Song Beichuan took the cigar and only learned to smoke after the disaster. In his eyes, the cigarettes were smoking, not brands. It was enough to smoke cheap cigarettes that cost six or seven yuan. This time, he suddenly smoked a precious tobacco such as cigars, and couldn't help but feel a little timid.

Because he had never smoked such high-end cigarettes, he didn't know how to smoke them in his hand for a while.

Seeing this, Li Chuanggen couldn't help but change the topic just now, talked to him about cigars, and said, "This kind of thing should be done like this. Preheat it on the fire first."

The maid on the side handed him a match. He held the cigar in his mouth, kept spinning, baking it evenly on the flames, and then took a deep breath. It was not like smoking, but the expression on his face seemed to be tasting tea, and he vomited it out soon.

"Smoking cigars is just about the lungs, just enjoy it in your mouth." He smiled slightly.

Song Beichuan also followed his appearance, lit the cigar, and then took a deep breath. A bitter smell filled his mouth, but it only stayed for a while, and then an indescribable sweetness filled his mouth.

This is obviously something that only people with a noble status like him. A civilian born in Song Beichuan still feels that cigarettes worth a few dollars a pack are more refreshing. After pretending to take a few sips, he feels boring and puts them aside.

But Li Chuanggen enjoyed these things very much. While sucking a cigar, he said to Song Beichuan: "It's just that those Japanese are very strong, so it's not easy to solve them."

"Are those Japanese people weak? Is Mr. Li weak? How can they gain ambition and destroy their own prestige?"

When Li Chuanggen heard this, he burst into laughter and said, "Mr. Song is a man and he will not be afraid of the strong. I admire him."

Song Beichuan shook his head secretly. These people are all humans. It is harder to get them to fight the Japanese than to reach the sky. What's more, this old boy has not ruled out the possibility of killing his younger brother now, so it will be more and more difficult for both sides to join forces.

At this time, Cong Mingyao suddenly spoke from the side, "Our Hongyun Party cannot afford to spend here. After all, our Huaqing Country is not so peaceful, so we will go back for only one week at most. If the Japanese do anything at that time, if you are in contact with our Hongyun Party, we will definitely come to support your army as quickly as possible."

After hearing what he said, Song Beichuan smiled in his heart: With a good move, he took retreat as an advance, and he could see the old fox's concerns. This guy is now trying to use the Japanese to restrain Song Beichuan. However, if Song Beichuan stated that he was about to leave here, then he would be the only one who was left to face this powerful enemy, and it would be too late to regret it at that time.

Now that I’m talking well, I really want to fight. From the support of Huaqing Kingdom, all the dishes are cold. Li Chuanggen was thinking in his mind.

Then he said with a slight smile: "I hope Mr. Song is concerned. Since the army is so sincere, I am not willing to express it. It is better tomorrow, our families will convene a meeting to gather all the people in other forces to hold a conference to discuss how to attack these Japanese people?"

Song Beichuan stood up, held the wine in his hand, and said, "It's great that this is there. After all, we all have a common enemy. With them, we will not be at ease for a day!"

The two of them laughed, whispered and drank a whole bottle of red wine.

"Send Mr. Song back to the guest room." Li Chuanggen's tongue was a little inflexible and his words were unclear.

But the waiter next to him could easily hear the meaning of the words, waved his hand and said, "Please please, Mr. Song."

After Song Beichuan and others left, he immediately recovered. There was still a drunken look there. The translator next to him was also his think tank and immediately asked: "Mr. President, is there anything strange about Song Beichuan?"

Li Chuanggen shook his head and said, "He is very powerful, much more powerful than I imagined. His subordinates are also very powerful, but they are still too young. At most, he has reached this point. His soldiers are less than 3,000. Let him and the Japanese spend a while. Taking advantage of the opportunity, we can even take him and the Japanese. By that time, we will not be afraid of even the other forces. The entire South Korea will be under my rule!"

The translator hurriedly began to flatter and said, "I wish the President a prosperous martial arts fortune."

Li Chuanggen smiled and said, "Of course, you still have to go step by step. First, get rid of Song Beichuan. Aphrodisiacs have been put in the wine just now. Now you can bring the poisonous woman we raised to him and ask her to serve Song Beichuan. She has HIV on her body. As long as a relationship between men and women occurs, he will definitely die!"

The translation clapped his hands and praised it because the aphrodisiac was placed in wine. If Li Chuanggen did not drink it, Song Beichuan would definitely not have been drunk. However, the medicine was not poisonous and no one would have expected that women suffering from AIDS were the real poison.

Li Chuanggen, who didn't know whether it was a drug attack or a chaotic person after drinking, got up and hugged the maid aside. The beautiful face made the girl tremble and scream. But she knew that he was the emperor here, and no matter how he resisted, he would not have any result. He gradually gave up resistance, let him mercy, and slowly walked into the gorgeous room in his arms.

Song Beichuan followed the waiter into the guest room. He didn't expect that even the guest room was so exquisite, with a fully European style decoration, with its own bathroom, a few slices of chocolate on the bedside table, as well as cigars and spirits.

After bringing Song Beichuan in, the waiter nodded and left here.

I ate a piece of chocolate and lay on the comfortable bed. Suddenly, I felt unbearable to feel hot. I walked to the window and opened the window. A gust of cool breeze blew in, but the symptoms did not slow down at all, and became more and more serious.

He loosened the tie on his neck and planned to take off all of himself, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a woman standing at the door.

He had a charming makeup on his face, bright red lips like fire, black eyeshadow, and perhaps a beautiful contact lens in his eyes. It was not the normal Asian pupil color, but it looked a little green and seductive. He was wearing a thin skirt, and it could be clearly seen that there were no underwear inside, and two small grapes were firmly supporting the clothes.

Song Beichuan's current state couldn't help swallowing, and the lower body naturally reacted, but he held back his breath and said, "Get out!"

But the girl didn't understand, so she walked in with her high heels and gently brought the door. Seeing this, Song Beichuan became more and more difficult to control.

She got closer and closer, and the fragrance on her body, like a chain of seductive souls, tied Song Beichuan tightly. She gently pushed his shoulder with her palm, and landed on the bed like a feather.

It was like a water snake, wrapped around Song Beichuan's body, unbuttoned his shirt one by one, and his strong chest was exposed.

Her hand was wandering around his chest, feeling like there was a hard object underneath, and she was pushing her back. She felt that the time was right, so she grabbed it.

Song Beichuan couldn't help but take a breath, regretting why he couldn't control this temptation. It must be some medicine in the wine or the vegetables. But now he really called it Tiantian and was not effective. His body was soft and seemed to have no bones.

At this moment, the woman on her body suddenly stopped the movements in her hand and became stiff. Song Beichuan felt relieved and saw that the woman had raised her hand high.

Slowly he crawled down from his body and saw that there was an extra woman in front of him. She was dressed in black and covered with her face, but she could still easily tell from her eyes that this person was Song Qian.

The poisonous woman tidied up her clothes in a panic and ran away.

Song Beichuan was burning with desire at this time, looking in pain.

Song Qian was also surprised. Why did Song Beichuan, who was extremely calm in the past, suddenly become like this, with a flushed face and a heavy breath in his mouth. The most important thing was that there was a small tent on his pants.

She closed the door tightly and walked back to the bed to see Song Beichuan’s strangeness. She had no idea what was going on, and she was even more at a loss at this time.

But Song Beichuan could no longer control himself. The aphrodisiac was too fierce. He had already lost his mind and pulled Song Qian to his bed.

Song Qian was a little relieved by this sudden pull and lay on her body. Song Beichuan then pulled off her veil and kissed her sexy red lips like a bond.

He tasted her lips, as soft and sweet as cotton candy. Song Qian was still resistant to resisting at first. Song Beichuan refused to ask for him at the beginning, so why is he kissing himself so crazy now? After all, it is not good to do such a thing, but not long after, Song Qian gave up resisting.

She likes Song Beichuan and is willing to get out of bed with men like him.

She began to take off her clothes on her own initiative, and her white body leaked out, like smooth silk.

After a while, I heard the sound of crying from inside, endlessly.

The translator passed by the corridor and showed a smug smile, afraid that Song Beichuan would definitely die this time. At this moment, the waiter who brought Song Beichuan into the room walked up to him and said, "The poisonous woman was driven out and said that this group of people had guns."

When the translator heard this, he was stunned. She came out, who was inside? He wanted to go in and see what happened, but hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up. He wanted to tell Li Chuanggen the news, but in his room, the man gasped heavily.

Why are you doing this? He couldn't help but sigh.

Obviously, his side is not over yet. If you disturb him at this time, you are afraid that you will not have any good results. So you simply wave your hand and hide back in the room and sleep in a bored place.
Chapter completed!