danced six dances in a row, and Li Banfeng changed six dance partners.

Zhou Yujuan, the owner of Xianle Dance Ground, was wearing a dark purple cheongsam and holding a fan in her hand, standing in the corridor on the second floor.

Fan with her left hand, supporting the fence of the corridor with her right hand, looking at the dance floor in the hall on the first floor, and staring at Li Banfeng for a moment, Zhou Yujuan frowned slightly.

This guest doesn't know the rules very well.

In this kind of dance hall, dancing is never the focus, the focus is on choosing a dance partner.

Dance two or three dances in the lobby, choose a suitable dance partner, and then go upstairs or go out to a different place and do the right thing.

Li Banfeng only dances and doesn't choose people, which is not suitable.

Zhou Yujuan called a woman and whispered, "Tell that person, dance a dance, eighty yuan, and let him settle the account first." ”

A song lasts less than three minutes, and eighty yuan is collected, which is to let Li Banfeng get out of here quickly, don't take advantage of it in vain.

The woman went and went back, holding a thousand yuan in cash: "Sister, the guest said that the dance here is very good, and she will continue to dance." ”

Zhou Yujuan's brows furrowed even tighter.

Xianle Dance Ground is a first-class place in Yaowanggou, but the price is not so high, a thousand yuan is enough for Li Banfeng to take two dance partners upstairs to sleep for one night, what does it mean that he has been dancing here?

Years of experience had taught her that this man was born in the afterlife.

Zhou Yujuan ordered again: "Let Lao Gu change the song and play "He Rijun Will Come Again"! ”

Lao Gu is the controller of the hand-cranked record player.

Hearing the boss's instructions, Lao Gu understood the meaning and immediately changed the record.

"Good flowers don't bloom often, good times don't always be there, sorrow relieves smiling eyebrows, tearful eyes and lovesickness~~"

"He Rijun Comes Again", is a song that must be played every night in the Xianle Dance Field, this song is very special, equivalent to the end of the song, hearing "He Rijun Comes Again", the guests should hurry up to choose a dance partner, this song is over, the dance hall is about to close.

All the gentlemen present have chosen their dance partners, and Li Banfeng's dance partners held Li Banfeng's hands tightly, touched their conscience, and asked affectionately: "Sir, let's go upstairs." ”

Li Banfeng said with a serious face: "What are you doing upstairs, isn't it good to dance here?" ”

The girl looked at Li Banfeng eagerly: "Sir, after this song, we are going to close the door." ”

"Why is it closed? I just gave the money! Li Banfeng was very dissatisfied.

The dancer whispered, "If you take me upstairs, you don't have to pay for it." ”

"Who said he didn't have to give money!" The boss Zhou Yujuan slowly walked down the stairs, and the girl's voice was so small that she still heard it.

Good ears of the spirit.

This should be a peep.

The music stopped abruptly, and Zhou Yujuan came to Li Banfeng and said with a smile: "Sir, we are closed, and you will come back tomorrow." ”

Li Banfeng asked, "I just gave a thousand yuan, and you will close the door, is this appropriate?" ”

Zhou Yujuan pretended to be surprised: "Sir, you are dancing with our girl, shouldn't you give money?" ”

Li Banfeng looked at Zhou Yujuan: "What I gave was the money for dancing, eighty dances each, I danced seven dances, and half of the thousand yuan was spent, so you want to drive people out?" ”

The surrounding guests gradually moved away from the center of the dance floor.

They knew that dancing didn't cost anything at the Xianle Dance Ground, and they had to give pollen money and drink money.

They also know that if the boss comes and asks for money for dancing, it proves that someone is going to make trouble.

Zhou Yujuan raised the corners of her mouth and looked at Li Banfeng: "Sir, eighty yuan is the money for dancing, but for a tune, you have to charge you one hundred oil and water money." ”

"What oil and water money?"

"Oil and water in your hands."

Li Banfeng's hand held the girl's conscience.

This was not something he wanted to hold, it was the girl who had grabbed his hand before.

Now this girl is not the generous and enthusiastic attitude she had before, her face was full of shame, she tore Li Banfeng's hand away, and said angrily: "Sir, what are you doing here?" ”

She seems to have been insulted by Li Banfeng.

This girl took the initiative to dance the last song with Li Banfeng, and seemed to be prepared.

Li Banfeng didn't argue, nodded and said, "I'll give you this 100 oil and water money." ”

Zhou Yujuan raised her eyebrows, shook her head and smiled: "Just a hundred is not enough, our seven girls have danced seven dances with you, which one has never let you eat oil and water?" A girl is 100 yuan, plus the 700 yuan, your 1,000 yuan is not enough. ”

Li Banfeng was deeply surprised: "Seven girls, I have eaten oil and water?" ”

Zhou Yujuan nodded seriously: "It's a girl's family, and if you touch your hands, you will suffer a loss." ”

Li Banfeng felt that this matter was unreasonable: "Is there anyone who doesn't touch hands when dancing?" Do all the guests here pay for it? ”

Zhou Yujuan flashed a pair of big eyes and looked at Li Banfeng with pity: "Other guests don't have to give money, that's because the girl is willing,

If the girl is willing, you can touch it anywhere you want, but you can't, the girl looks at you disgusting, if the girl doesn't want to, you touch the nail cover, you have to give money! ”

Li Banfeng was also about to continue to reason with Zhou Yujuan, but suddenly felt that danger was approaching.

He looked up at the hallway on the second floor.

Behind the fence, a middle-aged man stood.

The man was about 1.6 meters tall, bald, bearded, wearing a gray shirt with a cardigan, holding a pair of walnuts in his hand, and constantly rubbing them in his hands.

At this moment, he was staring at Li Banfeng.

Among the guests present, many of them knew this man, some of them took their dance partners out for the night, and some left the money for drinks and turned around and left.

Just such a lean man has such a great deterrent power.

Although Li Banfeng had never seen him, he also recognized his identity.

Because in Li Banfeng's eyes, in the corridor on the second floor, there was not only this one man standing, but more than a dozen people standing behind him.

It's fifteen, Li Banfeng counted it.

The fifteen men, both men and women, were dressed differently, and the only thing they had in common was that they all had green flames on them.

This is the ghost servant of Wei Xiu, this lean man, is the patrol of Jiang Xiang's second helm of Yaowangtang, Du Hongxi.

Du Hongxi came, the other guests left, and Zhou Yujuan's smile was not so gentle: "A few loose money, I don't want to worry about you, sir, leave another thousand yuan, you can go back." ”

"Another thousand?"

Zhou Yujuan nodded: "Do you think I want more?" ”

"Why do you want a thousand more, and what is the reason?" Li Banfeng wanted to hear what else this boss could say.

Zhou Yujuan smiled: "You reason with me? Are you worthy? You pee on yourself and see what you are?

While I'm still in a good mood now, hurry up and pay for it, and let the tricks shine a little brighter in the future, and don't break into places where you shouldn't come. ”

Li Banfeng looked at Du Hongxi again, and there were two ghost servants behind him who had passed through the fence and slowly descended from the second floor.

Li Banfeng shrugged his eyebrows, opened his wallet, took out a thousand cash, and gave it to Zhou Yujuan.

Zhou Yujuan took the banknote and said with a tender face: "Get out!" ”

Li Banfeng turned to leave, and Du Hongxi called the ghost servant to follow.

Li Banfeng walked out of the hall quickly, and the two of them went directly through the wall and chased into the corridor, but they didn't see Li Banfeng's figure, only the open door at the end of the corridor.

He's gone?

Walking so fast?

After searching for half a sound, Li Banfeng was not found, and the two ghost servants smelled the smell and found that there was no breath of living people nearby.

It seems that Li Banfeng is really gone.

The two ghost servants returned to Du Hongxi's side, and Zhou Yujuan also returned to the corridor on the second floor.

Du Hongxi hugged Zhou Yujuan's waist and kissed him on the cheek: "When you meet this kind of gangster in the future, you don't have to talk nonsense with him, tell me, I'll clean him up directly." ”

Zhou Yujuan said coquettishly: "Master, just this little thing, how can you be tired." ”

Du Hongxi smiled: "Be careful of your liver, for your sake, I am willing to die of exhaustion." ”

Zhou Yujuan pouted and said, "Master, this is what you said, you are not allowed to shout tired tonight." ”

The two entered the bedroom on the third floor, and fifteen ghost servants were divided into three teams to guard all corners of the third floor.

With these ghost servants guarding, even if a three-story martial artist is allowed to rush to the third floor, he will not be able to hurt Du Hongxi in the slightest.

There is no need for Du Hongxi to do superfluous control, they will always protect Du Hongxi's safety, when they need to fight, they are fearless, and when they don't need to fight, they will never relax at all.

They are not afraid of coercion, they don't care about temptation, and as long as they are not distraught, they will never leave their posts without permission.

But tonight is an exception.

At three o'clock in the morning, a burst of singing suddenly came from the record player in the hall on the first floor:

"I have a relationship,

To whom to speak,

The confidant went out,

As soon as he went, there was no news~"

The ghost servants poked their heads out and looked at the first floor.

It's the most beautiful song they've ever heard.

They kept trying to listen, but the sound of the record player was a little small.

The two ghost servants couldn't help it, and they walked through the fence, left the third floor, and flew to the record player.

The other servants struggled for a moment, and then followed.

They all gathered around the turntable and listened quietly.

Li Banfeng slowly shook the record player and counted the number of ghost servants.

Fifteen, all here.

PS: Actually, I think the taste of a record player is very good.