Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Blood Splattered Tulips

Lu Ping tried his best to serve the girls with humility.He opened the door of the small room first, and asked the young lady to "please" first. Walking out of the phone booth, the two of them each had a smile on their faces; each of them had a knife hidden in their hearts! Lu Ping was thinking, if he guessed correctly what the lady said on the phone, then wait a minute, maybe there is still a good show to watch.Well, full martial arts! Lu Ping was not afraid of fighting.Lu Ping had many noble hobbies in his life, such as nosy, lying, stealing and so on, and fighting was one of them.He regards fighting as "intensive stretching". When he encounters a lack of energy, he can find an irrelevant fight to fight, which can refresh his blood, and its effect is similar to that of morning exercise.

But not today.Because, the fish just came out of the water, so it was a little greasy, and it was not worth it to slip the beautiful fish from the fingers to take care of the fight.This is something to consider. The two walked back to their original seats. The orchid-like fragrance drifted past the short fat man's red nose again.The autumn suit was getting tighter and tighter with the red and blue stripes.Seeing his lovely leader, Lao Meng bent his face down from time to time, chirping with the woman, almost touching the little mole with the tip of his nose.He remembered that Lu Ping immediately said that tonight, he must kiss this courtesan.It seems that the facts will speak louder than words.

He put that expensive cigar close to his nose and sniffed it.I don't know what kind of tricks Lu Ping is playing tonight?He seemed a little jealous.If he could know that he, the leader, was fighting wits with the most dangerous woman tonight, no doubt his senseless jealousy would turn into great worry. It's a pity he doesn't know anything. Regarding this point, even Lu Ping himself has not fully understood it yet. Lu Ping accompanied Miss Li and returned to Miss Li's seat, but he did not sit down again.He hails the waiter and pays the two tables.To do business, of course, he had to be generous.Then, he asked this Miss Li gently: "How is it? Let's go?"

"Very good. Let's go!" The woman first hid her cigarette case in the purse, then reopened the purse to take it out, opened the case, and took out two cigarettes, one for herself and one for herself. Handing it to Lu Ping, she rubbed it on herself, and then rubbed it on Lu Ping.Every movement shows inadvertent sluggishness. Lu Ping sneered in his heart, thinking: My little love, your way of wasting time is not artistic enough! At this time, a female singer on the bandstand was singing a song "Wang Zhaojun" in front of the microphone, her voice was very crisp and her tone was quite sad.

The woman twisted her neck intentionally or unintentionally, looked at the bandstand, and said, "I like this song very much, and I like the special mood of this song." Then, Lu Zi hurriedly said: "We might as well finish listening to this song before leaving. Fortunately, we are not in a hurry, and we have plenty of time to chat." The other party smiled half a smile, nodded half a nod, neither saying yes nor no.However, she finally sat down gently in the chair with the winch card between her hands. Lu Ping secretly laughed.He felt that all the speculations in the phone room seemed to be almost confirmed.He was thinking, Miss, you should understand better, this is a kind of favor from me, and I will give you five minutes!Five minutes later, maybe right at the door of this coffee shop, there will be a Spanish-style bullfighting drama for you to enjoy.Very good, it's really lively tonight!

He stole his eyes from his strange temporary companion, and suddenly murmured to himself: "Oh, how pitiful." "What pity?" The other party raised the pair of black gemstones. "I said that Miss is really poor." "Which Miss? Who?" "Miss Wang Qiang, Wang Zhaojun." "What does it mean?" "She was forced to go out of the fortress and walk the road she didn't want to go. This is also a small tragedy in life!" The woman threw away the cigarette she had just smoked, glared at Lu Ping, and said coldly, "Sir, you are wrong! You must find out, Miss, is she really giving in unconditionally?"

"Miss Li, you are right." Lu Ping bowed slightly to the ground.He stuffed cigarettes into the corners of his mouth, put his hands in his trouser pockets, twirled the heel of one foot, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I disturbed your pleasure of listening to music." Saying this in his mouth, he was thinking in his heart: Miss, I know very well that you think you have a pair of cards with a straight flush in your hand, and you will face me at the door of this coffee shop, or somewhere else. Throw it over.Of course, you will never admit that you have surrendered before you carry out the exercise.right?

Because he remembered the cards in the opponent's hand, Lu Ping felt that if he was unprepared, it would not be good. Speculation, of course, would not work.So he said again: "Miss Li, if you are interested, you might as well sit down for a while and listen to one or two more songs. I will talk to my friend again." This side nodded, expressing satisfaction.Lu Ping knew that she would be satisfied.Wait a little longer, and the order for that "Leuger" gun, imported on time, can be exceptionally easy. Those pitch-black eyes watched Lu Ping's tall back, walking towards the side of the short fat man.

Lu Ping sat down beside Lao Meng, and Lao Meng hurriedly asked, "Boss, how are you talking with your beautiful heroine?" "Excellent impression." Lu Ping said casually. "Would she like to take that precious shot with you?" Humpty Dumpty sneered on his mustache. "Of course! We're going to do an American Western together." "What's the title of the film?" Humpty Humpty thought he, the leader, was joking. "Blood Splattered Tulips!" "Oh, what an appalling name!" Humpty Humpty sticks out his tongue deliberately, casting his eyes four tables away.

Lu Ping was afraid that he would repeat himself, so he quickly said, "Do you know where that black bird lives?" "Not far, just one road away." "How long will it take to call him here?" "Three or four minutes at most." Lu Ping thought, great, three or four minutes, and the opponent is within five minutes, maybe the runners can reach the finish line at the same time.So he said: "Then, I have an important task for you. Hurry up and let the black bird out. Hurry up! Let him wait here to the door, pay attention to the signal of the cigarette in my hand, and act with the camera."

"why……" "Don't ask why!" While speaking, Lu Ping hastily stood up.He patted the short fat man's fat shoulders, and hurriedly ordered: "Leave immediately! Old duck, take your time when you go out. When you get out of the door, flap your duck wings and don't walk around anymore." The other party looked at Lu Ping's face and knew that he, the leader, was not joking. "OK!" The fat and short body stood up from the chair.In order to show his calmness, he put the cigar back into his pocket, stretched left and right, then waved his fat hands and moved outward. As soon as the tulips came out, his duck wings fluttered.The spherical body seemed to be rolling, as if it had been kicked by Li Huitang.He walked really fast, faster than a snail. Here, Lu Ping has already returned to the warm seat, and saw his temporary heroine sitting there silently, as if she was very tolerant.Since Lu Ping had already released that strange black bird, he also felt very relieved that he would not have to worry about the fish slipping through his fingers during a fight. The so-called black bird was a wonderful figure in Lu Ping's pocket.That guy's nickname was "Black Roc"; "Black Roc" for short, and Lu Ping casually called him "Black Bird", "Nigger" or "Black Goods".This black guy, no one knows his real name, and no one knows his real origin.According to what he told people, he was the son of a wealthy overseas Chinese businessman, while others said that he was an illegitimate child born in Java.He was so dark, when he looked in the mirror, it seemed that black ink had been spilled on the mirror!He also broadcast to everyone that every woman fell in love with him within five minutes of seeing him.He was a little self-pitying. This black thing has only two hobbies in his life: one is women; the other is fighting.His love of women is the same as a priest's love of Jesus; his love of fighting is the same as a child's love of candy.But it may not be true that the priest loves Jesus, but it is undeniable that the child loves sweets, so it can also be said that he loves fighting more than women. Thinking of this black bird, Lu Ping couldn't help but smile on his face. "What are you laughing at?" the woman asked. "Me?" Lu Ping blurted out, "When I smile, there seems to be darkness in front of my eyes." "It's all black?" Of course the woman didn't understand. "I was wrong." Lu Ping put a full face of pornography on his face. "I'm talking about a little black, that cute little mole on your face. Honey, when are we going to go?" The woman was thinking, friend, your address is so affectionate!In this world, there are many world tastes, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, sweet at first, and spicy at the end, you might as well try to be sweet while it can be sweet. She gently bent her white arms and looked at her watch. Lu Ping thought to himself, don't look too much, it's almost there. On the music stage, the song "Wang Zhaojun" has been sung, and another song is starting.The woman stretched herself to the sound of the music, stood up, and said softly, "Okay, let's go." Lu Ping put his tall body close to the little bird, savoring the fragrance of her hair, and said softly, "Honey, you should hang on my arm." The woman gave a calm wink, and said in her heart: "Okay, I'll just hang on your arm."Don't regret it! The two walked to the cloakroom, each took out a small copper piece, and Lu Ping took back the hat.The young lady took back her latest jacket and asked Lu Ping to put it on for her.Lu Ping looked at his watch and walked out of the phone room. Up to now, he had spent two five minutes in total, which is enough, probably quite enough. The two of them linked arms, and their footsteps stopped on the stone steps of the coffee room.Lu Ping deliberately moved closer to the charming little mole, and asked softly, "Where shall we talk?" "Choose a quieter place, okay?" The woman also deliberately put her face on Lu Ping's shoulder, raised her eyelashes, and answered in a charming voice. "Very good, Miss." Lu Ping tried his best to pretend to be in high spirits. "A quieter place where no one will bother you. Maybe we can talk all night." I can chat with you about One Thousand and One Nights, hurry up and dream!The other party thought so in her heart, but she didn't make a sound.