It was almost 21 o'clock, Mr. Galin was holding his wine glass and asking the waiter beside him for wine: "I'm telling you, what's wrong with you? Can't even brandy make me enjoy the famous mavericks armed forces?"

He is now sitting on a wide oak chair, with a long-legged black girl sitting on his left leg, while the other one with two balls of big breasted goddess, who is 1.8 meters tall, is pressed against the back of his head, and one leans against his chest... and feeds him dessert in front, and the one behind him is constantly massaged.

"Mr. Galin, you are so great. You can do six glasses of white wine in one breath. It is said that a man's alcohol tolerance is proportional to the time in bed. You are also a famous chemical engineer in the world. You must have unique insights in that regard..." The goddess behind him squeezed his head hard and said delicately.

"That's of course, it's just a mechanical movement of a high-level level. That's it..." Galin laughed twice in drunken eyes, burped, and inexplicably said to the waiter holding the soberer next to him: "Thank you, get your tip."

The waiter smiled numbly on his black expression, nodded, and said thank you.

He knew Mr. Garling was drunk.

Galin asked for wine from the beginning, and when he said thank you, the wine in his glass was always full. The reason for saying these words was because he drank too much.

Most of the guests dispersed. In the dim area west of the banquet hall, the negotiations between Tysonda and Sbattenf have been going on for a long time, and the first cooperation between countless cross-continents has been reached. There are still a few troubles left to go to the final negotiations.

Perhaps they were tired, and they were not talking about sensitive topics in depth, and they were lazily leaning on the sofa.

"Brother, you Marin?" Tysonda looked at Marin Garland surrounded by beautiful women on the main table, and said with some confusion: "He is the most mysterious guy in the underground world. He can make cutting-edge weapons and conduct mysterious chemical experiments. Early chemistry is even more amazing. Will he attract the attention of some countries..."

As he spoke, he gestured out the symbols of several international organizations, including Interpol and the mysterious Western powers, which seemed very mysterious.

"My 'Mass Elephant', your concerns are redundant. Marin was a man who only appeared in Eurasia, South America and Africa for a few years ago. The ones who were doing drugs were transported in dozens of tons or dozens of tons. Do you think you can make money every day and be rich in a few years, and then it disappeared. Of course, he didn't call this name before. If you said anything about organizing investigations, they will find that their fingerprints are different."

Sbattenf used to call him masturbation, and he seemed to have always been very friendly. He immediately continued:

"He has only become active in society in recent years. Now if he talks about the name Marin Garland, he is also a very famous person in Africa, but he is just labeled as a vegetarian and wildlife protection ambassador..."

He was right. Now Marin has appeared in African regional professional forums many times, donating tens of millions of dollars to the most primitive dwarf primitive tribes, and investing millions of dollars to certain rare wild animals to build permanent homes, equipped them with dozens of fully armed security guards to prevent people from hunting wildly.

But now this guy is drunk, his head arches in the arms of the big ball girl behind him, and he keeps rubbing her face, looking super comfortable, and looks like he is floating and ecstatic. Looking at him, the long-legged goddess is kneeling on the ground, her mouth is lying in his crotch...

The waiters who were serving him looked blind, because they knew that four or five cold-looking bodyguards standing near the stage were all Tysonda's personal death warriors, and had already received instructions that anyone who dared not serve Mr. Marin could give him a bullet directly.

Of course, many of them have added sound silence facilities to the Bereta pistols.

Two men in top hats standing next to the screen next to the east entrance were standing there obediently, as if waiting for the master to call them at any time. One of them said in a neutral voice: "It's so disgusting. How can you dead men do this? There is no preparation at all. This is too disrespectful to women."

This person was Li Xuan in the waiter's costume. She glanced at Marin's vulgar movements like a beast, and immediately turned her head, with contempt on her face.

Long Wei looked at the place more than ten meters away naturally. The light is very dark now. It should be to match the current atmosphere, especially the special habit of Marin, a treasure-level guest. OK. It looks a little dim, a little ambiguous... a little comfortable, and whispered: "Stop! If you object to this guy, you won't do bad things? If you don't like him, there will be no women to follow you? Who is like me, so dedicated, so handsome and so obedient, and there are always women chattering in front of you and saying something useless..."

He was just talking, and felt that his ribs were gently hit. He understood that it was Li Xuan who blamed him, but he told him that she did not hurt at all. Instead, she gently helped him rub it when she hit his skin. After rubbing, she wanted to pinch him, but she took his hand away without pinching it.

"Yes, you have experience in this area. Let this bastard spend some energy and we can do it." Li Xuan agreed softly.

Her voice in favor sounded weird, probably because she evaluated the ugly behavior that the guy was lying on a chair.

Half an hour later, Marin breathed comfortably, looked at the area to the west with her body, and found that Tysonda and the others had disappeared. Knowing that they were all taking care of his emotions, she immediately breathed a lot of comfortably and said, "Come on."

He originally called to Tysonda's guard leader Madaha, but for a while he didn't see the guy's shadow. He probably didn't know which woman's room he went to and fell asleep. His eyes were swimming in the face of the guard in the distance, and saw a waiter walking over with a plate in the east. When he arrived, he nodded to him first, and then grabbed a stack of small-denominated Licoins (Liberisen's universal currency) on the plate and threw some of them at the distance.

Marin was supported by two beautiful women and stood up. She ejaculated her strap gracefully. She kissed the big ball beauty on the right first, then turned her head to kiss her long legs... When she found that there was a faint corner of her mouth, ru                                                                                                 

The waiter stood beside him and made a gesture of inviting him. Marin instinctively looked up at the direction of the second floor spiral ladder. The waiter guided him in front, constantly reminding him in a low voice: "Sir, pay attention to your feet, pay attention to your feet..."

Just as they slowly went upstairs, in the corridor leading to the guest room area on the second floor, a mysterious waiter was considerately tipping the service lady and other waiters on the floor, so that they could go to the news.

Money can make the devil push the mill! Moreover, it is late at night now, and there are a large number of guards patrolling outside. Therefore, none of these people hesitated when they saw the money. They took the money, put it in their hands and weighed it, and said thank you to the waiter wearing sunglasses in front of them.

This villa is not only a place where Tysonda often comes to vacation, but also a den where he often organizes mysterious organizations and gangs to discuss things in secret. There are all people coming in and out. Asians and Europeans can often see it. A few days ago, there were also a few Oriental sumo wrestlers. It was not surprising that these waiters saw people wearing sunglasses at night.

In their eyes, those who wear glasses have the same personality as those who are full of tongues... on their heads and noses.

When Marin took the crab steps, constantly combing his shiny hair, and habitually tugging on the strap to make a relaxed and comfortable sound, a tall girl stood there on a simple bar seven or eight meters away, looking at them with a smile.

"Boss, our boss arranged a reporter, B's senior dialogue reporter, the second one, she looks pretty good, for example, her eyes are soft and her face is good. You see, she has two sweet dimples when she smiles, and having a glass of wine with such a woman, your sleep quality must be good tonight. If you like it, please give her a chance to let her devote all her body and mind to conduct in-depth interviews with you, look..." The waiter introduced it talkatively.

He kept watching the girl in a long evening dress and said, and kept looking back at Marin's face. He saw that the more he heard the more he felt, the corners of his mouth curled up gently, as if some parts of his already weak parts were now awakened by the new scenery.

"Is that so? There is such a dedicated female reporter. It looks familiar. Have we already discussed the news stories in bed? By the way, what is her name?" Although Marin was immersed in her imagination of the girl under the soft light, the waiter suddenly stumped the question.

The waiter raised his hand to scratch his head, but found that Marin was staring at him, so he immediately put it down, looked at his face in front of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Boss, you have that, that thing on your mouth, that thing, that thing, is something that women don't like..."

He was talking about lipstick. There were several pieces on Malin's fat face, and two marks extended from his beard to his skin, which looked very eye-catching.

If he talks about other topics, maybe Marin would take care of him directly with his palms, but this question seems quite interesting. Whether it is picking up girls or playing with women, at least he has to give the other party a good impression when he first meets, even if he is a ruthless young man.
Chapter completed!