'UFC', the city's largest, most luxurious, celebrity-rich nightclub, a coveted relaxation spot for tens of thousands of people.

Mozu Beitan and others entered the nightclub in a high-profile manner, and under the leadership of the manager, they went to the ultra-luxury private seat in the front row and sat down.

Suddenly, the lights flashed, and all the colorful lights gathered on the stage, and a woman wearing a short skirt, a purple bra, and leather boots and high heels slowly descended from the sky sitting on a swinging chair.

There was an uproar below, and countless pairs of lustful eyes stared at the woman in the chair.

"I heard that this woman's name is Ziying, and she dances well." Meng Xuan reminded 'kindly'.

The woman just smiled indifferently in the face of the many people in the audience, and her eyes suddenly glanced at a man sitting in the middle, and her eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the man.

Although she was not close to him, she felt his powerful aura very thoroughly.

The music sounded suddenly, Zi Ying swayed her body, immersed in the magic brought to her by the music, Zi Ying hooked her lips and sang while staging a charming pole dance, and everyone in the audience couldn't help but start dancing.

Mozu Beitan smiled evilly, picked up his mobile phone and dialed a call, a person he really wanted to see at this time.

"Hey, hello." Asa Zike yawned and answered the phone very reluctantly.

"You have 10 minutes to show up at the UFC nightclub."

"What?! Mr. Mo, I still have a lot of information to sort out, I ....."

"No need to fix it."

"Aang?"

"You have nine minutes left."

"What happens if I don't come?!" Asa Zike shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Your salary is free this month."

"Okay, Mozu Beitan, you wait for me!" The woman hung up the phone angrily and ran out the door at a windy pace.

Eight minutes later, Asa Zi Ke rushed to the nightclub out of breath, and I have to say that the environment here is really good.

The woman found the luxurious throne of Mozu Beitan, suppressed the fire in her belly and said, "What did you call me to do?" ”

"Why did you call her?" Meng Xuan said curiously.

"Do you still want to see dancing?" The man did not answer the rhetorical question.

"You don't think about it...."

Mozu Beitan looked at the woman in front of him with a smile: "Why, dare to go up and dance for a while?" ”

"Why should I jump?" Asakko Ke looked at the man with a slight anger, he didn't call himself to dance for himself!

"Don't dare?"

"Dare."

"Then go."

"Why?"

"Boasting that you dance well seems to be bragging." Mozu Beitan mocked the woman.

The most unacceptable thing for her is that others mock her!

"I want to see it, okay, I'll dance, isn't it pole dancing, and Aunt Ben will too!" Asa Zike came backstage and whispered a few words to the DJ.

Asa Zike boldly stepped onto the stage, took off his coat in the surprised eyes of the people below, and stood in front of the steel pipe with his back to everyone.

Ziying was stunned: Who is this? The little woman on the stage is not bewitching but very pure, the red tight dress shows the woman's perfect figure very well, and the ten-centimeter-high heels are easily controlled.

Asa Zike snapped her fingers at the DJ, the woman swayed her body around the pole dance, her dark brown hair fluttered with the swing of Asa Zike's head, and the little woman threw winks at the people in the audience from time to time, her dancing posture and seduction were better than Ziying's.

At the end of the performance, there was applause from the audience, and Asa Zike smiled arrogantly and glanced at the man with disdain.

However, a certain man's face was half blackened.

Was she just seducing other men?!