GT Virus Evolutionary

  Angel Dance is a large dancing girl club, which was equivalent to a nightclub before the end of the world.

  Men can meet the most needed physiological needs, beer, food, and women here.

  The style of this building is completely different from the surroundings. The lights are roaring, the luxury is luxurious, rows of spotlights shine the stars of this building, and the guards standing at the door are also wearing suits.

  Through the door, you can see lasers of various colors constantly flashing inside. Crazy men and women are surging with energetic bodies on the dance floor, and you can hear the screams of men and women from time to time.

  This is a place where you can vent your emotions.

  "Excuse me, sir, only members can enter the Angel Dance. For ladies, it is free..." The guard in suit and leather stood in front of Yang Qun and said in a calm tone.

  Member?

  It is a qualification for people with abilities above Tier 3, who spend a lot of Angel City currency to obtain.

   Yang Qun raised his head and stared at the guard's eyes: "The people who blocked me are dead."

  The guard wanted to say something more, but when he was stared at by these eyes, he couldn't say anything immediately.

  Subconsciously, he had already given up his body, allowing Yang Qun and others to enter the Angel Ball.

  When he came back to God, the guard found that all of his body was soaked.

  It's terrible...what a terrible man!

  The harsh music exudes waves, and the air is filled with the smell of girls' sweat, mixed with the smell of hormones and alcohol in estrus, forming a gas that can instantly arouse human excitement.

The music is matched with the flashing laser lights, and the little girls on the stage sway their waists to their heart's content. These girls are completely different from those standing on the street corner outside. The youthful vigor is rippling on them, and the sweat follows the healthy wheat color. Pieces of skin fell and sprinkled on the ground.

  Western beauties have a wild taste, just like untamed wild horses, they have a special flavor.

  Usually, men will imagine the feeling of conquering on a wild horse, as well as the manic rhythm of a wild horse...

  The dancers have mobilized the atmosphere of the scene to the extreme. If they want to spend a good night with them, they have to pay a higher price than other men present. This price usually rises several times, far exceeding the value of the girl.

  People often fight for this, but according to the rules of the City of Angels, they must go out to fight, regardless of life or death.

  There were more than a dozen people in the Yang group. The appearance of this group of men in blood-colored robes immediately made the nearby waiter nod and bow and walk over.

  "Find us the largest location and the best wine."

  The best position, naturally only the strongest person can sit.

  The waiter subconsciously looked in one direction. A dozen wild men were sitting there drinking alcohol. They were also looking at the group of people like Yang Qun, obviously interested in them.

  Wolves are their names.

  They are the strongest mercenaries in the City of Angels.

   "Well, let them go away." Gong Jing shrugged helplessly.

  Go away?

  Let the wolves go away?

  The waiter suspected that there was an auditory hallucination in his ears, right?

  Before he could react, Gong Jing had taken Shura to the deck.

  This kind of thing, it's best to let this mess up.

  The waiter was frightened and sweaty, but Yang Qun was calm and not worried at all.

  In the distance, a group of wolves made whistles, seeming to be molesting Gong Jing.

Gong Jing frowned frivolous eyebrows, put his hands on the table and stood up, making a provocative voice.

  That's...what is it doing? ?

  Don’t use your wrists!

  Compared with strength, wrestle your wrists!

  According to the rules of the City of Angels, Angel Dance can’t fight, but it’s different by breaking the wrist.

  The men's way of testing strength is usually the main melody of the contest here.

  The mercenaries called wolves have always been powerful men known for their strength.

   Gong Jing’s behavior is simply insulting them. Such a slender **** girl wants to break their wrists with them. Isn’t this naked contempt?

   "Made, is it a man? Don't talk nonsense, dare you!"

   "Aren't you arrogant when you molested my old lady?"

   "Whoever beats me, who I sleep with, if you lose, get out!"

   Gong Jing patted the table and said sturdily.

  A wild man among the wolves immediately stood up and placed his wrist on the opposite side of Gong Jing.

  "Drink!" The man yelled, and with a sudden force, he used his whole body strength to break away in the opposite direction.

  However, Gong Jing's seemingly slender arm did not move.

   "It's too weak." Gong Jing snapped his wrist down, and the man suddenly lost, causing a lot of laughter around him.

  Wolves mercenary, even a woman can't beat her wrist.

  This is the boss of the wolves mercenary, a young man who appears to be in his twenties came out.

  On him, Yang Qun felt a familiar breath.

   seems to be somewhat similar to Ye Shang.

  The breath of a werewolf.

  Yes, it’s a werewolf.

  The captain of the wolf pack mercenary put his wrist to the opposite of Gong Jing. At the beginning of the game, he suddenly applied force, the muscles on his arm bulged, and the blue veins were tied up, and he directly used his full strength.

  But Gong Jing's wrist still doesn't move.

   "Ah!" The captain of the wolves shouted angrily, and a layer of black hair began to grow on his arm, it was a layer of wolf hair!

  Sure enough...Is it of werewolf blood?

  The werewolf’s arms continued to grow thicker, and his strength increased geometrically. The entire table swayed continuously, and finally cracked directly.

  But... he is still too weak, and he is so much worse than Gong Jing.

   "Is it that way?"

   "It's boring, just want to go to the old lady!"

   Gong Jing kept hitting the other man’s self-confidence, exerting slight force on his wrist, and moved directly.

Won……

  The mercenaries of the wolves were stunned, the boss lost?

  Wear your wrists, lost?

How can this be!

   "Go away, little wolves." Gong Jing laughed, patted the table and said.

  The faces of the mercenaries of the wolves were all blank, and their heads were downcast.

  The surrounding crowd laughed, making them even want to find a hole in the hole, which is really shameful.

  "Go!" The boss of the wolf pack mercenary didn't say much, willing to accept the bet, and left here with his men directly.

  The waiter’s mouth is already big enough to fit a light bulb. What is the origin of this group of people? Send a woman to get the wolf pack?

  This is too incredible!

  Yang Qun and the crowd sat in the best position. Yang Qun seemed to have discovered something interesting and smiled mysteriously.

  The delicate little hand touched Yang Qun’s waist: "What are you laughing at? The beauty on stage is so pretty?"

  The quiet voice came, and Yang Qun's smirk suddenly turned into a wry smile.

   "Of course not. There are no good-looking wives. I am laughing at how funny these people are."

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