Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

Chapter 137: Home (8)

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Resisting the urge to stretch out his hands, Huang Xuan pretended to cough, turned his head slightly and said, "Where is your sister Cai Yan?"

It’s not that he has inherited Liu Xiahui’s spiritual legacy, nor is he worried about the nosebleeds in the comics. It’s just that he is occasionally worried that Miss Diao Chan will discover his behavior. Or maybe, he still has a little bit of embarrassment in his heart...

Miss Diao didn't doubt that he was there, she still wiped her hair and said: "Sister Wenji is also taking a bath. The bath here is very useful. We just learned it from the waiter."

Both girls were extremely smart. When Huang Xuan was in the Han Dynasty, he could not remember official names other than Situ. However, in just one day, they had already memorized nearly a hundred nouns, and there was no such thing as a crown prince or a prince. , which made Huang Xuan feel ashamed. He sneered and said, "You and Wen Ji should go change your clothes. Dian Wei seems to have caused some trouble. Let's go and take a look."

Diao Chan responded with a smile. As soon as Huang Xuan sent her into the room, he heard a creaking sound. When he looked back, he saw a pink and white calf stepping out from the smoke.

Before Huang Xuan could look again, he heard a soft "Oops" and a towel was thrown towards him. When Huang Xuan, the enemy of ten thousand people, solved the problem of sight, he only heard the regretful closing sound of the door of the other bedroom.

Huang Xuan tried hard to recall that Cai Wenji, who was about 1.78 meters tall, had an amazing figure. At only 17 years old, she already had signs of a devilish figure. Unfortunately, she didn't even see one-tenth of it, so she couldn't give an answer. An accurate assessment, but looking at the calf that extends smoothly from the ankle all the way up, you can tell that compared to the beautiful Diao Chan beauty, Miss Cai Yan is very beautiful on the inside.

The poor manager at the door waited until he was old, and then Huang Xuanfang walked out of the room with the two women. With Dianwei's skills and someone who has seen modern weapons, he is simply a human weapon. Who can really hurt him? So he was not in a hurry. Just for a while, I still didn't have the nerve to teach the two women how to use bras and other modern things. I couldn't tell if it was subconsciously.

In order to avoid the embarrassment just now, Huang Xuan found a small sky blue waistcoat for Diao Chan, which he got from shopping in the supermarket a few days ago. Except for Dian Wei, these three people are all well-off people, and Dian Wei is also very carefree. With his character, he has no interest in carefully selecting things when buying them. He just throws them away and only once is enough to prepare a year's worth of equipment.

Hilton's manager was already scratching his head. If Isaac hadn't been guarding the door, he might have ignored his professional ethics and banged the door. When Huang Xuan came out with two fairy-like beauties, the manager was speechless.

"Let's go." Huang Xuan smiled in his heart, even worse than me. But it's light on the mouth.

"Oh." The manager responded cautiously and glanced at Diao Chan secretly. Not sure if he could see clearly, he lowered his head again. After entering the elevator, he dared to take another look at the reflection of the metal door.

Diao Chan was still a little afraid of these modern equipments. She stayed close to Huang Xuan, almost like a little bird clinging to people. Cai Wenji was much more generous. Although she didn't understand the reason, no matter what she saw, They all looked unfazed by honor and disgrace, and their manners were graceful, showing their noble demeanor.

The gym is on the fourth floor of the hotel, occupying most of the floor, and the rest is attached to the shower and rest rooms. Seeing how Diao Chan was taking the elevator, Huang Xuan doubted whether Dian Wei ran down the fire stairs.

As soon as he walked out of the elevator, he could hear shouts in the gym. Huang Xuan glanced at the manager, who hunched over and said, "Your entourage is competing with others. When I came, I had already destroyed two sets of tensioners and Boxing ergometer.”

"Is it the kind of thing that punches, then displays a value, and then shouts 'you are so good'?" The boxing dynamometer Huang Xuan had seen was in the game arcade.

The manager led the three of them all the way and said with a smile: "Ours is a regular dynamometer. It shows pounds. The maximum value is 1,000. The strongest boxer in the world right now is Jeff Lewis, with 150 pounds." He said with a smile on his face. He became bitter and said: "This follower of yours broke two dynamometers in two blows. No one could understand what he was saying. He even hit someone just now."

His voice became softer and softer as he spoke. Huang Xuan said "grace" and walked forward while suppressing a smile. What is the style of Dian Wei Daxia? Hearing that his friend had been beaten by a local wealthy man, he rushed in with a knife, killed the wealthy man surnamed Liu, and then took hundreds of people around the city for a week. It was normal to beat many people.

However, he was also a little strange. It stands to reason that if you beat someone in this hotel, even if the victim doesn't pursue it, there will always be security guards who want to persuade the person to leave. If even the security guards were beaten... wouldn't that mean the police were called in

Huang Xuan glanced at the manager and said, "What's going on inside now?"

"You'll know after you take a look." In fact, the manager no longer has much hope for Huang Xuan. He is young, rich, and accompanied by beautiful women. He is not a typical playboy. This kind of person is probably afraid of the world being unstable. .

Although this gentleman's assumption about Huang Xuan was not comprehensive, it was not biased. Just looking at the way Huang Xuan was itching and unbearable, we knew that he wanted to see what trouble Dian Wei got into more than quelling the trouble.

The entrance to the gym is two huge glass doors. The door shafts are made of transparent glass like two golden hoops. The dark gray door handles are too thick to hold. Like the sandalwood plaque flaunting in front of the door, they all seem to express strength. theme.

From here, the cheers inside could be clearly heard. Huang Xuan glanced back and opened the door first.

The noise came.

"78!"

"79!"

"80!"

"Group 9." A group of shirtless men shouted at the top of their lungs. If Huang Xuan hadn't known that this was a gym, Huang Xuan would have thought he had entered some underground casino. He looked at it for a long time, but didn't find Dian Wei. He was tall. He is almost 1.9 meters tall, and his shoulders are twice as wide as a normal person's. He can't miss anything at a glance.

"Inside." The manager extended his finger to the crowd ungracefully.

Huang Xuan frowned. He had no interest in smelling men. A bodyguard had a discerning eye and took a step forward to separate the two people.

Other bodyguards quickly followed. Isaac followed Huang Xuan and quickly created a passage.

Wen Ji and Diao Chan both covered their noses, but the men around them still noticed them. Both women were tall and had delicate faces. Even though half of their faces were covered, they still made people think.

Seeing that they could not break through the bodyguards' defense, the strong men tried their best to show off their muscles. The scene was like a herd of estrus antelopes in the African grasslands.

As Huang Xuan and others went deeper, the shouts gradually became quieter. I don't know whether they were attracted by the stunning beauty of the two women, or whether they were hoarse from shouting.

Huang Xuan vaguely saw Dian Wei lying there doing bench presses. Just looking at the heavily pressed barbells at both ends, he knew that the weight on them was definitely unbearable for normal people.

"88!"

"89!"

Isaac opened his mouth wide and stared closely at Dian Wei's arm, smacking his lips, which gave people a very bad association...

… (To be continued)