C10 Drunk Woman

"Idiot!"

Zhang Zitao said indifferently. He brought Zhao Yanran and walked towards the Tianfu Jewelry Store's entrance, not wanting to waste any more time with him.

Zhao Yanran stared at him blankly. She had always felt that he was extraordinary today.

Behind him, he thought of a bunch of discussions.

"This is Red Jade!"

"This is Yellow Jade!"

"Violet!"

"This piece is also a violet!"

The five hairy stone finally revealed their true appearances. Everyone was shocked to discover that the emerald among the hairy stone was exactly the same as Zhang Zitao had described!

"How is this possible!"

"He actually guessed it all right!"

"Are you sure this is a guess?"

Looking at Zhang Zitao's departing figure, the eyes of the crowd slowly turned from shock to worship. How high would one have to be to reach such a level in a stone gambling field?

Compared to him, the so-called Master Lian Ming didn't even seem worth mentioning.

Lin Hao was completely dumbfounded. How could it be like this!

It was Zhang Zitao again!

"Zhang Zitao!"

Lin Hao gritted his teeth as he looked at Zhang Zitao's leaving figure.

On the other side, Consecutive tinnitus, who was slapped on the face, had a bad complexion. Yang Jianbing ran out and hugged his leg with his nose full of tears and said: "Master, you have to avenge me!"

Consecutive tinnitus's face was ashen as he snorted coldly: "From today onwards, you have nothing to do with me."

After which, he left with an ashen face.

Who would have thought that today, they would be stepped on by a junior's craftiness.

Zhang Zitao sent Zhao Yanran back. Under her repeated requests, he had to give her his bank card number. Then, she called Zhang Zitao for 5 million and promised that the remaining 5 million would be transferred to Zhang Zitao's bank card within a month.

Zhang Zitao could only accept it. It was already 10 o'clock at night when he got back to the company. He happened to see the supervisor standing in the security room and glaring at him angrily.

"I heard you left your job to go to a reunion?"

The manager of the company was a fatty with the surname Li. He was usually extremely harsh towards his subordinates.

"That's right."

Zhang Zitao nodded.

"Let's go see the goddess. Don't you see what kind of disgusting expression you have? How could the goddess fall for someone as poor as you?"

Fatty Li laughed disdainfully.

"Next time when you're off duty again, do you believe that your father will quit!?"

Zhang Zitao's face was calm. He had already given up on this job for a long time, working overtime without pay. He was originally going to attend the reunion after work, but now he had become a teacher who left class. He sneered: "Forget it, I'm not doing this anymore!"

"What?"

Fatty Li looked at Zhang Zitao in shock.

"I advise you to keep your mouth shut!"

Zhang Zitao walked up and said coldly after putting a knee on Fatty Li's stomach.

Fatty Li felt pain as he bent his waist to look at Zhang Zitao in shock. Was this still the submissive him?

"Also, with so much energy, I might as well be in charge of my own matters. Don't let the grass on your head blossom, you still don't know."

Zhang Zitao snorted and left the company.

It was already 11 pm when he returned to his room. The place he stayed at was upstairs of a nightclub. Because of the noise, although the facilities of the house were good, the price was relatively low.

After washing up, Zhang Zitao laid on the bed. He had 8 million in the card now, which was a little bit of money, but it was still far from enough. After all, this was Huadong, he couldn't even afford a decent house with 8 million.

While he was deep in thought, he heard someone knocking on his door.

Who was knocking on the door so late at night?

Zhang Zitao thought impatiently as he opened the door in his pajamas.

As soon as she opened the door, she felt a hot body filled with alcohol smell falling into Zhang Zitao's arms. Zhang Zitao quickly helped her up.

It was an unfamiliar girl, with short black hair and an attractive criminal face. She was wearing a loose dark brown T-shirt, and jeans.

Did you go the wrong way when you were drunk?

Zhang Zitao's heart was filled with doubts. Although he had always lived above the nightclub, this was the first time he saw such a situation. It was obvious that the girl had drunk too much at the nightclub and directly found his home.

"What should we do?"

Zhang Zitao fell into a dilemma.

"Not everyone has the chance to pick up dead fish."

"But wouldn't it be too irresponsible for me to do so?"

After 0.1 seconds of mental struggle, Zhang Zitao immediately brought the girl home.

"Drink, give me some wine!"

She subconsciously mumbled.

The smell of alcohol made Zhang Zitao frown. He sighed and dragged her to the bedroom nearby.

Zhang Zitao was relieved when he saw that she didn't seem to have any consciousness. He sighed and covered her with the blanket before turning around to leave.

Although he was not a righteous man, he would not take advantage of her. Just as he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a small dagger hidden in her hot pants!

At this moment, the girl lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes. She quickly took out a dagger from her hot pants and stabbed towards Zhang Zitao.

Zhang Zitao was dumbfounded. What kind of money was this?

Bang!

Why did the situation suddenly change? Who was this girl?

He instinctively wanted to dodge to the side, but at this moment, something strange happened. The speed of that woman's dagger was constantly slowing down in his eyes, so slow that it seemed like the scene in front of him was about to freeze. Zhang Zitao directly reached out and grabbed her wrist, and even he didn't realize that at this moment, his eyes were actually emitting a faint red light.

The moment he caught hold of Bai Ruyu, his right hand uncontrollably clasped onto her smooth neck. Zhang Zitao only recovered from his strange state after he did all of this.

He shook his head, feeling dizzy.

Bai Yan looked at Zhang Zitao in shock. How could he be so fast? How could he be faster than her?

She was clearly a practitioner, but at that moment, she only saw an afterimage of Zhang Zitao's hand. She didn't even have time to react before she was controlled.

"Who sent you?"