The capital is still full of traffic at the beginning of the day, and for young people who like nightlife, this is just the beginning of the day. The pedestrians on the street were endless, including fathers and mothers who were dragging their tired bodies and hurried to their homes, as well as young men and girls who were merry and well-dressed, giggling and laughing, hooking their shoulders and going to the bar.

The Stygian Spring Bar, located in the second ring road, echoes with the famous Xishan Jingyuan Lake Island in Beijing, which is known as the first golden grotto, and provides a place for people who like nightlife. The deafening music, the carnival of the demons dancing, the singing of the night and night, and the erosive luxury have almost become synonymous here.

Behind the glamour is always endless bitterness. Because of its fame, it is also a gathering place for many people who drift north. Wandering singers, carnival dancers, and countless young people with dreams hope to start their lives here, hoping to meet the Bole in their lives.

Stepping through the noisy and laughing staircase, turning the dark and ambiguous corner, and passing through the smoky corridor, the second floor of the Stygian Spring Bar is a specially decorated VIP private room. There is no complete closure, imitating the open-air grandstand when the European classical aristocracy watched the play, and the downstairs is separated by a thin bamboo curtain. Through the curtain, you can enjoy a panoramic view of the world of all living beings downstairs. And the thin bamboo curtain has also become a fig leaf for many rich children to hunt for beauty.

In a dark corner of the first floor of the bar near the stage, an inconspicuous wooden door slowly opened with a "creak". A man who was a little fat, not too tall, and wearing a black tattooed gold dragon trimmed stand-up collar Tang costume slowly paced out from inside. With a slightly innocent smile on his face. The flickering neon lights set off his round slightly relaxed face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he felt like a kind Maitreya Buddha, simple and cute, only a pair of small eyes that unintentionally revealed a sharp essence and glanced at the forgetful crowd with keen and slightly scrutinizing eyes.

"Boss."

"Hello boss!"

"Good, good. Huh!" Along the way, the busy waiters stopped and respectfully greeted the good-natured boss.

"Boss, Mr. Chen is here, he is already in the free house on the second floor, listening to them, it seems that Gu Ershao is also coming, but he hasn't arrived yet, the eldest young master of the Liu family, and several other gentlemen are also here." Walking up the stairs, a man in black stepped forward and whispered.

Ye Quan nodded, turned his back on the crowd, the honest smile on his face disappeared, listened to the reply of his subordinates, and asked in a low voice with a calm face: "When did you come, why did you tell me."

"Shortly after the people arrived," the man in black lowered his head, "we didn't receive any notice, it seems to be a temporary meeting, just a general meeting." Lu Shao said that he would not let me tell you. ”

Ye Quan frowned slightly after hearing this, nodded thoughtfully, seemed to think of something again, paused, and continued to walk up, "Have you had enough drinks?" This time, the flowers were all recorded in my account...... "After thinking about it, he added, "Have you picked a good girl, don't be in a hurry to let them in, they will send them in quickly if they want it." Ask for a few tender ones. ”

As he spoke, the man was already standing outside the door of the "Easy House", waved his hand, and asked his men to go downstairs.

Hello everyone, Mu Lanyi has opened a new book again, this book tells the story of Gu Wenhao's eldest brother Chen Pengwei and his little childhood plum Shui Lanqing. Many of the characters in "Male God" will still appear. For those who want to know the story of Gu Wenhao and Du Yunyi, you can first read Mulan's last book "Male God Sweet Pet Routine Deep". This one, fattened to be slaughtered.

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