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Or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] The area of the dance hall in the hotel is not small, and two hundred people can fit it, not to mention that Tong Xiaoyun's classmates and friends only came fifty or sixty, so there are people who dance together in hugs, and there are also people who talk on the dark seats.

I don't know what the purpose is, the seats in the dance hall are separated by translucent frosted glass, sitting inside, you can just see the center stage outside that is much higher than the ground, but you won't see other people sitting elsewhere, and the privacy is very good.

And due to the lighting problems on the stage, although it is condescending, it is not clear what is going on.

Fan Wuxi sat with Tong Xiaoyun, looking at the scene on the stage, while looking around, he found that there were many people everywhere, but he didn't know what people were doing in it, and the rumbling music also covered up the various sounds that might be made.

"Hey, what do you think they're doing?" Fan Wuxian didn't have anything to say, so he asked casually. Tong Xiaoyun drank a drink, ate melon seeds, glanced to the side boredly, and replied angrily,

"What else can be done? Hurry up and make up for what you didn't have time to do when you went to school? "When I was in junior high school, I was stupid, and the teacher was strict, so I was strangled in the cradle by the exterminators and wives at a little sprout, and after I went to high school, it was a key high school, and my homework was nervous, and I didn't have much time to talk about love, so everyone's thoughts were buried.

\\\\\ now they are all mixed into the university or the society, and they have more knowledge, what can be done and what cannot be done.

I also have a grasp in my heart, so it is also the belief of many people to seize the time and have fun in time.

"Hehe, there's nothing to do in this place." When Fan Wuxian heard Tong Xiaoyun say this, he suddenly felt a little coke, and said to her with a smile.

"What you can't do here, you can do it later when you get back to your room." Tong Xiaoyun replied.

After a while. Then the organizers came to call everyone to go over and jump, the headlights were changed, the demons in the hall danced wildly, and the colored lights that rotated like marquees dragged people's shadows into shape, like little monsters.

Tong Xiaoyun was also writhing on the stage, her long hair was flying around, and Fan Wuxi stood beside her and walked back and forth, with the light shining and dimming.

The first novel, 520, seems to be changing positions as if it were teleporting, and it looks very weird. I don't know who pulled up a solid wood chair, jumped up and down around the chair and made all kinds of difficult movements, which immediately attracted a round of applause, Tong Xiaoyun saw the person, and suddenly had an ugly expression on his face.

Then he pulled Fan Wuxian and said,

"Hey, can you do me a favor and put that chair dance guy out of the limelight?" It was too noisy inside, Fan Wuxian listened to Tong Xiaoyun shouting in her ear twice, and then understood what she wanted to do, so she nodded.

I also pulled a solid wood chair and directly grabbed the back of the chair and played a handstand, with so many tricks that it was jaw-dropping.

Fan Wuxian played a period of street dance later, of course, there are many more moves than the children now, and the viewing is also higher.

After jumping for a while. The style of the music suddenly changed, a little violent, the dull sound of metal crashing and glass shattering one after another, mixed with some gunfire sounds, after Fan Wuxi heard this kind of music, he immediately changed his movements and began to toss the chair, first slashing it down with one palm, splitting the chair in half.

\\\\\\ then lifted the chair with both hands and pointed outward. And he shattered the chair to pieces, and there were no two strokes.

A hard-bodied chair turned into a pile of broken wood, thrown everywhere and in a mess. When the music ended and the lights came on, everyone looked at Fan Wuxian with some consternation, it was hard to imagine that he tore a solid wood chair with his bare hands, is this still what people do?

Someone went out of his way to look at the broken wood on the ground, and sure enough, it was genuine solid wood, hard wood.

"Wow, Xiao Yun!" A female classmate said in the ear of Tong Xiaoyun, who was also a little stunned,

"Your boyfriend is so handsome! Have you ever learned kung fu? Tong Xiaoyun looked at Fan Wuxi, and then at the female classmate who was obviously a nymphomaniac, and snorted,

"Handsome, handsome, what? That's cool! C-O-O-L，COOL！ Also, what kind of kung fu are you asking? Does bed work count? ”

"Holy!" The girl screamed in a big way,

"I haven't seen you for two years, and you're vulgar?!" After Fan Wuxian came back, he poured two sips of draft beer, and then asked Tong Xiaoyun,

"How's it going, it's okay?" Tong Xiaoyun said in her heart, the effect is not okay, but it is too shocking, it is estimated that among her classmates, it will be circulated for at least a while, saying that Tong Xiaoyun's boyfriend is a violent maniac, a person who tears a solid wooden chair with his bare hands, and there is no heavy taste of the girl, it is estimated that he can't cope with it.

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"You can't keep a low profile, huh? If it's just dancing in front of you, it's the best, why do you have to tear down the chairs and scare everyone! Tong Xiaoyun said with some complaint.

The ballroom changed to a more soothing tune, which sounded a little lethargic, and everyone moved for a while, lazily retracting into their seats, and after a while, the outside door was pushed open a crack, and then a young man came in, harassing the people in the seats one by one, and from time to time taking out a bag of something from his bosom, handing it to the people in the seats, and then changing back the bills, and then smiling and looking for the next target.

Debut novel 520 "What did that man do?" Tong Xiaoyun saw the young man and asked a little uncertainly.

Although Fan Wuxi didn't know what that person did, he had always heard that these places always had a bit of special services, of course, it was definitely impossible for pimping in this kind of dance hall, looking at it, it should be selling some ecstasy or marijuana white noodles or something like that, so he said,

"I guess it's a drug dealer." Drug addiction is always prohibited, especially for those nouveau riche who have a little money, they are even more happy to want to taste all kinds of new things, in addition to playing with cars and women, playing with drugs is naturally unavoidable, but the magic of this thing is too great, generally speaking, you can't quit if you get wet, and finally people who smoke and go bankrupt abound, of course, there are also some people who become drug dealers after they become addicted to drugs, and support themselves through the income from drug trafficking. In this way, a complete industrial chain is formed.

While he was talking, the young man came over and asked,

"Brother, are you skating?" Tong Xiaoyun was about to open her mouth to refuse, but Fan Wuxi stopped her, took out three hundred yuan and handed it to the young man, then took a small packet of white noodles from his hand, leaned over to his nose and sniffed it, and then nodded.

The young man got into business, turned around and went to the next target.

"Why are you still buying his stuff? Drugs are something that both buyers and sellers will be held accountable! Of course, Tong Xiaoyun knows the harm of drugs, and every year there is always an anti-drug propaganda on campus, which is full of pictures and texts, very detailed, especially when she sees the propaganda materials of those painful addicts who suffer from various incurable diseases because of drug abuse, Tong Xiaoyun feels chills.

Therefore, Fan Wuxi bought the drugs in the hands of the young man, and she felt a little uneasy, could it be that he did this too?

"Just spend a little money and avoid trouble." Fan Wuxian said to Tong Xiaoyun. Drugs are difficult to get into the hall of elegance, and it is impossible to put them on the surface, but since this person has done business in the hotel, it means that the hotel knows, at least acquiesce, and it is difficult to say that there is no joint relationship between them.

In fact, in most hotels and entertainment venues, you can find drug traffickers, first, there are many floating populations here, once something happens, the organizers can retreat cleanly, not because we don't do our best, but because the staff is too complex and beyond our strength.

The police can also use the same reason to deal with the public, there is a large floating population, the monitoring is not strong, the police force is not enough, and emphasizes that this is a social problem and cannot be solved by the police alone.

In fact, without a little umbrella, it is basically impossible to sell drugs semi-openly.

In this kind of place, Fan Wuxian doesn't want to make himself look too different, in case something happens, the government is very easy to deal with, the police are also very easy to deal with, and the underground underworld forces are the most troublesome thing, unless you are a super tycoon who eats both black and white, it is better to keep a low profile.

What's more, there is also a Tong Xiaoyun next to Fan Wuxi, who is a world friend and has a special relationship, so he can't be unscrupulous.

But things are often weird, and when you want to keep a low profile, you can't keep a low profile.

With a "----bang", the door was slammed open, and a dozen or so policemen rushed in. Continue to ask for a monthly pass*****************