Extra: Banquet Tour (End)

(Thanks to the leader of the alliance, Shen Shen Shen, for their strong support for this book)

Luke's indifferent face showed disgust, wiped his hands with a white handkerchief, and murmured: "To have an oily face, it's really not about personal hygiene. If you are so incompetent, you should stay well. Don't come out to be disgusting people at home."

With that said, he checked the palm of his hand again, as if he was really looking to see if there was any dirt on it, and finally threw away the handkerchief, bowed slightly and stepped back to the side.

Only then did a group of men and women find Max wearing a cat-face mask behind him.

Two of the girls should have been in the cospy circle, and when they saw the cat face mask, they couldn't help but blurt out: "Bei, Best?"

A group of people looked at them blankly: "What?"

Well, the called Max was also stunned, and finally managed to hold back the same "what".

As a New Yorker, she certainly knew about Black Catwoman, but never noticed that Black Catwoman's official name was actually Best.

Just like many people today know the death knell, but don't know that the official name of the death knell is Beidou.

Luke is funny.

This mask was not made by him for Selena, but a pure cospy product made by the little turtles, and he just took one.

Besides, the old-fashioned Best Armor that Selena wore was sealed by her as a souvenir, and was never given to anyone, not even Luke.

Now it has entered the era of nano armor, and the appearance and various structures of the armor are only different from the input model parameters.

But I didn't expect that there are cospy lovers here? He looked at the two girls with great interest, and found that they were pale and trembling.

In front of everyone's eyes, the only small strip of cloth on one of them was instantly wet, and a large stream of yellow liquid with a distinct smell rushed down his legs.

Luke was stunned for a moment and looked at the system panel: Well, yes, these two girls are indeed normal people with yellow neutrality.

Then why should they be afraid of Black Catwoman, or even urinate on the spot?

Before he could think of his super-speedy head, the girl across from him who was terrified of peeing was already lying on the ground with a thud, "explaining" with a desperate face: "Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to,

That's what she taught me to do. "

Luke:? ? ?

Max: ? ? ?

A group of men and women: ? ? ?

Only the girl who also shouted "Best" with her changed her complexion, and... also urinated.

The man who urinated later felt that his companion wanted to shift the "responsibility" onto himself, and subconsciously took the lead.

She raised her hand and pointed to one of the two second-generations left: "It's Barry, he made me and Nina dress up as a black catwoman. He's rich and powerful, we can only agree. Actually, I and Nina Na is very normal, never masochistic, it's all forced by Barry."

The girl who urinated first was even more timid, and when she heard what her plastic best friend said, she nodded without thinking: "Yes, Barry forced us..."

Luke raised a finger and gently placed it in front of his lips, signaling the two to shut up.

Listening to it further, he was really afraid that he would crippled these two idiot women.

Thinking of who cospy is personal freedom, but it is too brainless to repeat such disgusting things.

Of course, this Barry in their mouths is the initiator.

And Barry is the mastermind who wants to do something to Max, the protagonist of today's banquet, the yacht owner, the "core" characters of the second generation.

Luke's icy gaze fell on Barry.

Coincidentally and necessarily, this Barry is a big hit.

Very good, in a few days, this guy will be able to live his second life with peace of mind - the logistics support team in the second space has always lacked male students who were simply abused.

Ophelia (Mrs. Viper, proficient in nanotoxins) is not interested in putting men in her bed, but likes to torture men in tricks to gain psychological satisfaction.

Since this Barry is so good at playing, then send him to play enough.

But not tonight, let alone in front of Max.

The cake maker has no desire to mix in superheroes, she prefers to live like most people, and even better like rich people.

In addition to improving her body and avoiding the lack of physical strength to make cakes, Luke did not give her the rest of the treatment with extraordinary power.

So tonight will just be a clash of normal limits.

I haven't played the face-slap game with the rich second generation for so many years. Since I decided to fight, it's a pain.

Anyway, slapping the face is a very common choice, and the security guard who was the most injured at the scene only needs to cultivate for a month or two at most.

It was the easiest option to let him go out and disappear with Barry, the eldest young master, afterward.

Having made up his mind a long time ago, Luke turned his head and gave Max a look, "Hurry up and act, or I won't be able to act anymore".

Max was stunned and reluctantly did the set he had just practiced for five minutes.

Luke asked "who", and she launched a "death stare" to look at Barry.

Then the selected "lucky audience" tried to jump into the sea to escape, but Luke grabbed his neck and pulled him back from the guardrail, scratching his ears in front of a group of people.

Between the slap and Barry, there was a crashing sound, which sounded similar to a series of drum beats.

Then, Luke slapped Max to wake up the other two "followers" who had participated in coercing her.

Forcing them to step forward to strip Barry and tie him up, and shove the stripped briefs into Barry's mouth by the way, and then he pretended to enter the cabin.

When he came out, he had two extra leather rackets and a mobile phone in his hand.

Throwing Pipaizai to the two "followers" and holding up the phone, Luke ignored the desperate eyes of the three "stars" and gave the director's order: "Okay!"

The two servants looked at each other, and after a while, they still held their slaps high with clenched teeth: It is better to wrong your brother's ass than to wrong your own face!

Besides, if he doesn't do it, the other party will be so angry that he will do it himself, and Barry will only get worse.

Well, that's right, Brother Barry, we're all for your own good. Thinking so, the two of them waved their hands heavily.

Clap clap clap clap!

A beating sound that was louder than a slap sounded, accompanied by Director Lu "directing on the spot" from time to time: "Strength, haven't you eaten yet?"

"Expression, you have to show an expression of enjoyment."

"It seems that Barry is not very satisfied with your "service", give him a hundred more."

"Yeah, that's it. It's very impactful to shed emotional tears."

Ten minutes later, Luke and Max jumped off the yacht, landed directly on the motorboat parked by the remote control, and left in a hurry.

A group of people on the deck looked at each other, no one dared to say a word for a while.

Luke just said let them stay here honestly, and whoever moves around will be the next male (female) protagonist.

Looking at the leading actor Barry, who was still pouting on the deck with his boxers in his mouth, crying silently, no one wanted to be the second.

And on the motorboat that was a few hundred meters away, Max finally laughed out loud: "oh, baby, my mother loves you so much!"

Thinking of Barry's expression just now, and the small video on her phone, she couldn't be happy, so she turned her head and mua~ Luke.

Luke chuckled: "Satisfied?"

Max: "Yes, I'm so satisfied."

Luke: "Then it's up to you to fulfill your promise when you get home, until I'm satisfied."

Max: "Wait, although I said casual, I don't want you to be like Barry."

Luke: "Huh?"

Max flattered: "It doesn't matter what it means, how about it?"

Luke: "... Guess what?"