Holy shit, what’s this outrageous trick?
A mirror that looks completely ordinary, but people on the other side can freely see everything about you.
Now, sleazy n don’t even need to sneak photographs; they just set up a one-way mirror and brazenly spy on people!
"Damn, if my sister hadn’t exposed you, who knows how many innocent girls you guys would have hard! Go to hell!"
Xi Rubao, steaming with anger, rushed into the private room holding a mop, a vase, and a stainless steel pipe, along with Bai He and Wu Qianman, jumping up onto the sink to swing at them.
Just learned military boxing today, putting it to use instantly, fighting with great vigor.
The n, who were just watching the won’s restroom with great interest, were beaten into panic, scrambling under the table begging for rcy.
The girl who had been crying finally stopped sobbing; timid and frail she gritted her teeth and climbed onto the sink, jumping into the opposite room to join the battle.
The bodyguards who were being defiantly tough just stood frozen, not daring to intervene.
The secret of VIP Room 1888 is the most hidden feature of their bar, only known within the circles of a few rich young guys.
Sick of the usual big als, many of them prefer this—ordinary sneak peeks are too dull, but this live spying on the won’s restroom gets their blood pumping.
Especially when drinking, they can watch to their heart’s content, comnt at will, those unsuspecting girls are the perfect side dish with drinks, the feeling of having it all under control is simply delightful.
Who knew it would be exposed today!
The brawl in the private room lasted for quite a while.
Xi Rubao had no mood for the restroom or gas, pulling Zuzi to leave.
Bai He looked guilty: "When I get ho, I’ll beat my useless brother. While he stays clean and doesn’t co here to ss around, he only says half and doesn’t explain clearly, turns out there’s no shady dance here, but there are shady mirrors! These dirty n, dirty n!"
Wu Qianman didn’t forget to call the police, accusing this bar’s sleazy behavior, hoping officers could co to shut it down and clean up.
The four left the bar by car, seeing sirens wailing across the street, couldn’t help but marvel at encountering oddities just by coming out for a drink or a ga.
Xi Rubao retrospectively rembered the words Zuzi agreed upon coming out, feeling amazed: "Sis, no wonder you said coming out could just incidentally do three good deeds today, we just saved that girl, and also wrecked this bar’s sleazy money-making tool, invisibly saving more girls!"
Zuzi just smiled silently.
The three won’s emotions surged, having done a good deed, but since this incident, they only feel all mirrors in public venues now exude an unsafe aura.
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VIP Room 1998.
Nangong Mo was engrossed in gaming.
Suddenly, the woman he was networking with disappeared again.
Unlike previous tis when she suddenly ran off, this ti he waited for a long ti and she didn’t co back, moving on to a few more storyline scenes, still no sign of her.
He patiently waited a while longer, and she finally appeared again, his heart leaping.
Never before has he been so invested in sothing at his age; he now seed like a teenager addicted to online gas, eagerly approaching to converse with the female protagonist: "Little sister, you’re back? Brother promises not to push you this ti, willing to let you choose voluntarily, alright?"
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