In an alley, a yellow-haired man was standing stiffly in the shadows looking across the road, and he could clearly see that his head was covered with sweat and his clothes were stained with some mud, and it seemed that he had fought with someone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Behind Huang Mao, a pair of dark eyes were also looking at the other side,

"Little brother, is this it?" Xingchen asked, looking at the palace-like building across the road, which was out of place with its surroundings.

"Yes, yes, this is the largest entertainment club in the city that has just opened, called Emgrand, and all the people who come and go are dignitaries, and ordinary people can't even enter the door." The yellow-haired little brother said tremblingly.

This wild thug was caught casually by Xingchen in a roadside alley.

"Rich or rich." Xingchen noticed the few security guards standing at the door, as well as the surveillance everywhere with almost no dead ends, and whispered in his mouth.

"Big brother, can I go?" The yellow-haired little brother asked cautiously.

"Well, let's go."

Hearing Xingchen's words, the yellow-haired little brother turned around stiffly, and did not dare to meet the dark eyes, lowered his head and tried to move a few steps, seeing that Xingchen did not stop his actions, he walked into the alley, ready to do a big health care, soothing and soothing his frightened little heart.

At the moment of intersection with the stars, the yellow-haired little brother fell straight down.

"I'm sorry, little brother, whoever called the underground forces in this city are controlled by them, let's be cautious."

Xingchen dragged the yellow-haired little brother and threw the little brother onto the top roof of the tall building next to him, "I should be able to faint for a long time." ”

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At night, in front of the Emgrand Club, the lights are bright and green, and one by one, the political giants and business giants in suits and leather shoes, the extravagant and compelling politicians, well-dressed celebrities and celebrities with different styles, walked down from the luxury cars and entered the club under the leadership of handsome or beautiful waiters.

At this time, a supercar with a perfect streamlined supercar flashing with the golden light of the local tyrant drove over, and this supercar attracted the attention of all passers-by along the way, after all, there are only these two local tyrant gold supercars in this country.

The security guards of the clubhouse, when they saw this nouveau riche sports car, secretly pouted their lips with disdain, it seems that the owner of this car has left a deep impression on them.

The car door opened, and a man got out of the car, the man was young and handsome, and in the eyes of most people, he was very rich and handsome, but with the big thick gold necklace hanging around his neck, it was very cheap, and I don't know what kind of taste this product is.

In the eyes of the security guards who know the customer's information, this man is the nouveau riche who suddenly won the lottery and dug up a big gold mine, and the whole is the first and second ancestors, and the security guards of this kind of person say they like it the most.

However, to the surprise of the security guards, the man did not throw them a handful of money and let them park the car as before, but instead ignored their instrument and said "Xuan Shao" proudly, hurriedly ran to the other side of the car, and respectfully greeted the person in the passenger seat of the car.

To the surprise of the security guards, it was not a beautiful woman who got down from the passenger seat, but a young man with a dark yellow face and a slightly thin face.

Could it be that Xuan Shao has changed his taste? This span is a bit unacceptable, but the world of the rich, who knows.

Xuan Shao led the young man to the club very restrainedly, it seems that this young man should be a big man.

But as a group of professionally trained and responsible security guards, the security guards checked their memories and looked at each other again to make sure that the young man was not on the client list.

The security captain respectfully stood in front of the two of them, and was about to speak to ask about the identity of the young man, Xuan Shao took out a handful of money and threw it to the security captain, still with that unstoppable expression, leaving a sentence "Park the car." He strode into the clubhouse with the young man, leaving a group of security guards looking at each other......

In the hall of the clubhouse, a drinking party was being held, and well-dressed men and women were talking about something in their own small circles.

Xuan Shao led the young man to a corner where no one was paying attention, "This ...... Big brother, say okay, I'll bring you here, I don't care about the rest, don't ...... Eldest brother...... Eldest brother? ”

whispered a few words but did not get a response, and then Xuan Shao found that the young man who was originally following him had disappeared for some time.

Xuan Shao, who felt a little uneasy in his heart, did it on the sofa for a while, sent away some little stars who wanted to talk to him, and after drinking some of the fine wine provided by the club, he decided to leave first.

Xuan Shao knew from his father's mouth what was behind this club, and in the afternoon, this young man suddenly appeared in front of his car, stopped his high-speed sports car with just his feet, and then got into the car directly without saying a word, and then wanted to take him into the venue by himself, looking at the young man's cold eyes, Xuan Shao couldn't even mention the courage to refuse the other party.

At this time, in the toilet of the hall, Xingchen glanced at the waiter who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands and shivering to get the information he wanted, knocked him unconscious, and then took off the waiter's clothes and put them on again.

Looking at the mirror on the wall, there were a few wisps of black air on his face, and his cheeks changed to the same way again.

Xingchen rubbed his flushed cheeks, "The effect of black qi is really a necessary magic skill for killing people and setting fires, planting blame, but this corrosiveness is really a pit, even if I have a strong recovery ability, it really hurts to attach it to my face." ”

Feeling that the pain was almost relieved, Xingchen's face was covered with a layer of black gas, and after a while, Xingchen's face became almost exactly the same as the waiter who fell to the ground, and if he didn't look at it very carefully, he couldn't see any difference.

Xingchen smiled with satisfaction at himself in the mirror, locked the waiter in the toilet, put a sign in maintenance outside, and swaggered upstairs.