Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Chapter 72: Falling into a trap can’t hide the decline, but fighting back in desperate situations shows your style
Jiang Lu stared at everything on the stage with all his concentration.

He felt sad for the city at the moment.

It was hard for him to imagine that such entertainment could be so popular in such a big city.

Look at these audiences, which one is not a dignitary or a celebrity?

The elites who occupy most of the social resources do not think about deeper issues. Instead, they gather here to watch this vulgar performance and call it art. It is simply laughable.

Suck!

Jiang Lu took a sip of saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth and angrily denounced this terrible social phenomenon:

"Okay! Another one!"

"Mr. Park, are you satisfied?" The waiter held the tray and bent down respectfully.

"Satisfied, this powerful split has simply penetrated my heart."

Jiang Lu looked back with a smile, then looked at the wine on the tray for a moment: "I didn't order a drink."

"Ah, this is what the elegant lady ordered for you, Tequila Sunrise."

The waiter pointed to Mrs. White who was leaning forward and smiling and explained: "She said that you are like the rising sun in the desert in his heart. In addition, your bill for today has been settled by that lady."

"Oh?" Jiang Lu looked at Mrs. White in surprise.

Although the light was dim, Jiang Lu could still see many details at a glance——

Time has left some traces on her delicate face, but it has made her unique Hispanic charm even more charming. Her wheat-colored skin exudes a wild atmosphere against the off-white fur.

Mrs. White raised her glass, as if she wanted to have a drink with Jiang Lu from afar.

The slender arms that slipped out of the cuffs made Jiang Lu certain that her figure should be maintained perfectly.

Jiang Lu played a trick. He deliberately stood up and clinked his wine glasses in a very gentlemanly manner.

Then Mrs. White also covered her mouth and stood up from her seat, doing the same action facing Jiang Lu.

Now her front was completely exposed.

The hip-hugging skirt under the fur coat faintly outlines her amazing waist-to-hip ratio, and the just-right collar opening also puts her in a looming state.

She was not wearing stockings, which was exactly what Jiang Lu wanted.

Because stockings of any kind are superfluous for this natural complexion.

Jiang Lu bowed slightly to express his gratitude. Mrs. White nodded, then sat down with her back to Jiang Lu, as if nothing happened.

"Did she say anything else?" Jiang Lu asked the waiter beside him, swaying his wine glass.

"She wants to invite you to dinner later."

"That's right."

The waiter said humbly: "Then, I will come to pick you up in advance after the performance."

"Ah."

The performance was still going on, but Jiang Lu's attention was no longer on the stage.

He felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders.

The people who come to see this kind of performance are definitely not good people. With contempt for this kind of art, he feels that it is necessary to teach the audience of this kind of art a lesson.

Especially this kind of typical example that comes to your door must be criticized carefully.

Jiang Lu deeply realized that this had nothing to do with individuals, but a kind of self-confidence derived from culture. He urgently needed to speak out for the traditional ideas in his heart, expose and combat this vulgar bad habit!
A fine French restaurant.

Jiang Lu and Mrs. White sat opposite each other at the window seat, listening to the chef explaining the dishes on the menu to them.

"This is our signature dish, duck liver and lobster dumplings, and it's made from."

"All right."

Jiang Lu raised his hand to interrupt: "I don't care about its name or how to make it, I only care about whether it tastes good or not."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. White gently covered her mouth and showed an implicit smile.

"It's very good. I order it every time I come here. It's better to say that this is the dish I come here for."

"Then it's fine."

Jiang Lu waved his hand and signaled the chef to leave.

Looking at the cleared restaurant and the vast view outside the window, Jiang Lu sighed profoundly: "This is my first time in such a high-end restaurant."

"Really?" Mrs. White obviously didn't believe it: "But your calmness tells me that the world you have seen is definitely more than this. You seem to be able to do it with ease."

"Really?" Jiang Lu smiled: "Maybe I'm just trying to keep calm, but actually I'm already extremely nervous?" "I like your frankness."

With that said, Mrs. White stood up and poured half a glass of pre-dinner wine for Jiang Lu. In order to reach Jiang Lu's wine glass, her body inevitably leaned forward.

Jiang Lu calmly turned his head and looked out the window.

Mrs. White's smile gradually faded, and she was slightly unhappy.

"So you don't want to have dinner with me?"

"No, why do you think so?" Jiang Lu explained: "It's just that the education I received does not allow me to do offensive things to women, whether it is saying inappropriate words or embarrassing stares, this is Insulting Siwen."

Mrs. White was delighted.

"I'm not mistaken."

She raised her glass with satisfaction, her eyes a little blurry: "What a lovely young man."

Jiang Lu's expression changed, because he felt that the other party's high heels had stepped on his feet, and the other leg had kicked off the shoe and raised it to his knee.

Master
Jiang Lu became a little more serious.

"Sister, what are you doing?" He lowered his head shyly and made some futile struggles.

"Sister?" Mrs. White smiled even brighter: "You actually call me that. Do you know how old I am?"

"I don't even know your name."

"Name? Haha, the name is not important. Well, probably. Maybe I will tell you, but it depends on the situation."

Jiang Lu blushed with embarrassment, blinked in embarrassment, stared at the tablecloth, but secretly glanced at her from time to time, and said with a little stubbornness: "You will definitely tell me!"

"That depends on your performance."

"What kind of performance?" Jiang Lu's face was filled with pure confusion.

Mrs. White smiled without saying a word, quietly pushed her toes, and then admired Jiang Lu's reaction.

"Oh! God! Oh my God!"

Mrs. White's face was no longer calm. She covered her mouth and knelt on the ground in horror.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Lu sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at Mrs. White condescendingly, his lips raised with contempt.

He just likes this kind of slap in the face where he pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.

"You clearly look like a child, how is this possible?! This is unreasonable!"

"Huh? You know I'm just a kid and you still have ideas about me?"

A sense of justice suddenly filled Jiang Lu's heart: "You have been arrested by me!"

The surprise faded and was replaced by eager anticipation. Mrs. White licked her lips: "What will happen if you are arrested?"

"Of course I will be tortured!"

Jiang Lu seriously took the cream he had just ordered from the restaurant from the bedside.

Mrs. White had asked Jiang Lu before why she wanted to take this thing, but the latter did not tell her, saying it was a surprise. Only now did she finally know what the surprise was!
"Isn't this impossible?"

"Don't underestimate your potential, you bastard!"

"Um!"

At this moment, the hotel doorbell rang.

"Room service, sir, the wine you ordered."

"it is good."

Jiang Lu stood up, opened the door a crack and brought in a bottle of red wine under the puzzled gaze of the panting Mrs. White.

"When did you order the wine?"

"Didn't you treat me to dinner and drinks? Of course I want to repay you." Jiang Lu turned the wine opener into the wine cork, then pulled it out hard, shaking the bottle in front of Mrs. White: "You treated me to something I’ve already given back the French meal with butter baguettes, now I’m just missing the wine.”

"But where's the wine glass?"

"Wine glass?" Jiang Lu couldn't help laughing: "Of course you don't need a wine glass."

"Then how to drink?"

"Cheers to Bilibili!"

(End of this chapter)