the last plug the loopholes.

The same goes for Will. Even if it was a serious matter like yesterday's situation, he wouldn't care about it. He would definitely feel comfortable first, otherwise he wouldn't even answer Dior's call.

"Okay, it's a day off today, get out of here, I'll be fine here." Dior was about to send him away and start earning gold. With so many gold bars, he was looking forward to the harvest this time.

However, Will didn't seem to hear him. He just sat there and nuzzled around, not saying a word, but also not walking away.

Dior glanced at him and seemed to have thought of something. Then he took out his wallet and wordlessly picked out a thousand yuan from it and slapped it on the table.

"Get out of here! This money will be deducted from your salary next month!"

"Hey, isn't it a little missing? There is still time before the salary is paid next month..."

"Do you want it? That's it. If you don't want it, just take it back!"

When Will saw Dio reaching out to take it back, he immediately grabbed the money on the table and ran away. He originally had more than two thousand, but the two **** didn't even leave him a cent, so he took them all. He left, but it was a huge loss.

If you spend more than two thousand dollars to find a street girl, how many times will you have to have fun, Mad!

"If you let me know that you spent all this thousand yuan on those prostitutes, don't even think about getting another cent from me! Spend Q!"

Across the door, Dior gave Will a big middle finger. His net income of ten thousand dollars a month was not enough for this guy to go out and have fun and find women. What a talent!

But to be honest, he felt particularly relaxed only when he was with Will. This is the role of friends.