Chapter 82: Merging with the Darkness
I'm the dividing line of memories****
2 years ago.
The carved metalwork logo opens to reveal a baroque-clad high-ceilinged corridor.
The warm wall lamps are like champagne roses, blooming with enchanting light.
Portraits of people from the twenties of the 19th century are framed on the corridor wall skirts, as if they are about to come out of a painting.
This is a Night-Club owned by Blueprint Group, named VAC-VIOLENT, which means freer and more violent.
Since its inception, the brand has been committed to respecting culture, music and art, and has been ranked among the top 100 No1-Clubs.
The home stadium is as bright as day, and the gilt is overflowing. Men in suits and leather shoes, women in gorgeous evening clothes, obviously, these are both rich and noble groups.
The upper-class clubhouse is throwing a big party......
At 10:30 p.m., the home lights began to dim, and as the fuchsia curtain opened, the gorgeous laser lights swayed irregularly.
A bass-heavy melody was heard in the air, and at the same time, another door opened, and dozens of black-clad bodyguards lined up to welcome the master.
He was dressed in a business suit, blending in with the darkness, and the light suddenly reflected on his body, revealing a wicked handsome face.
Almost at the same time, there was a crazy scream in the home field, and even the female companion who was jumping on the dance floor was fascinated by his figure.
For a moment, all the men looked overshadowed. The aura emanating from his body was intimidating and incapacitating......
"It's Shangguan ......" A celebrity was shocked, as if she recognized something, "Sir! ”
Shangguan ......
Who else dares to have the surname Shangguan in L City besides Shangguan Langa?
The scene was instantly blown up by the atmosphere!
"Sir, this way, please!"
The attendant curts, and he doesn't even dare to cast his eyes on the man, his aura is really dangerous!
From beginning to end, Shangguan Langa didn't give anyone a look, and he was indifferent and didn't eat the fireworks of the world, unlike the humans in this world.
Under the guidance of the waiter, the Emperor-themed private room was pushed away by two bodyguards, and the man led by him leaned lazily on the black goose down sofa.
Today is Shangguan Langjia's 24th birthday, so naturally he will open 24 bottles of Ace of Spades Champagne first, but this is his nightclub, and it is enough to brush his face.
"Get out of the way, let me in!"
Just as the bodyguard closed the door, a white hand was unceremoniously stretched out.
The bodyguard lowered his voice: "This is not where you should come, get out of here!" ”
Gong Xi stubbornly blushed little face, "I'll say it again, get out!" ”
She was in a very bad mood, and a sip of wine sprayed on the bodyguard's face, and then the bottle was thrown through the crack in the door.
Smack-
Perrier-Jouët (brand of wine) shattered on the wine table, and the liquor and glass slag splashed~ on the man's expensive suit.
Shangguan Langa's expression was gloomy for a moment, and the wine dripped down his bangs, but in an instant he smiled again.
With a wave of his hand, "Let her in." ”
This woman dares to shout in his eyes, what a big boldness!
Suddenly there was a little brighter in the darkness, and the light hit him in the face at the right time.
Gong Xi paced, because she was a little drunk, her figure also staggered, but when she saw his face clearly, she was still shocked by this face.
In the shadows, his facial features are extremely demonic, his cool and thin lips are delicately outlined, and even the slightly inciting nose also exudes a noble aura.
But his expression was cold, and his innate aura of not allowing anyone to approach was terrifying.
Gong Xi suddenly held his face and sucked the wine left on his forehead.