Feng Lingxue's jade foot was wrapped around the ribbon, and the whole delicate body jumped up with a thin ribbon, and the red skirt bloomed in the air with a touch of gorgeous flowers...

Oh, my God.

The audience gasped.

Even Tang Moer's clear pupils shrank suddenly, she has practiced dancing since she was a child, and it took her 20 years to practice pole dancing.

It's hard to have one in a million girls who can pole dance.

And now Feng Lingxue turned the ribbon into a steel pipe, and her whole flexible and delicate body flipped, jumped, and danced on the ribbon...

This dance is stunning and dazzling.

It is said that the dancers in the world are not as good as Fengling Xue, and Tang Moer can't help but be impressed and fascinated by it.

The so-called stunner is nothing more than this.

All eyes slowly followed the stunning figure, and everyone raised their heads, because Feng Lingxue had already danced into the sky.

The bright crystal chandelier in the sky was brightly plated, and the stunning figure was shining with the sun and the moon.

In an instant, the house was full of ladies and gentlemen, all of whom lost their lustre.

Soon, Feng Lingxue disappeared.

She vanished into the sky.

---Hey, where is Feng Lingxue?

---Why is she gone?

---Oh my God, her dance just now was really unheard of, no wonder so many men died for her.

All the men were discussed, and all the women were already blushing with jealousy.

originally wanted to humiliate her, but she surprised the audience with a pole dance?

As women, this is too different.

"Silver Mask King, I didn't expect this Feng Lingxue's dancing to be so captivating, I don't know what her price is, I really want to invite her to a meal. A boss walked up to Xuanying's side and said.

Xuan Ying looked at the place where her stunning figure disappeared, looked at it for a few seconds, and then faintly withdrew his gaze, there was actually no expression on his handsome face, but the ink-colored glass eyes were a little dark and gloomy in the sparseness, he lifted his thin lips and spit out a word, "Get out!"

The boss froze, and his scalp quickly went numb, and he only felt that he was being looked at by Satan from hell.

"Okay, Silver Mask King, I'll get out now!"

That boss got out.

Xuan Ying put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the bright light was plated on his handsome face, but he was dark and gloomy.

At this time, the henchman stepped forward, "King, the banquet will begin soon." ”

Xuan Ying turned around and left, "Tell President Zhu that I have something important to do, so I'll leave first." ”

"Yes. ”

……

Outside the banquet hall, the pedestrians on the road retreated to both sides, and they looked at the visitors in fear.

Xuanying came out, the man put on a black trench coat over his black shirt, the black leather shoes on his feet were replaced by heavy black military boots, his trousers were tucked into the military boots, and the cold wind blew in the evening, blowing the hem of his trench coat to a loud sound.

Wanton, dark and mad.

He was followed by several black-clothed men, all of whom had guns bulging from their waists.

All passers-by bowed their heads in fear.

Xuan Ying walked across the lawn without squinting, and then walked to a remote place, and there was a man standing in the grass, with his back on his back, his pants down, holding a piece of clothing and doing very obscene things, and cursing in his mouth, ", Feng Lingxue, when Lao Tzu is rich, I will kill you little first!"

Feng Lingxue took off her coat before dancing just now, threw it out, and threw it on the boss's head.

After watching the dance and smelling the faint fragrance emanating from the dress, the man couldn't help it immediately.

Xuan Ying paused, and his ink-colored glass eyes quickly narrowed, dangerous and bloodthirsty.

He turned around and came behind the boss.

He reached out and patted the boss on the shoulder.

The good thing was interrupted, and the boss turned his head, "Who is bad about Lao Tzu's good deeds... Ah, the Silver Mask King. ”

Xuan Ying slowly hooked her lips, her ink-colored glass eyes dyed a little bloodthirsty scarlet, but her tone was light and light, "Why don't I kill you first, okay?"

"The Silver Mask King... Ahh

Xuanying's hand reached down, and pinched out the blood of his hand through his pants.

The screams went up and down, and finally the boss fainted.

Xuanying turned around and left, his henchman handed him wet wipes, and he wiped his hands repeatedly, lazily and carelessly.

The smell of blood filled the air.

……

on the roof.

Feng Lingxue sat alone on the roof, her delicate figure leaning back, supported by her slender arms like a blue lotus.

The red dress below was swept by the evening breeze, revealing her two thin and white legs, which were stunning and captivating.

Now, the ears are quiet.

The world is also still.

She gently closed the small fan-like feather Jie, enjoying the silence of being alone at the moment.

At this time, a voice came from below, "Miss Feng, our silver-faced king is invited." ”

Someone came looking for it.

It's fast.

Feng Lingxue opened her eyes, then got up, "Oh, I know." ”

……

Feng Lingxue was taken to the side of the luxury car, and the extended version of the business luxury car was inlaid with a gold ---X.

The subordinate opened the rear door, "Miss Feng, please." ”

Feng Lingxue raised her feet and got into the luxury car.

Xuanying sat on the couch, leaning lazily on the sofa, smoking a cigar between his fingers.

The green smoke blurred his handsome face, and his glassy eyes lifted and glanced at her lightly.

"Silver-Faced King, why did you invite me over? Did you want me to dance for you alone?"

"Yes, but the price has to be negotiated, it was free just now, and from now on, it will be charged. ”

Xuan Ying stretched out his hand, grabbed Feng Lingxue's wrist, and pulled it hard.

With a "plop", Feng Lingxue knelt beside his lap.

Feng Lingxue was indeed delicate in Gillian's room, and this kneeling made her quickly wrinkle her eyebrows, "Silver-faced King, you hurt me." ”

Xuan Ying stretched out two slender fingers and pinched her small chin, forcing her to raise her eyes, now she is kneeling, he is sitting, such a condescending posture is easy to put him in a strong position in control, "Don't come to this set, do you still think I am the shadow brother, you shouted pain, I can't even kiss you?"

mentioned before, Feng Lingxue didn't speak.

Xuanying opened a box beside him with his big palm holding a cigarette, "Look what this is?"

Feng Lingxue looked sideways, her gaze was slightly sluggish, a whole box of RMB.

Xuan Ying picked up a piece of RMB, patted her stunning cold face vigorously, and said with a sarcastic smile, "Do you like it?" ”

Three years ago, she didn't look down on his identity.

Three years later, he threw the money in her face.

Feng Lingxue has delicate skin, and red marks quickly surfaced in the place where he photographed, "Silver Mask King, what do you want to buy?"

"What to buy? Of course... Buy you for one night. ”

He had kissed her once before.

Whenever he touched her, she always blushed and refused, he used to think she was shy, but now he understands that she wants to sell for a good price.