Chapter 157 Two scourges: Dancing Night "Wolf King" vs Cyborg Cat

Different from the decadent scene seen in the stone house during the day, the current Liklabor seems to have changed to a shiny shell, and his hair has been re-groomed, which is not neat, but it feels a little wild in the mess, and the protruding hair tips are a little mysterious under the illumination of the light, and the endless self-confidence hidden in Liklab's body is truthfully revealed, and the atmosphere of the whole "dancing night" has been pushed to a new peak because of the arrival of Liklab, the "wolf king".

Stepping to the beat of the music, swinging arms, wild and casual, it feels like a wolf king wandering the grassland, dangerous and vivid, ignoring the scorching gaze cast by the many dancers around him.

When stepping onto a circular platform that slowly rose in the center of the dance floor, Likerber's domineering spirit instantly dispersed his impetuousness, and he was particularly dazzling on this stage that belonged to him.

Beneath the circular platform, the people on the dance floor screamed, shouted, shouted like crazy, and the next moment, it was all buried by the renewed music. Throwing off the coat, the shirt looks messy with the dance, the top three buttons of the shirt don't know when they disappear, and the open placket shows the masculinity.

All you can see clearly is his dancing posture, his eyes are always mysterious, his writhing body, his flattering and ambiguous movements, and his seemingly casual but stylish dancing under the dazzling lights. At his feet, under the round platform, are admirers who have been driven to the point of madness by music and alcohol.

The women screamed and shouted under the round platform, and their hot bodies attached to the flaming red lips gave a seductive kiss. Twisted waists, seductive arcs, sexy bodies swaying like demons, with intoxicating smiles on their faces, and hair fluttering with their bodies brushing past the other male dancers beside them, but they didn't care if the people next to them would be stirred by the nerve-stimulating strands of hair that cut through the epidermis, because their eyes kept looking at the person on the high platform who didn't give anyone a straight look.

The women only felt that vague impulse suddenly invade their hearts. That kind of obsessive following is more like the product of the atmosphere that smudges the soul under the full bloom of hormones, and will instantly cover up the rationality and perceptual bold march under the body of the hidden domain.

Hormones are completely bursting.

In the small private room a little farther away, Udo unconsciously swayed to the music. Sugar Ball originally wanted to block everything outside with big headphones, but when his eyes swept over the high platform that had not been there before, he opened wide.

"That'...... It's ...... Uncle Drunkard? ”

Cillin gives her a look as you think,

"How do you feel, just a few hours without seeing you and then changing your skin? However, after taking care of it, it does become handsome, which shows how important personal hygiene is! Sugar Ball commented with a serious face.

But looking at it, Sugar Ball also has a tendency to fall into this demon realm, and she still has the big earphones that Xilin found for her, but she has no intention of bringing them.

It's a dye pond that smudges everyone who is new to it.

Well?

Cillin turned his head to look at the gray cat squatting in the transparent window writhing to the rhythm, feeling a little surprised.

Can this cat dance?

As if to prove what Xilin thought, the gray cat was very dissatisfied with the atmosphere of this small private room, turned to Xilin and said, "I'll go out for a while!" After saying that, he swooped out the door and disappeared.

"Where is it going?" Sugar Ball asked. Looking down at the demonic dance floor below, Sugarball was sure she didn't like the place - but the atmosphere was moving.

Just as Sirin and Sugar Ball were wondering where the gray cat was left to steal food, Sirin suddenly noticed and looked at the high platform—a gray figure slid up the round high platform along the reflective pole under the high platform, and slipped halfway through.

Cillin: "......"

Master Cat, take it easy!

Lyklabor has always felt as if he was born to live here, he doesn't need too much alcohol, he doesn't need drugs, he just needs to walk into this deafening arena and step on this high platform that belongs to him!

He seemed paralyzed, drunk, and confused, moving at will with only what he thought, sweating wantonly, as if to boil the already cooled blood in this way.

This is his paradise, he doesn't need to say a word, at this moment, no one cares about his origin, cares about his past, he needs to vent, crazy, doesn't care about the lingering kisses of strangers below, doesn't care about the fiery gaze of those who follow in the same direction, he just needs to be happy, it's simple, happy.

Lyklabor seems to be tireless, like a beast that has suddenly woken up and struggled out of its cage, frantically absorbing fresh air, greedily enjoying freedom, and never looking back.

Suddenly, Lyklabor noticed something unusual, like a king whose territory had been violated, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, but when he saw that the guy who was on the same stage with him and writhing with the rhythm was a gray cat that looked quite ordinary on the outside, Ling Li gradually put it away, and glanced at the gray cat with an interesting look, and the gray cat exploded when he looked at Likerber, who seemed to see an animal juggling.

Unlike the previous way of dealing with it by force as soon as it was fried, the gray cat looked at Lyklabor without showing weakness, and his eyes were very provocative and even with some contempt and contempt.

Yo, this cat is interesting!

Dancing?

Okay, since you want to, let's play with you!

Lyklabor raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and with this movement, the music in the arena changed. The style of the music is extremely dazzling, with a distinct sense of rhythm, mainly strong, the lights are swept and replaced, and the largest projection in the field shows the scene on a circular high platform.

One person, one cat, and each other do not show weakness to fight with dance.

Although it was only a cat, those who saw the gray cat felt that this cat was even more demonic than a human. Every look, the fluttering ears, the kind of body that cannot be compared with human beings, the tail is still teasing, and the rhythmic steps give people an alternative rhythm, which seems to be indifferent, but also with a lazy and arrogant gaze that seems to despise everything, and beats the hearts of the viewer under the round platform little by little with the beat and dance of the music.

Xilin stroked his forehead, rubbed his eyebrows, looked at the cat on the high platform who had forgotten and twisted the fat butt in the cry of the sugar ball, and sighed in his heart: Master Cat, you are really almighty! It is worthy of being a demonic product of a half-machine, half-living body!

The music full of rhythm and rhythm, the body that dances with the agility of the technique shrinks and relaxes in the rhythm, the unrepeatable dance steps and the free swing, this unique combination makes the attention of the whole "dance night" throw all the attention.

The atmosphere soared with their dance, and now no one was dancing on the dance floor, all looking at the high platform and projections, and the applause and roars that erupted seemed to tear down the roof of the auditorium. The whistles, screams, and the fiery atmosphere hit every newly arrived pole, and also pushed the atmosphere of the whole "dance night" again and again.

Heat up, heat up, heat up again.

Now, instead of the arrogant dance that had been immersed in himself, within this circular area, he felt the power to contend with himself, the unique charm that was not inferior to that of any dancer. Before that, who could have imagined that a cat would show the charm of "dance"?

People, like kings leading everyone, occasionally cast their eyes to the audience, faint, lazy and slow, but with a fatal charm, people can't take their eyes off to follow, almost immediately worship.

Cats, flowing rhythms, with a hint of restraint, cordiality and alienation like a paradox impact on people's rationality, force majeure strong!

Xilin frowned suddenly, the wonderful performance and music of one person and one cat on the circular high platform had gradually formed a hypnotic effect. Turning her head to look at the sugar ball whose breathing rhythm had begun to show abnormality, he took the headphones in the sugar ball ball and put it on for her.

After putting on the headphones, the sugar ball ball slowly came back to his senses a little, with confusion and puzzlement, and the memory seemed to be a little confused, just like those hangovers mentioned in the book.

"Brother Xilin, what happened?" Sugar Ball asked. When she said this, Sugar Ball felt that her breath was still a little unsmooth, and she was still wondering, could it be the problem with the food here?

Xilin shook his head and pointed to the man and cat on the circular platform, "I can see it too deeply, the magic barrier, just listen to soothing music to relieve it." ”

Sugar Ball Ball is the first time to come to this kind of place, and the resistance is definitely not as good as those old fritters.

"Oh." Although I don't quite understand why this happens when watching a performance, I glanced at Udoze, whose breathing was gradually unstable next to him, and Sugar Ball decisively adjusted the music in the player.

But on the psychological side, Sugar Ball thought: This place is really terrible!! Although she was not as repulsed by this place as she was when she first came in, she still had palpitations. Sure enough, as Udo said, is this the place where adults come?

The people under the high platform outside didn't know how strange it was, and they still cheered enthusiastically.

On the dance floor, people's eyes were already glued, and with the movements of the man and the cat, the heartbeats were about to be synchronized. The rhythm is syncopated, and each change in the beat is grasped by the two dancers on the circular platform, and when the downbeat in the rhythm falls on the unexpected syncopated rhythm, the movement of this person and cat becomes very exciting and exciting.

It seems to be a casual action, but there is a kind of simplicity and complexity, rigidity and softness but elusiveness, unable to guess the next action, unable to keep up with their beat, and then unconsciously following closely.

The people who watched the two movements on the high platform intently had a feeling of gradually losing their breath, and at first they thought it was an illusion, after all, they had been mixing "dancing nights" for so many years, what kind of madness had they not experienced? Didn't that happen?

But time passed minute by minute, and someone couldn't breathe and collapsed, fainting. Then the second, the third, the fourth......

The flow of blood seemed to be accelerating, but it was suddenly cut off when it was left to turn around, and the circulating bodily fluids were chaotic and uncontrollable, unable to control emotions according to their own thoughts, so that this situation was relieved, so they were slowly dragged into the darkness by the invisible psychedelic hands.

In the past, there were also dancers who fainted because their cardiopulmonary function could not keep up with the rhythm of too much excitement or was overexcited, and the "Dance Night" had a special group of guards to pay attention to the situation in the venue, and if there was a fight, they would come forward as appropriate, and once they found a fainting person, they had to act immediately.

Fainting is something that cannot be treated casually, and no one knows what kind of cause it will be. But after all, compared to the weaker physical fitness of the viewers on the dance floor, the guards are much better, at least when the viewers on the dance floor have fainted one after another, none of the guards have such a situation, at most they feel a little unstable, but this atmosphere will cause such a situation, no one will think deeply.

Of course, it was precisely because of the fainting people in the audience that the guards who had been paying attention to the two performers on stage were forced to turn their attention away, which also saved them from the same fate as the audience in the audience.

The two on the stage were still dancing unobtrusively, as if they wouldn't stop until the end, until they came up with a reason.

Offstage, one after another fainting viewers were sent out of the field. When the managers noticed, they suddenly found that the number of people in the midfield had been reduced by one-third, and the rest of the people, looking at their unusual ear breathing rhythm, knew that they couldn't last long.

But you can't suddenly stop the dance of those two, you must know that such a situation is rare in a thousand years, and maybe no one has seen it in ten thousand years. At least none of them have reported it in official publications.

Business opportunities?

Fantastic subject matter!

Behind this nightclub, there were merchants from alien planets, as well as well-known electronic magazine managers, so, almost without discussion, the two sides agreed to give an order, everything on the dance floor continued, and the fainted were sent to the emergency room.

All the cameras are focused on the people and cats on the circular platform, they don't pay attention to the people below who fall one after another because of them, or rather, they don't pay attention to the people below at all, they don't know if the people below have fallen, and they still dance to their heart's content.

Before you know it, it's midnight, and you keep walking.

There are less than half of the people on the dance floor.

Another hour passed.

Only a quarter of the people on the dance floor remained.

……

When the sky began to show a blurred light, only one-tenth of the original was left on the dance floor of the "Dance Night", and these one-tenth people were indeed people with excellent physical fitness, otherwise they would not be able to resist now.

Likeaber had never felt that he had such a good time dancing, and the regret of standing here in the past turned out to be the sigh of not being able to find an opponent.

However, Lyclaper seems to have forgotten that his opponent was a cat, a different cat, but it was also a cat.

The music is gradually becoming uninteresting, and there is no need for words, and a person and a cat have a spirit in their hearts and generally decide to end this contest.

So, when Lyclaber was about to come to a perfect curtain call, there was an emotion that made Lyklabor want to spurt out a mouthful of blood - there are cats outside the real people!

A collection of emotions and an extremely disturbing cat's meow, a "meow" will "kill" the remaining tenths of the dance floor!

Cillin looked at the people on the dance floor who had passed out, and felt sorry for them. Look, if you don't faint earlier, now you're "killed" by this cat call, which is much more serious than those who fainted before, maybe they don't remember the events of this night when they wake up, maybe there are sequelae, one day when they hear the cat meow, they will reflexively smoke it, of course, it will be better if they smoke for a few years, but how many years in the end?

Udo had already been slammed by Xilin's palm, which would also protect his cranial nerves from some poison.

Before leaving, Cillin looked at the man and cat playing the curtain call on the round high platform, and pouted - two scourges!

This night is destined to be at a loss for many people.

When Cillin dragged Udo back to his residence with the candy ball, the lights on the first floor were still on, and the yard in the front yard was also on. Mrs. Wenz did not sleep, but sat in the room sewing the puppets and waited for them.

Although I had told Mrs. Wentz that I would be outside tonight, I didn't expect Mrs. Wentz to sit here and wait.

Udo was lucky that he had a great mother. This is something that many people will never get.

Seeing Sirin and them returning, Mrs. Wentz put down her work and smiled gently, "I'm back." As he spoke, he stood up and prepared to take Udoze over.

Xilin shook his head with a smile and pointed to the Udoze he was carrying, "He was too excited today, he drank some wine, it was quite heavy, I'll come." ”

Mrs. Wentz led Sillin to Udoze's room, and brought out some soothing soup that had been prepared for Sillin and Sugar Ball to drink, and prepared hot water for Sillin and Sugar Ball to wash and rest, and Udo took care of her.

Seeing that Mrs. Wentz had made up her mind, Cillin did not refuse, and after thanking him, he went up to the second floor with Sugar Ball.

Not long after going upstairs, I saw the gray cat coming back from outside, with his head tilted up, looking triumphant. Coupled with the praise of Sugar Ball, now the gray cat is tail is almost up to the sky.

"Hmph, there are still people who want to follow this cat in 'Dancing Night', but they were directly solved by this cat!" The gray cat wiped his beard, and he looked at how powerful I was.

"Eaten?" Cillin asked. You know, although this is a cat, it can also eat people.

The gray cat shook his beard disdainfully, "Oh, it's just a stun." ”

Cillin was silent, stunned by this cat was even more miserable than the person who was "killed in seconds" by the cat at the end, I don't know if those people can remember that there is such a cat after waking up.

After thinking about it, Xilin asked again: "What about the shooting record of 'Dancing Night'?" ”

"Of course it's ruined!" Now there are some things that don't need to be said by Xilin, and the gray cat can be cleaned up spontaneously.

"Not bad." Cillin is rarely complimented.

"That's~" I don't know what to think, the gray cat suddenly looked serious, but his eyes lit up: "Xilin, I have an idea." ”

……

Returning home, Lyklabor was still in a trance, before, he wandered in the city, dancing contentedly but lonely, and now, the excitement cooled down, like the desolation after the prosperity.

Liker threw himself on the bed, feeling sullen, obviously tired after such a long time of dancing, but the nerves in his brain kept stimulating him, and he couldn't sleep.

With his eyes open, like a seriously ill insomniac, he suddenly feels a little hopeless.

Lyklabor felt like a fruit left behind on the ground, unheeded, and then fell into darkness, slowly rotting to the core.

When will the pits re-enter the new ground and take root?

What Lyklabor didn't expect was that the new students would come so quickly.

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