Apocalypse Cockroach

“Wow..." Wan Qiang's ass was like a broken bamboo breaking wooden chair, sat on the floor, the wood splashed, Zhang Xiaoqiang was frowning and dancing. Today's main purpose he had forgotten, flirting with the chick, loaded with the next big money, the strongest man provoked, knew the smell of human milk, now he saw the joke, made him feel a fullness, how wonderful life is?

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not laugh. If he wanted to talk about quality, others would not have so many worries. He laughed. In people's jokes, Wanqiang climbed up and looked at everyone with anger. He grabbed two chair legs like chopsticks in his hand and folded them together and broke them easily.

The sound of the broken ladder leg caused everyone to shut up, Wanqiang looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang next to him, wanted to take this from the head, find Zhang Xiaoqiang trouble, complete his task, but saw Zhang Xiaoqiang seriously holding a glass of wine to drink, did not take another look.

Wan Qiang was somewhat discouraged, he could not bully others for no reason, he had to reason (he was specifically taught by his mother), looked at a piece of residue on the ground, Wan forcefully scratched his bald head, turned around and walked out the door, walked halfway, came from the corner three people cleaned the ground, even the potato spray drinks wiped with a mop.

Zhang Xiaoqiang thought Wanqiang wanted face, left himself, and no longer cared for him, waiting for the show. At this time, there was another heavy step behind him. Wanqiang came in with a square steel water tank. Wanqiang held it very carefully, reaching forward with his hands, and lifting the steel box away from his chest, he obviously did not want to stain his clothes.

The kilogram steel box was like a sponge in his hand, he looked very relaxed, don't sweat, even if the coarse breath did not gasp, the powerful movement made the joke man completely shut up.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes narrowed, he had seen that Wanqiang's power was still above Yang Kel, that is, by far, Wanqiang was the most powerful man he had ever seen.

Wan Qiang walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang's body, first he snorted gently, placed the steel box gently on the floor, pulled the tablecloth carefully pounded on the steel box, lifted the legs of trousers, and sat down carefully.

He just sat down and heard a noise coming from under his ass.

“Cut, wipe...”

Half the wooden floor pressed by the steel box cracked, then the steel box sank slightly, all the wooden floors at the edge lifted their heads, saw those poor wooden floors, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but want to cover his eyes, this man is too destructive, the owner of this shop will be heartbroken.

Then Zhang Xiaoqiang thought, this is not his own home, why should he be distressed? In this way, his mind was balanced. At this time, the lights in the field went out at the same time. In the dark, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yaotou were vigilant. In their wonder, two shooting lights appeared on the top of their heads. The red, yellow light columns were cast over the two large iron cages on the top of their heads.

Then the moving music sounded, and the two beautiful women in the cage twisted, waving their hands and hips across the music, and the snow-white skin stained a few demons in alternative lights.

Everyone else is looking at these two appetizers, Zhang Xiaoqiang is depressed, the two big iron cages are between him and Wanqiang sky, looking up can only see the bottom of the cage, the others are basically invisible, what is this? Spend a lot of money looking at iron cages?

Wan Qiang seemed a little bigger. He looked up at the two iron cages and didn't know what was in them. His eyes moved onto Zhang Xiaoqiang's table.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's perspective was sharp. He saw Wanqiang staring at his wine. He poured himself a glass. He glanced provocatively at Wanqiang and poured it into his mouth. He first leaned back at his neck. He rinsed his mouth like a toothbrush and swallowed it, giving Wanqiang a white eye.

Smell the fragrance, Wanqiang's saliva is about to flow down. He doesn't care about Zhang Xiaoqiang's provocative and indecent actions. His heart is scratching like a claw.

I wondered whether the boss would pay for his tent, hesitating, the aroma was getting stronger and stronger, couldn't help but seduce him, finally made up his mind, this wine still had to be drunk, say to reduce the vigilance of the target.

The bell rang. In the noisy music, the bell was not very obvious. The unobtrusive bell still attracted a girl wearing a cheongsam and stepping on high heels. The girl was an acquaintance of Zhang Xiaoqiang. A warm kiss gave him a fresh memory. The girl strolled to Wanqiang's waist and limbs.

Step forward, wanting to walk into Wanqiang, the toe tripped the steel box pressed out of the floor of the wooden board, the girl shouted and flew out.

The girl who flew in the air was afraid to open her eyes, danced her arms, wanted to grab something, suddenly, her waist tightened, then she was hugged into a tobacco-scented arms, listened to a strong heartbeat, and the girl opened her eyes quietly.

Wan Qiang saw the girl fly out the first time.

He leaned down and looked under his ass, and when he saw a pair of high heeled shoes left in front of a soaring plank, he touched his bald head and smiled silly, and he figured out how the girl flew out, and then he remembered, what happened to the girl?

Wan Qiang turned around and saw the girl's red face climbing out of Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms. She looked at her and was reluctant to divide the continuous motion into mutilation motions to complete the slow motion.

The girl blushed and said sorry. Her eyes stared like silk at Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. In the middle of her heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang waited for his retention. At the moment the girl left, his salted pig claws reached into the girl's wide open breast ditch and then took away his big hand.

The girl's smile was stronger. She felt a few more items on the baby and felt the texture of that thing. She knew it was good and became more enthusiastic about Zhang Xiaoqiang. But she still has guests waiting, reluctant to turn around.

As soon as he turned around, Zhang Xiaoqiang slapped the girl on the butt. This slap took Wanqiang up. He finally waited for a chance. Zhang Xiaoqiang took advantage of the price, and he knocked Zhang Xiaoqiang out under the pretext of punishing the hooligans, completing his task of 30 tons of rice.

Without waiting for him to do it, the girl reacted, suddenly poured into Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms, kissed him dead on his face, leaving a deepest lipstick mark, with a sparkling water in his eyes, and God turned around to see her face faint, Wan Qiang sat down with resentment, his mouth whispered: “The adulterer * *! ”

“What do you need? ”

Girl's gaze stood next to Wanqiang, high heeled shoes have been recovered, she has no good face for this saboteur who made her look ugly.

“Give me a few bottles of wine. White, no red, quick...”