"Imperial Palace" is Yanjing's largest, the most money-burning, the most exciting and **** night club, as long as there is money and beauty, fresh and tender meat, immature children, can appear next to you. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIt's three o'clock in the morning, and it's still bustling with hustle and bustle. It's all because tonight's beauty has a newcomer.

The newcomer's name is Zhang Ting, and she is not very old, less than twenty years old. Her skin was fair, like a round lanfat jade. Under the reflection of the hazy lights of the stage, the delicate face radiated a sparkling light.

At this moment, she is dancing hotly, like a tulle red dress, dancing lightly, and she can detonate the audience with a smile.

In the distance, in the corner away from the stage, there was a man who looked out of place, unmoved by the crowd of people who were shouting wildly, his face obscured by a high erect collar, and he also wore a pair of pitch-black sunglasses with wide lenses.

His eyes were not on the stage, but looked at the bottom of the stage with great interest, a slightly remote booth, there were several beauties on the seats, although they were far away, but he could clearly see that the beauties had deep jealousy on their faces.

Yes, jealousy! Because of Zhang Ting's arrival, all the beauties were overshadowed, except for Zhang Ting tonight, none of the dozens of beauties in the Imperial Palace in the past were rewarded with crowns or streamers, and even in the end they were temporarily stranded.

The man got up slowly and walked straight towards several beauties, his eyes were very vicious, they should be the most outstanding women among all the beauties.

He snapped his fingers at a waiter beside him, half a ...... The waiter turned around, cursed him in a low voice with an angry gaze, and then said unhappily, "What do you need?" ”

The man couldn't see the expression on his face, as if he was smiling, "Send you the best beer here and send a dozen to a few beautiful women over there." ”

"Please pay first, six thousand yuan!" The man happily paid, and the waiter just turned around when he was stopped by the man again, "Take it, your tip!" ”

"Thank you!" The waiter's unhappy expression eased slightly, although he saw that the beautiful woman was disturbed, but there was an income, which was still good. He took the banknote handed by the man and trotted to a few beautiful women, but he didn't notice that the ticket he had just carried in his pocket seemed to tremble slightly.

"Hey! How many beauties can I sit here? Although the man was asking, his ass sat unceremoniously next to several beautiful women, "Is beer to your taste?" If you don't like it, you can change it again. ”

Before the beauties could speak, the man continued: "If you also want to be like the woman on the stage, to be the queen of those men, I think I can help you." ”

Like a trick, a few bottles of cosmetics appeared out of thin air in his hand, and said: "The ancestral secret recipe whitening skin care products will bring you a different experience, and I will give it to you for free." ”

"Really?" There was a beautiful woman with a skeptical tone.

"I don't want the gift of money, I think it doesn't matter if it's true or not, isn't it worth your try?" The man asked rhetorically, his tone was meaningful, he seemed to have seen through the hearts of several beauties, "Don't worry, it's free of charge, if you run out, I'll naturally send it for you." With that, he wrote down the names of several beauties, turned around and left.

The audience once again let out earth-shattering cheers, and the host of the venue also walked to the center of the dance floor, and first made a silent gesture to everyone in the audience.

"Thank you for your support, it's a pity that the time for Miss Zhang Ting to visit the stage has come, but ......" he deliberately lengthened his voice, "When Miss Zhang Ting leaves, in order to thank everyone for their enthusiastic support, she will choose a guest from the friends who came tonight to spend tonight's beautiful scenery with her, now let's wait and see, who can get the favor of the goddess and have the opportunity to kiss Fangze." ”

A waiter ran up to the stage quickly, holding a red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, when the oil-paper umbrella was taken away by Zhang Ting, he exhaled deeply, and left as if he was fleeing, I don't know why, when he just touched the oil-paper umbrella, the cold hairs on his whole body couldn't help but stand up, a kind of compelling cold, making his heart beat thumping.

Everyone's eyes stopped on Zhang Ting, and the moment the oil-paper umbrella was opened, their hearts were about to rise to their throats.

"Choose me, choose me, choose me......" The audience involuntarily shouted, and the voice was higher and higher. Zhang Ting smiled shyly, moved lightly, and walked towards a middle-aged man affectionately.

The middle-aged man laughed heartily and hugged rudely, Zhang Tingying's unbearable little waist, surrounded by several people, walked out of the imperial palace.

The man wearing sunglasses, watching the man walking with Zhang Ting in a car, laughed unsoundingly from his mouth, and when the bell sounded, his face became very gloomy, and he muttered to himself, "Failed, who is it?" How dare you spoil my good deeds! ”

【Hong Kong】

At five o'clock in the morning, several black sedans lined up in a straight line and stopped at the door of the Upper House, with an extended Lincoln in the middle. Every car walked out, and several burly men, all of them were uniformly dressed in black suits, combing their heads, and the 'eagle hook' leather shoes under their feet were shiny.

A man, in his early thirties, had a striking scar on his face, which pulled straight from the base of his right ear to the corner of his mouth. He stepped out of Lincoln's driver's seat and respectfully opened the door of the back seat.

"Brother Chu, it's here."

"Hmm...... Wait! Miss Xuanyuan's temper is not small, and she is afraid that she will not appear a second earlier if it is half past five. A man's voice sounded in the car, and the voice was so magnetic that it was impossible to tell his actual age at all.

Shao leaned, the man spoke again, and said, "Old wolf, how is Qian'er in Yanjing?" Call Fu Bo and ask him to accompany Qian'er to Xiangjiang early in the morning, I don't feel at ease when she is alone over there, I have been restless during today's negotiations, but fortunately there is no bad news. ”

Obviously, the old wolf is the name of the scar man, and when he heard the man's words, he showed a little impatient smile on his face: "Brother Chu, Qian girl got rid of the bodyguard today and went back to the college dormitory, it is said that she was a little frightened, but now she is fine." ”

"Hey!" The man sighed faintly, "Let Fubo keep an eye on her, that girl just doesn't make people worry!" It's also that I'm too spoiled by her. ”

In room 712 of The Upper House, Xuanyuan Xiaoying stood by the windowsill, looked at the convoy downstairs of the hotel, took a sip of coffee slowly, and then went out with a very cute makeup case.

"Zhenzhen, I'll go out, you wait for me to come back obediently at the hotel......"

In response to her, there was a delicate little pillow, "Dead witch, and she wants to get rid of me secretly, but there is no door." ”

Zhenzhen also freshened up, it turned out that when Xuanyuan Xiaoying woke up at five o'clock, she also started to wash, she was wearing a white miniskirt like Xuanyuan Xiaoying, with a black windbreaker, looking young and beautiful, very eye-catching.

"You'll lose sleep when you see my work......"

At half past five, no more, no less, Xuanyuan Xiaoying appeared at the door of the Upper House Hotel on time, the man in Lincoln's car, stepped out of the car and stepped forward to greet him personally, he stretched out a hand and said, "Miss Xuanyuan, I am Chu Xiaotian, happy cooperation." ”

"Happy working together!" Xuanyuan Xiaoying was very cheerful and not pretentious at all, "Let's go, I also want to see what the ancestral tomb of the Chu family, known as the legendary Jin Yan in the sixties, looks like."

There were only four people in Lincoln's car, the old wolf was still the driver, Chu Xiaotian was in the passenger seat, and the honorable position was left to Xuanyuan Xiaoying and Wang Zhenzhen.

"Go to the ancestral grave." The convoy began to move, and Xuanyuan Xiaoying and Chu Xiaotian had already begun to talk.