Section 18 Flashy Night, Night of Terror

Adjutant Li is now her close attendant, and Murong Hualou also understands that he is the overseer, so he is worried and will not talk to him. When I told him about my desire to go to the Eisenhower Club that night, I thought I was going to talk to him, but he just hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Since Madame and Miss Six want to see Miss Rong Zhou, I'll tell the Overseer...... Overseers Dwight D. Eisenhower were regulars...... "with no intention of hindering them."

If Li Zhenghong has any shortcomings, it is his straightforward nature, and if there is a little calculation in it, he can't hide it. Seeing that his eyes flashed slightly, and when he answered, he was different from his usual conservativeness, and Hualou knew that Bai Yungui knew about it.

He agreed to let Mrs. and Miss Six go to the Eisenhower Club.

At this point, Murong Hualou suddenly couldn't understand. That kind of blissful gold cave, it seems that there are not many people who don't want their daughters to go there, right?

Originally, I thought that Eisenhow's high-end Fengyue land should be hidden in a certain mountainside on the outskirts of the city, mysterious, but who knew that it was located on the most prosperous street in the German Concession in Yuzhou. The five-story building is not outstanding, the appearance is not good, the first floor is idle, the old-fashioned wooden door is intriguing, if it is not for the occasional men and women in brocade clothes to enter, Murong Painting Building really suspects that he has gone to the wrong place.

"Sister-in-law, if we wait, Lu Ran should be here soon......" Bai Yunling has not yet recovered from his excitement, and his apricot eyes and cheeks are more and more luminous, charming and pleasant. Today's Bai Yunling, wearing a pale pink Nara thick bare-shouldered long skirt, a black Turkish tassel shawl, her arms are slightly raised, and the extremely long tassels on the shawl are swimming, like water sleeves flying, taking away her youthfulness, Zheng Zheng and beautiful bones, which makes people reverie.

Murong paints a good building.

As he spoke, a car slowly stopped. When the car door opened, a slender leg stretched out from under the cheongsam, and the fair woman stood slowly. Bai Yunling pounced happily, took her hand and came over to Murong Hualou: "Sister-in-law, this is Lu Ran...... Lu Ran, my sister-in-law! I didn't want to call you before, but it was my sister-in-law who begged Adjutant Li to take you, you should thank her! ”

Helping her say good things in front of her friends, Bai Yunling is smart and cute, but she is kind but lacks her thoughts......

"Thank you, madam......" Lu Ran smiled and behaved generously and quietly. She has a small and beautiful face, the green silk is pulled up, coiled into a cloud bun, and her neck is more slender and slender, and she is as white as jade; The dark purple cheongsam, inexplicably enchanting, with a snow-white satin shawl around her shoulders, tassels reaching to her waist, and pale red lip gloss, dazzling brilliance.

Compared to Bai Yunling, this beauty is much richer. It's just that those eyes, the eye waves are shining, with temptation and profundity, without the purity and immaculate of Bai Yunling.

Her father was the governor of Baiyungui, although he belonged to the northern cabinet, and politically he was a colleague of Baiyungui. It's just that in today's troubled times, the military is the real power, and the politics seem thin, and the Lu family looks at Bai Yungui's face and acts. Lu Ran's friendship with Bai Yunling because of this is also human nature. It's just that this trick is quite high, so that Bai Yunling regards him as a best friend, and his flattery turns into true feelings.

Murong Hualou looked slightly stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she saw Lu Ran looking at her face, her eyes flickering. She smiled simply, anyway, she was a Mu Ne woman from the mainland: "Miss Lu is serious, and she ...... to raise her hands."

In the Eisenhower Club, the second and third floors are the casino, the fourth floor is the cabaret, and the fifth floor is mysterious, as if it requires the invitation of the owner to enter.

Walking along the cramped and outdated pear blossom wood stairs on the first floor, I squeaked and stepped on the second floor, and I smelled the smell of agarwood. Standing at the door was a tall Indian waiter in a white uniform and honey-skinned complexion, with an orange-yellow sheen shining from the crystal gate behind him.

Handing over the Overseer's name and explaining his intentions, the Indian waiter invited them directly to the fourth floor.

Walking up to the fourth floor, the fragrant sandalwood is blowing on the face, and the pear blossom wood carved long door is slowly pushed open, which is dazzling. Pale golden light gently spills from the crystal chandelier in the dome, and the lustrous marble floor contrasts with the figures. The oval hall has a dance floor in the center, a dazzling stage in front, and not many tables and chairs around it, which can accommodate nearly 100 people. Baroque chairs, with intricate carvings on the back, are unusually beautiful.

Van Aling's music is long and beautiful.

Between the scorching lights and shadows, the shuttle figures are dressed in different colors, but everyone wears a pair of Western masks. Western masks decorated with feathers and crystal sequins are painted in gold and lacquered, with intricate ornamentation, cat faces, fox faces, and angel faces decorated with pure white feathers.

Where is the feast on earth? Stepping on Fan Aling's tune, it is like stepping on the clouds, and the stage is as ethereal as Yao Chi under the dazzling lights.

The Indian girl is tall and beautiful, with a fluttering sari, a Chinese mixed with a Nanyang accent, crisp and pleasant: "Please choose your own mask ......" The wrist of the decorative golden bell jingled, holding the Portuguese glass cup, and all kinds of Western masks in it were presented in front of Murong Painting House and others.

Bai Yunling sighed softly.

Li Zhenghong said in a low voice: "Those who come here are either politicians and celebrities, or rich businessmen, and they don't want to be recognized for their true faces......"

Everyone knew this, so they chose a mask. Bai Yunling chose an angel, Lu Ran chose Catwoman, Murong Painting House chose a fox, and Li Zhenghong picked and chosen, and finally chose an ordinary wing mask.

Although they were introduced by the Overseers, they did not say that they were the Overseers' family, and they were not in the front row, and the position at the side was not bad. After taking a seat, the Indian girl held a bright yellow glass plate in her hand, filled a crystal glass glass with champagne, and brought it to her.

Murong Hualou couldn't smell the wine, so he picked it up and took a sip.

Bai Yunling and Lu Ran didn't move. Lu Ran glanced at the painting building curiously, and happened to be seen by the painting building. The eyes of the two collided, as if the dazzling sunlight shone on the water, and there was a sparkling wave. Hualou chuckled: "This is a delicious ......" is extremely unstandard, and neither are countrymen who have never seen the world.

Lu Ran smiled, and disdain flashed in his eyes.

Eisenhow's musicians, the piano music is unusually smooth, the music is light and pleasant, and time is stopped. Figures stumble on the dance floor, and dance steps whirl.

Murong Hualou glanced sideways at Li Zhenghong, hinting at something. Li Zhenghong hurriedly got up and smiled at Lu Ran: "Do you have the honor to dance with Miss Lu in the future?" ”

Lu Ran was slightly stunned, but he didn't hesitate, he generously took off the white satin shawl, and the jade lotus arm in the short-sleeved cheongsam was slightly raised, and it was put into Li Zhenghong's palm.

When Li Zhenghong looked back, he smiled. Murong Hualou nodded.

In another corner of the ballroom, behind the intricate patterns of baroque chairs, men recline at will, black dresses set off their elegant posture, and their fingers holding crystal cups are slender and beautiful. Under the Venetian silver metal mask on his face, thin lips were slightly raised. covers half of his face, but he can't hide his romantic temperament, and many ladies look to his side.

It's Li Fangjing.

Opposite him, sat two men, the same black dress, the same silver mask, but with different styles. Beside him snuggled up to a woman, a light purple sleeveless evening dress, showing off her plump figure, under the dark green wing mask, red lips fierce, strange seduction.

"There are a lot of strange figures today...... "The man opposite Li Fangjing said. He is Li Fangjing's fifth brother-in-law, and Zhou Shili, the governor of this province.

Li Fangjing's female companion is Tang Wan'er, the most popular singer in Yuzhou, her voice is clear and eloquent: "Miss Rong Zhou is now famous, and there are many famous ladies and ladies who like her...... Look there, it's not Mrs. Cheng and Miss Cheng Qi...... The clothes are the nouveau riche Qi Third Aunt ....... and that ......"

Her jade fingers were dyed with bright red nail polish, which was extremely beautiful, pointing around, and those noble ladies and young ladies were recognized by her. Although he wears a mask, he can't hide his usual mannerisms and taste in clothing. Tang Wan'er entertains people with sex, and remembering the appearance and taste of others is one of the lessons, she was originally a delicate and intelligent woman.

“…… Hey, isn't that the Sixth Miss from the Overseer's Mansion? Does the one next to her look like the Overseer's wife? Tang Wan'er pointed to the table in Murong Painting Building, and asked Li Fangjing in a deliberately ambiguous voice.

Li Fangjing had already seen it, and she was a little distracted at the moment, her eyes were clear and her lips were soft and moist, and she was in a trance with her beautiful face. He wasn't sure, but when Tang Wan'er said it, he was shocked in his heart, as if a sharp weapon was scratched on the smooth porcelain surface.

The other man at the table was Edward of the British Merchant Circle. Augustine, a British-Chinese-American, was once a classmate of Li Fangjing. At this moment, his gaze also followed Tang Wan'er's fingers. Sitting there, with a proud chin and a casual posture, not as nervous as the woman beside her, the champagne stained her lips with an extraordinarily seductive color.

He remembered the woman who played the piano at the birthday banquet more than a month ago, and her temperament was very similar.

The jasper wrench on his thumb flashed a faint sheen, and Augustine's smile disappeared into his brow.

There was a bustle in front, and behind the dark blue velvet curtain of the stage, a gloomy eye scanned the entire hall. finally saw the position of Li Fangjing and Zhou Shili clearly, and showed a treacherous smile. The body slowly retreated, and the whole body sank into the darkness.

"At table No. 8 in the west, Li Fangjing is a little thinner, and Zhou Shili is slightly fat. That tall man is British, don't hurt by mistake...... Go ahead! ”

Someone nodded silently, and then disappeared into the darkness.

The bustling back always hides the dirtiest thoughts!