30. Who dares to touch my money?1

readx; Time passed in an orderly manner, and six days later, Wednesday night at the 'Crimson' bar was still sultry and brightly lit. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the brightly lit stage, Ye Zhixia wore a hot and tight pure white one-piece off-the-shoulder short skirt, which was especially eye-catching among the other eight dancers wearing black sexy lace skirts. They twisted their bodies around the nine steel pipes, their movements were ** and sultry, their postures were enchanting and soft, and every dance posture and expression attracted the attention of the audience.

As the rhythm of rock music became faster and faster, their movements became more and more vigorous, swinging their hips and throwing their hips, bold and very amorous, causing the audience to scream again and again.

And in the old position in the corner of the bar, Yin Mochen sat there alone. His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the girl wearing a fox mask on the stage with great interest, watching her nod her feet and waist, dancing like an elf in the night. is obviously a ** and confused dance step, but it makes her dance a green and seductive taste.

"Sister Qing! Love you! Sister Eye! Love you! After the dance, the atmosphere of the audience reached the highest point. Ye Zhixia followed several other dancers backstage to the shouts of all the guests, and her wife was the pillar of this bar, so there was a separate dressing and dressing room. After removing her makeup, she removed her wig as usual, changed into her school uniform and quietly slipped out the bar through the back door.

And as soon as she left, the man in the corner disappeared, except for a few pink bills pressed under the wine glass, indicating that someone had just sat in that position.

It was late at night, and only a few stars and street lamps reflected each other under the dark curtain, and the silence on the road contrasted sharply with the hustle and bustle of the bar just now.

Ye Zhixia pulled the strap of the schoolbag with both hands, took a deep breath, and his mood suddenly became quite relaxed. The heavy stack of pink bills in her backpack was the salary that the bar manager had paid her tonight.

She was afraid of goofs in front of her boss just now, and she didn't even take money for the mask, and she didn't know how much her mother's salary was. Looking up at the empty streets, she unzipped her backpack and took out a stack of bills and counted them one by one.

Wow, in addition to the basic salary of 6,000, plus the performance fee, there are more than 17,000 yuan. After deducting the mother's hospitalization fee and her own living expenses, there is probably about five yuan to save! I didn't expect the dancer's salary to be so high, but it was much better than those white-collar workers!

Patronizing and counting the money, Ye Zhixia was immersed in the joy of suddenly becoming rich and becoming a local tyrant, and he didn't notice the seven or eight gangsters coming towards him. By the time she noticed someone approaching, she had no time to avoid running into it, and as soon as she grabbed the money, the thick stack of pink banknotes floated up like a flower in the night wind, like a rain of banknotes.

These gangsters were all drunk, and they were bumped into by her at this time, and their temper suddenly jumped up while they were drinking. One of them burped a stinking wine and scolded, ", who *** doesn't have eyes?!" He was about to continue scolding when a bill floated sideways, firmly pressed to his mouth by the night wind.

"! What's going on, where did so much money come from? The other thugs who walked behind looked at the flying coins and staggered over, "It can't be that you are dazzled by too much wine, right?" ”