Five minutes later, the passage door opened, and a woman wrapped in a white bath towel was pushed out from it. Her face turned red, her legs were weak, and her bright red mouth was still trembling slightly.

"Please test, sir, this is the first record of the Young Master Hughes trial!"

The female dove-skinned official who supported the woman sang loudly and went down the stairs. While supporting the woman into a shelf built next to her, she ordered the guards to draw a stroke under the name of "Van Persie" on the red list.

Only then did Long Hao notice that the shelf was standing next to the stairs, probably built when he negotiated a bet with Bergson.

The shelf is supported by four oblique stairs, and above it is a sealed wooden barrel that is one person tall. At first glance, it looks a bit like a slide for children, and a bit like a rocket launcher.

The female official in the doves held the bath towel and walked up the slanting ladder. She opened a small door on the wall of the bucket and sent her into the wooden bucket. Then she closed the small door again.

"How to check this? They are all locked up!"

Ai Shili, who had never spoken, finally got a chance and asked curiously while biting Long Hao's ear.

"I'm very pure, I don't know..."

Long Hao had a mysterious smile on his lips, held Ai Shili and walked towards the air with the flow.

The bottom of the barrel is empty, and there are 2 to 3 people at a time, so everyone has to queue up in front of the barrel.

In front of Long Hao were Jones and Muse. They both got under the barrel first, looked up, looked at something, and said, "This scenery is unique, very good! From this angle, it has a lot of flavor!"

It was not enough to make a sound. Muse found a stick hanging on the slanting ladder next to him, with soft rubber "fingers" at one end, so he smiled and took it into his hand.

"Who designed this airplane? Talent!"

Muse held up the rubber stick and stood upwards. He smiled and said, "Muse, I, is willing to hire such a talent! Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

At this point, Ai Shili also understood. Her cheeks turned red, grabbed Long Hao's soft flesh and ran back: "It's so vulgar. How can the girl in the wooden barrel behave in the future?"

Long Hao said in his heart: Who else can you be? The compensation given by the Ronaldo family is probably enough for her to have enough food and clothing for the rest of her life. If she was a little further away, if she hit the nail on the head, she would even reach the sky and enter the wealthy family!

"But I want to take a look and study what kind of immortal cave will be under the green tea-like face..."

Long Hao pouted and teased.

"Ah. Don't look at it! You big gangster, what you say is shameful!"

Ai Shili covered her ears. Her other hand that twisted soft flesh tighter: "...By the way, what is green tea?"

"Green tea means that the face is pure and fragrant and refreshing like greentea, but this word is usually combined with another word."

"What word?"

"Pussy, greentea, also known as green tea bitch. It refers to a woman with pure appearance and slutty inside!"

Long Hao tilted his mouth and signaled that the woman in the wooden barrel was.

"Please tell me the truth, maybe that girl is forced by life!" Ai Shili has a very good mind and always thinks in a better direction.

"That's why I want to save her. Look at her. Everyone behind me is rushing to ask for that stick!"

"Don't go, or don't touch me tonight!"

Helplessly, Long Hao sat aside with Princess Sissi, who was far better than the green tea bitch, and watched the nobles having fun under the wooden barrel rack from afar.

How comfortable it would be to wear a suit, cigar, reading glasses, hold a cane in one hand, and point the sky in the other hand, shaking the wind and moon, and playing with the strings.

Look, this is the face of the upper class of the West. Under the hypocritical appearance, what a dirty heart is hidden!

"It's still the Dragon Scale Party's lofty intentions and will not rot as if it were so!"

While Long Hao muttered, the wooden barrel door was opened again. The female official in the doveskin carried a woman who had already become soft and walked down the ladder and gave it to the muse with a smile.

The muse counted out the money, opened his mouth wide, and walked away with the woman in the bath towel with pride.

This is a bare-severe transaction!

Long Hao sat upright, pointed at the muse who was leaving, and said to Ai Shili: "See? You can buy everything with money. Compared with him, you should know how great your man is! You obviously have countless gold mines, but you still sit as peacefully..."

"Tsk, that's because I've pinched you, a little unconscience..."

"Ao~ you can be gentle there..."

With the beginning, more and more women came out of the passageway, and the wooden barrel racks also increased, attracting most men to look up, play with, and pay.

Long Hao was watched by Ai Shili, so his restless heart had to suppress it and concentrate on the red list.

Also watching Kalanca and Bergson.

Kalanka looked at the number of words "六" under Zheng Gongxiao's name on the red list, and her face looked ugly.

Bergson is no exception, with a white face as paper. Zheng Gongxiao and Van Persie have already surpassed the other three competitors on the red list. The two of them are almost moving forward together, and they have more than 5 "全" characters!

It only took 4 hours to get 25 records!

What kind of combat effectiveness is this?

This is the combat power of beasts!

What rhythm is this?

It's the rhythm of dehydration!

As time passed, most of the people who were looking for fun came back. Muse and others stared at Hughes with a calm face. They had long lost the leisurely style of playing with the "green tea bitch" at the beginning.

With the same potion, why is Van Persie's record much higher than that of the three of us?

The three Muse brothers not only surrounded Hughes and questioned Hughes, but also threw the fierce light at Bergson: You bastard, you colluded with Hughes and cheated us with inferior medicines, right?

Bergson's face, who was guessed, was also full of sweat. Unexpectedly, Long Hao's words were true: Zheng Gongxiao had already controlled 78, while Van Persie was 5 worse than him. The further he reached the back, the frequency of the woman coming out of the passage was slower.

Bergson felt that he was going to lose!

What is the "Huangdi Neijing" inside? Is it really not a bluff?

Although Hughes was calm, his expression was as if he was lost. After another half an hour, he stumbled over despite the three younger brothers' repeated questioning and grabbed Bergson's hand: "What about the efficacy of the medicine you guaranteed? There are still 5, oh, another one comes out, it's 6, it's 6!"

"What can I do?"

Bergson said with a cold hand and feet, "Didn't you say Zheng must have been squeezed dry by you? You should explain. Why is he so fierce? Even a lion is not as fierce as he is! 81 in 12 hours, is he a human?"

"Hey, Lao Zheng was squeezed out by Mr. Hughes? Tsk tsk, then this injustice is considered a snowfall all day long. Do you think so, Miss Kalanka?"

Long Hao's voice suddenly appeared next to Hughes and Bergson who were about to hug their heads and cry. Beside him, Kalanka stood expressionlessly. Her eyes were as cold as a knife.

"Whatever you say, I'm going to lose now. Even if I did it, what's going on? How about it?"

Hughes's eyes turned red and he screamed in a mad manner.

Long Hao ignored Hughes and just shook the paper in his hand gently: "Mr. Bergson, remember our agreement. Don't learn from someone who pretends to be crazy and wants to get away with it..."

Bergson's face turned yellow like toilet paper, sweating like mud, and forced himself to support himself: "Half time is still there, the winner is still not decided..."

In fact, Bergson also knew that this was deceiving himself. The mysterious pharmacist of Bayer once told him that the medicinal properties of this medicine were gradually weakening, that is to say, in the next 12 hours, Van Persie's woman would not exceed 75, and Zheng Gongxiao seemed to have signs of acceleration, one increase and one decrease, if there is no miracle, the winner would be decided!

Sure enough, there was no suspense about what happened next. When the midnight clock rang again, Zheng Gongxiao won the championship with an absolute advantage of 144 votes, while Van Persie, who was second-placed, had a score of only 84, because when the trial reached the 14th hour, he was lifted out horizontally because of exhaustion.

Hughes was full of grief, while Wise raised his glass to celebrate. After Zheng Gongxiao came out of the entrance of the passage, he received a heroic welcome and Griffith's warm hug.

"Zheng, I'm convinced of your ability. You won't mention your ability to kill people, but in this aspect... I must teach me!" Griffith winked, and it seemed that he wanted to burn yellow paper, kill the chicken's head, and treat Zheng Gong Xiao to the boss!

"This is talent, I can't teach it..."

Zheng Gongxiao almost choked Griffith to death with an understatement. He walked straight to Kalanka and hugged her domineeringly: "Thief, I said I didn't lie to you, right? In Mengxuan Manor, I have never touched other women at all!"

Perhaps it was 144 consecutive shots that made Zheng Gongxiao, who was so tired of eating meat, realize that he finally realized that there were countless colorful flags outside, and he could not get to the home to have a warm stomach red flag!

Let’s not mention how Zheng Gongxiao and Kalanka hide aside and reconcile. On this end, Long Hao pulled Bergson, who was sweating and almost dehydrated: “Mr. Bergson, did I win this bet?”

"Oh, yes, yes..."

Bergson replied weakly, wanting to take a bite on this count of the East, but in the end he would lose a lot of rice. Although the three "powers" are not very important in the family, if they export them like this, they will more or less affect their evaluation in the eyes of the elders of the family.

Especially after I lost 1.6 billion pounds...

"I will not announce this bet in advance. After this bet for Rothschild family, I hope to see you in the United States..."

Long Hao took the bet back into his pocket with a smile.

Hmm?

Bergson raised his head again. Long Hao's move was equivalent to "high-profile". He let him go. He had to thank the other party for not taking the blame.

"I will go, thank you, Lord Earl!"

Bergson appreciated the affection in his heart, leaned close to Long Hao, and whispered: "Please be careful about Hughes, he should have a trump card..."

When Long Hao heard this, he glanced at Hughes, who was crazy and swung his turtle punches and beat down many people, including the three brothers of Ince, and thought to himself: Oh, it's really pretending? I guessed it right, if I guess it's right, it should be that pharmacist! But potion may be very mysterious and terrifying to others, but in my hands, what threat can it pose?

Long Hao did not put this advice in his heart, but he also accepted it and patted Bergson: "I understand. Mr. Bergson, believe me, even though you lost, the benefits I gave you three purchasing rights will be far beyond your imagination..."

The second phase of the Shocking Gambling ended, and Kakapoulos and Elder Beichi, representing the Presbyterian Church, stood up and spoke one after another. Because this trial was carried out under the noses of all family members, Zheng Gongxiao's victory was undoubtedly. Therefore, when Elder Beichi said: "Wise's side wins, add one point." Afterwards, the burly man under Griffith and all kinds of civilians under Kalanka burst into roars of joy!

With two points in two stages, Wise's side is invincible with two trials left!

Kalanka knew how to strike while the iron was hot, and she shouted excitedly: "Mr. Kakapoulos, when will the third phase trial begin?"

I said she was excited because her donkey face was particularly bright and bright, as if she had been painted with rouge.

The old Griffith glanced at the big niece and glanced at the serious Zheng Gongxiao beside her. Combined with the 15 minutes when the two disappeared just now, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart: Zheng, your real record is actually 145, I understand you, and I hope you can understand brother too. Teach this continuous shooting technique to brother!

Kakapoulos narrowed his eyes and put his hands together: "The third stage of trial has begun, and I judged that Hughes's Trialer will win!"
To be continued...