In a way, the slums are in need of entertainment even more than elsewhere.

Because through entertainment, you can anesthetize yourself in a prodigal manner.

Of course, even nightclubs in the slums are not accessible to everyone.

Because in the slums, there are also classes.

Li Xiaofei sat on a lifting booth closest to the main stage, drinking water cup after cup.

The nightclub certainly has alcohol.

But he didn't like to drink.

What could be more fun and pretentious than taking a sip of bone-clear water in this chaotic environment?

The spacious booth is large enough for twenty people.

But at this time, there was only one Li Xiaofei sitting.

It seems empty.

No one else sat down.

Even those beautiful girls dressed up in fancy clothes looking for prey, and those 'little bees' who have been in a lively atmosphere through a hundred battles, do not dare to come over easily.

Countless pairs of curious eyes stared at the booth.

Because this card seat is the king of the entire 'Imperial Palace, nightclubs.

The person who can sit here must be a well-known figure in the Eastern District, not only strong, but also powerful.

"Where did this wild boy come from?"

"He's going to be out of luck."

"Who doesn't know, the seat king is the exclusive seat of the deputy leader of the Haisha Gang Qin."

"I remember, the last time was half a year ago, there was a second-generation petty official from outside, who had to sit there without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and then the whole person was gone."

"Yes, it is said that in less than ten minutes, someone found that a wild dog outside the palace was gnawing on the head of this second generation of officials."

"And what's going on today?"

"Who let this kid sit on it?"

"It's just another unlucky ghost who doesn't know whether to live or die."

In the energetic warm-up music, someone was talking loudly.

Huo Yin, the security captain standing in the distance, also stared at the king, staring at the young man who only drank water on the king.

Because of the anger, a bright red slap mark on his face was clearly visible.

This slap was the price he paid for stopping the boy from sitting there.

That young man has good strength.

But......

If you beat him Huo Yin, you have to pay the price.

After a while, a panting subordinate ran over and said, "Captain, I have already sent a message to the Haisha Gang, and Deputy Gang Leader Qin will be there in a while."

"Okay, it's business as usual."

Security Captain Huo Yin touched his cheek and said, "Notify the backstage, the show has begun."

The subordinate pointed in the direction of the throne and said, "Over there?"

"Normal hospitality."

Huo Yin gritted his teeth and said.

……

The show on stage was wonderful.

The interior of this nightclub, as well as the lighting style, and the clothing of the staff, have a retro feel.

Li Xiaofei had such a short moment or two, and he would be in a trance thinking that he had not traveled to five hundred years later.

Instead, he came to the former Shanghai Tang.

There is a brief pause in the music.

The audience erupted in applause.

On the stage, a young woman dressed in a white cheongsam, with a beautiful figure, clouds and temples, and a charming and delicate face, was saluting the guests and expressing her gratitude.

This is a very tasteful beauty.

It seems to be a burgundy apple, after years of precipitation, it retains a little girlish sweetness, and a little more charm of the royal sister, ripe just right, ripe sweet.

Her whole body exudes a full and moist breath, which makes countless drinkers obsessed, wanting to keep her in their arms and bite hard.

Dancing girl Nanhua.

The 'top ten dancers' in the slum nightclub circle, she ranks sixth.

There are a lot of fans.

There are also a lot of financiers.

Her whereabouts are very fixed.

Every night, she would show up at the palace just before eight o'clock, perform a hot dance, sing a song, and have a few drinks with one of the most rewarding guests.

"Hey."

Li Xiaofei stood up, beckoned to Nanhua on the stage, and said, "Come down and drink water with me."

The location of the throne, very close to the stage.

So Li Xiaofei's words clearly reached Nanhua's ears.

She smiled slightly, looking at the boy with some curiosity.

After four or five years in a nightclub, it was the first time that Nanhua met someone who asked him to drink water with him.

The young man in front of him was tall and straight, with a handsome face, a rare masculinity between his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a pair of eyebrows that flew obliquely into his sideburns wrinkled unnaturally, as if there were many, many things on his mind.

His gaze was presumptuous and wanton.

There is a kind of rebelliousness that is empty-eyed.

Nanhua mixed in the happy field and read countless people, but it was the first time I saw a teenager like this.

It was as if he was born to belong here.

It seems to be out of place here.

It's a very strange feeling.

So much so that Nanhua was slightly stunned in place for three or two seconds, and then showed a signature smile, just smiled and nodded to the young man, but did not reply.

There are a lot of interesting people.

But she's not a very curious person.

So I won't change my rules just because the other party is interesting.

However, when Nanhua turned around and was about to go backstage to prepare for the next song......

Syllable!

A glass slammed into the stage.

Suddenly, the originally noisy space suddenly became quiet.

The eyes of everyone were focused on the direction of the throne.

The young man stood on the throne, and his voice became more and more arrogant, revealing the arrogance of an ignorant person: "I said, come down and drink with Lao Tzu."

There's something to look at.

The drinkers who were looking for pleasure around suddenly became excited.

It's been a long time since anyone dared to make trouble in the palace.

Because the Imperial Palace is the property of the Sea Sand Gang.

The five major gangs in the slums of Haijing City are the Disabled Gear Mutual Aid Association, the Haisha Gang, the Qiuji Boxing Gym, the Buyi Sect and the Zhigong School.

It used to be the most disciple and the most powerful in the cloth.

But now it is the strong rise of the Haisha Gang, after helping Hai Tiankuo choose to join the Jiepeng people, relying on the help of outsiders, the Haisha Gang has become a veritable No. 1 gang, and its style of action is even more domineering and out of line.

Causing trouble at the Imperial Palace nightclub is to slap the Haisha Gang in the face.

Even those big forces outside the slums did not dare to do this.

To offend the Haisha Gang is to offend the Jie Peng people.

Today's Haijing City, because of the existence of the Wanmao Zone, the power of the Jiepeng people is overwhelming.

Who dares to mess with?

Pleasure seekers gloat and wait for something good to happen.

Nanhua looked at the broken cup at his feet, looked at the crystal sharp glass ballast on the ground, and after a slight pause, continued to walk backstage.

The funny teenager behind her, in her heart, was already a corpse that could not live for more than an hour.

And that's when --

"The Haisha Gang Qin Gang Leader has arrived."

A special announcement sounded at the door.

A tall, thin middle-aged man in a black robe, surrounded by four guards, slowly walked into the arena.

His eyes flickered.

I saw a strange boy standing in my exclusive seat.

"Go and deal with him."

Qin Xiaotian said casually.

A guard behind him walked over quickly, the short knife at his waist was already unsheathed, large

stepped in front of Li Xiaofei, without saying a word, he raised his hand and stabbed it into his heart.

This is the slum.

This is the gang in the ghetto.

Killing people is like crushing an ant.

Not much nonsense.