Chapter Seventy-One: The Shark Show

Although I want to know what Jiang Lu's identity is.

But the sword-wielder wasn't sure if Jiang Lu would be dissatisfied with this kind of topic, as the real exorcists of the wealthy families were often low-key and didn't like others to explore their privacy.

What if Jiang Lu is one of them? If you offend this rich second generation who is a pure pulp healing mixture, I am afraid that the future is not guaranteed.

So in the end, he still brought the topic over without a trace, and temporarily shelved his plan to reprimand Jiang Lu on the issue of taking the white blade empty-handed.

"So the current situation is that White must have some unknown power from the devil, and we can't act rashly until we figure it out, we need to infiltrate the Shark Party first, and preferably become one of them."

The sword-wielder said.

"Let's dive in together? Wouldn't that be too big? Nut Wall asked.

"Of course not together, we need to act separately, as far as I know, the Shark Party has multiple strongholds, they have already told me the specific location, we had better disperse and act separately, and then make an appointment every day for the final intelligence gathering."

"Okay."

"No problem."

"Roger."

The sword-wielder finally asked Jiang Lu kindly, "What about you?" Questions? ”

"Well, there's one."

"What's the difficulty?"

"It's not that I'm in trouble." Jiang Lu shook his head and pointed at the two gangsters and the boss: "This has to be extinguished, right?" ”

"Uh..."The sword-wielder frowned and thought for a moment, and finally rejected Jiang Lu's proposal: "Just find a place to lock it up, there's no need to kill people." ”

"Okay." Jiang Lu shrugged indifferently: "It's good that you decide." ”

"So." The sword-wielder clapped his hands: "Let's act." ”

Nut Wall and Punk lock the two thugs and the boss in the garage behind the supermarket to make sure they can't break free, and then the water mirror gives them enough food to survive, and the few scatter according to the address given by the sword-wielder.

For the three people who have experienced many lives and deaths together, the sword-wielder is not worried, but for Jiang Lu, he is a little afraid that this guy will play him to death.

Therefore, he specially gave Jiang Lu a relatively weak stronghold that had just been established recently, which was considered to be his care, and he believed that as long as it was an exorcist who could unlock E-level authority in the spirit realm, he should be able to deal with it.

"See you tomorrow, then." After the sword-wielder said goodbye to Jiang Lu, he walked alone towards the most dangerous Shark Party base camp.

And Jiang Lu stood in place for a while, turned his head and got into the alley on the side, and crossed the alley to the next block.

Looking left and right, he casually walked into a restaurant, ordered a set meal and began to make it.

After he was full of wine and food, Jiang Lu grabbed the boss and asked, "Brother, I bother to ask, are there any famous special entertainment venues nearby?" ”

"Featured entertainment?" The boss raised an eyebrow and repeated.

"Yes, to be distinctive." Jiang Lu reported with an equally playful expression.

Looking left and right, the boss stretched out his hand and made a gesture to count the money.

Jiang Lu comprehended, and took out a few pieces of cash that he had just taken from the supermarket owner's cashier and stuffed them into his hand.

"Five blocks from here, there's a nightclub called Shark that promises not to disappoint."

"Hey, hey, brother."

Jiang Lu walked out of the restaurant refreshed and began to make his way towards George Street.

I came here with the purpose of touching fish and enjoying life.

When undercover? Dogs don't go.

Why don't you go and see the Yanma.

......

Eight o'clock in the evening.

The Shark Club has finally opened.

Jiang Lu, who had been waiting for a long time, excitedly entered the infield under the guidance of the waiter.

While leading the way, the waiter introduced and instilled the concept of "sound, light, color, and nudeness" in their artistic performance.

"Our performances usually include bathtub shows, chair shows, champagne shows, and sometimes stories supplemented by literary classics such as the Odyssey and Joan of Arc, allowing the dancers to fully perform their inner monologues, and in between dances, there are also magic shows, burlesque shows, etc."

"Yo, and the plot?"

Jiang Lu was happy.

You've really come to the right place.

"Do you have any favorite shows in the past?"

"I haven't been here." Jiang Lu smiled shyly.

"Then I'm sure you'll love it."

"I'll tell you the truth, I've started to love."

"Let me see." The waiter looked at the program list and introduced to Jiang Lu: "Today's programs are "Attitude", "Nun" and "Animal Tamer", all of which are classic plays, I believe you will like them." ”

"Good, good!" Jiang Lu handed the waiter a tip with satisfaction.

"Have a nice evening."

The waiter left, and Jiang Lu sat on the chair, inadvertently smiling, like a schoolboy going on a spring outing.

Soon, all the lights in the infield went out.

Prelude to the well-rehearsed lights, the performance titled "Attitude" officially began!

Female dancers dance in a huge aura that swirls in the darkness as if they were in space, struggling to defy the oppression of gravity.

They danced, gradually removing the restraints on their bodies under gravity, their dance steps gradually light and agile, and a pair of straight and powerful long legs tugged at the heartstrings of the audience all the time.

The mirror elements that can be seen everywhere on the stage make the stage look like a giant music box, playing with the audience's eyes, making the whole dance dazzling and mesmerizing.

Maybe the effect of the healing mixture is too high, Jiang Lu looked at it and felt a burst of wetness around his nostrils.

Reach out and touch it, and the hands are bright red.

"Good fellow, make up for this?"

After Jiang Lu, a future warrior who pursues a strong future, realizes that this performance has the effect of making him strong and strong, he observes it even more intently with a critical eye.

What he didn't notice, however, was that while he was watching the performance, a pair of appreciative eyes were watching him from a VIP seat not far from him.

"What a funny lad."

The owner of those eyes immediately told him about this discovery, and a delicate and beautiful lady dressed in expensive fur beside him.

"What?"

"Madam, you see, that young man actually had a nosebleed when he saw it, and it was so amusing to watch it while wiping it."

The lady turned her head and looked in the direction pointed by her friend, and saw Jiang Lu, who couldn't find the paper, tearing off his clothes and plugging them into his nostrils.

Jiang Lu's normally handsome face, as well as the muscle curve of her body that was inadvertently exposed when she tore her clothes, made her heart ripple under the bonus of high charm.

"Fresh faces, I haven't seen them."

She said lightly.

"It doesn't look like he's dressed like a young master from any family, but this figure is really good."

The friend giggled: "And this will cause a nosebleed, and it looks like an innocent teenager." ”

The lady was distraught by her friend's words.

Muscles, years, innocence, every keyword is tickling her desires.

With a wave of her hand, the lady beckoned the waiter.

"Hello, Mrs. White, is there anything you need?"

The noble lady pointed to Jiang Lu: "Who is that?" ”

"Wait a minute."

The waiter whispered over the radio for a while, then replied, "A new face with a big hand, who has never been here before, calls himself Mr. Park." ”

"Well," commanded the noblewoman, "tell him that all his expenses are counted on my head, and in return I will see him in private." ”

The waiter's face showed obvious surprise, but he still nodded: "Okay." ”

When the waiter left, the friend asked in surprise, "No... Are you crazy? He looks about the same age as your son White, and if he knew I was the one who brought your attention to him, he would kill me, and he wouldn't care if I was his godmother or not! ”

A hint of hesitation flashed in the lady's eyes, but it was only for a moment, and it was quickly replaced by determination.

"Wouldn't it be better if you didn't let him know?"