I, the female supporting role, play three male supporting roles at the same time

Chapter 299 Eyes

"Oh, what a coincidence." Zhao Ruoming said with a fake smile, "I don't want to see you, but I also want you to die."

Di Wanshu's pale, thin fingers, like bamboo branches, slowly touched the bar in front of Zhao Ruoming: "Aren't you going to ask me why I was invited?"

"I have no interest in how you came here, but I am more interested in how you died." Zhao Ruoming said as he opened a bottle of vodka and poured it into the cup that had held Di Wanshu's finger. This cup must be thoroughly disinfected.

The sake gurgled, and the violent aroma of the liquor filled the air. Di Wanshu waved his hands, not knowing whether to wave away the smell of alcohol or to wave away the frustration in his heart that had nowhere to vent.

He liked Zhao Ruoming hating him, loathing him, being angry and furious with him, racking his brains to plot against him, and even enjoying Zhao Ruoming's killing intent. The only thing he didn't like was the current situation, when Zhao Ruoming treated him like a mouse.

A slender hand passed over Di Wanshu and picked up the glass of vodka. Zhao Ruoming looked up in confusion and was stunned - the person who came was actually Francois!

Bro, what are you doing here if you're not going to lick the Queen of Darkness?

Before Zhao Ruoming could say anything, François had already drunk the entire glass of vodka!

Zhao Ruoming: “.”

Francois naturally couldn't recognize Zhao Ruoming, who had changed into a different person, and was still obsessed with the plot. After drinking a whole glass of strong liquor, Francois poked the glass on the bar with a "clang" sound and said, "Another glass."

Zhao Ruoming: “…”

Zhao Ruoming said in his sea of ​​consciousness: "What should I take?"

203 immediately projected the original text of the novel in front of Zhao Ruoming.

Zhao Ruoming said with great emotion: "Sir, you can't drink any more!"

"Do your job well." Francois raised his eyes, looking majestic without anger. The dark eyes contained endless domineering and murderous intent (original description), which made the bartender feel cold all over! (original description)

Zhao Ruoming looked at the original text in the air, then looked at François in front of him.

Pitch-black eyes??? Francois’ pupils can change into seven colors?

Zhao Ruoming, who was frozen by the murderous intent, relaxed for a while and said earnestly: "Sir, this is 94-degree vodka. It must be mixed before you can drink it. Otherwise, I will make you a cocktail?" He took the opportunity to change the cup for his fellow villager. This unlucky kid dared to drink anything!

Francois curled his lips in disdain, revealing a sneer that was three parts disdain and seven parts cold. His eyes, like dots of ink, were extremely sharp. The bartender in front of him felt that he had been seen through! (Original description)

Francois took out a black card and said to Zhao Ruoming, "Do you see this card? The money in it is enough for you to spend until the end of your life. The password is six zeros."

Although Zhao Ruoming was already shocked, he still cooperated with his fellow villager professionally and pretended to be terrified: "Sir! I don't understand what you mean!"

"Pour me a drink and it's yours."

Zhao Ruoming's breathing became lighter, and he immediately and swiftly took out a row of 203 cups that had just been quantum cleaned from behind him, skillfully arranged them one by one on the bar, and filled them up one by one.

Francois stared at the transparent colorless wine, his amber eyes reflecting the sparkling water, like two gorgeous gems. When Zhao Ruoming saw this state, he knew that the other party was going to start performing again, and he took a step back calmly.

The next second, François punched the bar, shattering all the wine glasses!

Splash, splash. The wine, wrapped in the broken pieces of the cup, splashed down like a glass waterfall. Fortunately, Zhao Ruoming had put up a protective shield in advance, and Di Wanshu was extremely obsessed with cleanliness, so he cleaned himself up immediately, so no one was injured for the time being.

I saw that the bar counter made of fine steel and bulletproof glass had been cracked!

Francois looked indifferent and threw out another card: "Clean this place up."

Zhao Ruoming wanted to lift up Francois's suit to see if there was a stack of black cards inside so he could hand them out like flyers. But before he could put this idea into practice, a cold voice interrupted him.

"What are you angry about?"

A figure in a fiery red dress came into view. The person was wearing a gorgeous mask inlaid with gold and jade, revealing only a delicate chin. Her snow-white chest was as white as jade, standing proudly, and was set off by the fiery dress to be even more radiant. The 10-centimeter high heels moved forward and backward freely, and the sharp high heels made a pleasant sound like drums on the floor. (Original description)

The newcomer leaned on Francois softly, wrapping around him like a charming water snake. She stretched out a jade hand with red nail polish and lifted Francois' chin frivolously: "You are so angry, the host of the banquet will be unhappy~"

The anger on François' face disappeared in an instant. He pinched the chin of the woman next to him, his voice hoarse, and his eyes filled with a deep possessiveness.

"I thought you weren't coming tonight."

Zhao Ruoming: …

Zhao Ruoming stared at the woman on François in amazement and couldn't help wiping his eyes.

“This is—this is?”

203 said: "Yes, this is Feng Liuxue."

Zhao Ruoming's eyes involuntarily swept across Feng Liuxue's face, her smooth and tender arms, her curvy figure, and her seductive and gorgeous red lips; his eyes were fixed on her.

Of course, this look did not contain the slightest bit of desire; it was purely the kind of amazement that an uninformed country bumpkin would feel when he saw something new when he first came to the city.

This, this, this! When I saw her at night, Feng Liuxue was still as thin as a bamboo pole. Only a few hours had passed. How did she eat herself into this state?

Zhao Ruoming watched it back and forth twice, and from being dumbfounded to barely calming down, he was filled with awe for the magic of nature.

Zhao Ruoming said with emotion: "If you tell me now that this is a fairy tale and Feng Liuxue is a rag doll that has become a spirit, I will believe it. If it gets thin, just fill it with cotton, and if it gets fat, just take it apart and wash it. Other than that, I can't figure out why she is so stretchable!"

Perhaps Zhao Ruoming's gaze was too explicit, Feng Liuxue suddenly frowned and cast her gaze on Zhao Ruoming's face. When she met Zhao Ruoming's clear black eyes, Feng Liuxue's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"I don't like your eyes."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Ruoming felt something stop in front of her. When she looked closely, she found that it was a silver needle hanging one centimeter in front of her eyeball!

Zhao Ruoming: ???