Chapter 379

On Jiangzhou Avenue at the peak of the evening, rows of private cars waited anxiously. It took half an hour to move hundreds of meters. Snails climbed faster than them.

I saw a blue super run jump from the emergency channel like a flash of lightning, leaving only a remnant of the crowd. The driver had a cigarette in his fingers. The wind lifted his wig and took away his cigarette butts.

Leaving a crowd of drivers numb.

"This is too arrogant..."

"Everyone is waiting in line honestly. He's the only one who makes a special. Traffic police, traffic police, detain him quickly."

"You don't see what kind of car it is. Lamborghini must be a rich second generation with a background and can't afford it."

Inside the car, Zheng Qing stepped on the accelerator and drifted perfectly at the next intersection.

The mirror pulled the handle on his head and said helplessly, "you have violated the traffic regulations."

Behind him, the traffic police chased by motorcycle, which was quite thrilling and exciting.

Zheng Qing hooked his lips, "this is where to go. When I played racing with ah Yu on the foreign black market, it was much more exciting than this."

Mingjing shook his head and smiled: "you also said that in those years, this is China. We should abide by traffic regulations and be a law-abiding civilized man."

"It's a big deal to pay a fine. I can't wait that long."

Zheng Qing threw away the traffic police at several intersections and finally stopped at the door of a bar.

The parking boy respectfully came up, "our store will hold a princess selection activity tonight. According to the regulations of our store, all distinguished guests entering the store should wear masks."

Zheng Qing picked an eyebrow and threw the key to the parking younger brother: "help me park first."

At the door, a specially assigned person handed out masks. Zheng Qing took two and handed one of the lily masks to Mingjing.

The mask can only cover the eyes and nose. The moment the mirror was put on, the staff of the bar looked over and saw a tall woman standing quietly under the light. A silver lily on her temples was extremely prosperous. The night bloomed behind her. The whole person was full of a mysterious style.

The staff gave Zheng Qing a bronze medal, engraved with the head of a woman of all kinds, with a number of 15 on the back.

Zheng Qing asked, "why don't you send it to her?"

The staff coughed: "this bronze medal is only given to men and can be used to vote in tonight's event. Women have no right to vote."

Zheng Qing hissed: "it's different. Isn't your boss a woman?"

The staff looked embarrassed. The boss was a woman. What should I say.

"Well, let's go in."

The woman's voice was as soft as the spring breeze. The staff member's heart suddenly missed a beat. The woman walked past him. Her thin back was straight, cold and noble. Even if she couldn't see her face clearly, it was unforgettable and amazing.

He stared at the woman's back until he disappeared at the door.

Zheng Qing played with the bronze medal and Tucao: "a broken bar, and make complaints about these foreign things."

Walking through the long corridor, the eyes suddenly opened. The people with flashing lights couldn't open their eyes. Zheng Qing subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes.

"Shit, I haven't been to such a place for a long time. I'm still as hot as ever."

Zheng Qing turned her head and looked at the mirror. Seeing that she was indifferent, she was still calm and relieved a little.

"I knew I wouldn't bring you. You're too young to be suitable for such an occasion."

Mingjing smiled: "don't you think it's very interesting?"

"Well... Aren't you an empty monk? You're not afraid of being blamed by the Buddha?" This girl is a mystery sometimes.

"Life is a Taoist field everywhere. If you don't move your heart, people don't move rashly." The mirror brushed the skirt and walked in calmly.

There are many people in the hall. Everyone is wearing masks. The women are dressed in exposed clothes. They are serious like a mirror, but they are different.

The moment she came in, all her eyes fell on her. There was a kind of person, even if she covered her face, her beauty was still difficult to cover up.

The man's eyes are ready to move.

Zheng Qing took a step, naturally took the mirror's shoulder, and glanced provocatively around.

Everyone showed regret when they saw that she had a boyfriend.

"MD, these little shriveled calves dare to make your idea." Zheng Qingcui scolded.

The mirror saw an empty seat and went straight over.

After sitting down, Zheng Qing stared at her suspiciously: "why do you seem to be very familiar with here?"

The mirror smiled: "yes?"

In the corner, ran Gong frowned: "don't you think the woman's back looks familiar?"

Wan Heng glanced, "where are you familiar? Why don't I see it? I think you see someone else's beautiful heart itching?"

Ran Gong shook his head: "brother Wan, don't be kidding."

Wan Heng took a sip of wine and said impatiently, "why don't you start?"

The waiter came up with the list and asked what drinks he wanted. The starting point was 188. Zheng Qing ordered the most expensive imperial set meal.

The waiter looked like a big customer and the service became more enthusiastic.

Zheng Qing glanced around and asked with a smile, "do you have a resident singer surnamed Dong here?"

The waiter nodded: "do you mean Dong Jiahe? He has been singing here for a long time, but he seems to have signed a contract with the company a few months ago and left to be a star."

Zheng Qing asked with a smile, "have you seen him these days?"

The waiter looked at him with some vigilance: "I don't know who you are from Xiao Dong?"

Zheng Qing stuffed some notes into the waiter's coat collar and smiled and patted the waiter on the chest: "he is my cousin. My family doesn't agree with him to enter the entertainment industry. He made some contradictions and ran away from home. I've been looking for him for a long time. I heard that he appeared in this bar recently, so I came to him."

As soon as the waiter looked at the man's clothes, he knew that he was not an ordinary person and was so rich. He thought that Xiao Dong's family was so rich and pretended to be so poor.

"So it is, but..." The waiter stopped talking.

Zheng Qing picked an eyebrow: "why? Is it inconvenient to say?"

The waiter shook his head, "I can't say." He returned the money to Zheng Qing and turned away.

Zheng Qing hums and smiles: "this bar looks fishy."

The mirror looked around: "it's really fishy."

There are many people in black standing around the hall. At first glance, they are practicing their family. Is it necessary to fight so much in a small bar?

Zheng Qing glanced at the mirror. "It seems that tonight is the right time."

Mingjing said with a smile, "go to the theatre first."

The clock pointed to eight o'clock, the hall was full, and the atmosphere gradually heated up.

In the center of the hall is a four sided stand, with a channel on the left and right extending to the wall, dividing the hall into two.

The sound of dynamic music is getting louder and louder, as if even the ground is shaking, the lights are blurred and gorgeous, and the scene is more and more colorful.

"Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the drunken red bar. Tonight, let's start a carnival night and expel the princess in your mind."

There was a very provocative male voice on the radio, full of passion.

With the sound falling to the ground, the scene sounded one after another whistles and shouts, and the noisy Zheng Qing couldn't help frowning.

"Don't insult the princess. The boss behind the scenes can really play." Zheng Qing hissed.

On the stand, DJ received the mix with one hand and rubbed the plate with the other. The dynamic music sound kept changing, and the atmosphere at the scene became more and more warm.

At this moment, the door at the end of the left and right channels of the grandstand is opened, and two beams of chasing light hit the door respectively, imitating the door inch by inch as if it were day.

Five women from the left and right came out. They wore rabbit masks on their faces and COS wore all kinds of beautiful girls, but they were short skirts and stockings. Their sexy bodies were exposed. As they walked, they pinched and blew kisses and winks at the audience under the stands, giving full play to their sexy charm.

Those men gathered under the stands and couldn't wait to reach out to them. The secret under the short skirt stimulated their hormones, and their faces were filled with intoxicated expressions.

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes: "a group of obscene men."

The last woman on the right seemed a little embarrassed. A hand under the stand reached out and touched her calf. She covered her ears like a frightened bird and screamed. The scream soon drowned in the noise of the scene.

The girl walking in front of her turned back and shook her hand, whispered comfortingly, "don't be afraid, it'll be over soon."

The girl's voice was crying: "I can't stand it. I hate everyone here."

Xianxian sighed, lowered her voice and said, "bear it. You treat all the people under the stage as pigs. Is it better in your heart?"

The girl pursed her pale lips and carefully avoided a pair of hands. The more timid she was, the more people under the stage liked to tease her and enjoyed it.

As Xianxian said, she regarded the stretched heads below as pig heads, and the pressure at the bottom of her heart was indeed reduced.

Ten people went to the middle stand and faced the audience with their backs to each other.

Everyone is hung with a number plate. Introduce yourself from number one.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Jiajia No. 1. I like dancing..." Then there was a striptease at the scene, splitting while taking off, whistling and screaming one after another, one wave after another, which almost overturned the roof.

"I also hope you will support me and vote for me." The girl spread her arms and bowed gracefully.

A lot of flowers smashed at her, "Jiajia... Jiajia..." Shouts came out one after another.

Zheng Qing fancies of men of letters and seeds, and Tucao: "what is this? It's a skill to get rid of clothes, and people make complaints about ancient Chinese opera and calligraphy and painting."

Next, we'll have a pole dance on the second, turn a somersault on the third, and sing a few songs on the fourth... Zheng Qing is about to vomit when he sees the five fans coaxed by a group of smelly men under the stage.

Then look at the mirror sitting opposite. I'm enjoying it calmly, and my fingers are flicking with the melody.

"MD, it's a beautiful song. Don't listen to children."

Mingjing said with a smile, "it's good to appreciate it with an artistic eye."

Zheng Qingjing was stunned.

"You... You're great."

The girl always falls through her eyes again and again.

"I'm No. 8 immortal. Compared with my previous sisters, my talent is too weak." The girl on the stage covered her mouth and smiled. What a sweet voice, the soul of the listener flew away.

Then the girl took out a short Xiao from behind and put it on her lips. Soon a string of melodious music floated away, gradually suppressing the noise at the scene.

The music is sad and sad. It can't help but make people feel desolate, which is incompatible with this drunken scene.

Mingjing picked his eyebrow: "Autumn Moon in Han Palace."

Zheng Qing looked at the girl who played the flute: "it's just like this."

The mirror gazed at the girl in the stands, her eyebrows slightly twisted.

The ancients expressed their feelings with music, because music can convey ideas. She heard helplessness and sadness in the girl's music

The last note landed, the girl bent down and bowed, and the applause was thunderous.

Compared with those frivolous performances before, this flute performance is refreshing and fresh. For a moment, many people showed interest in their eyes.

The girl stepped back and stood side by side with the other nine people.

The girl standing at the end came out biting her pale lips. She shrunk her shoulders like a frightened little rabbit.

"What are you afraid of? We won't eat you again. Ha ha..." A tune of laughter sounded, and then everyone laughed.

The girl stammered, "I... my name is Yueyue. I can't do anything..."

"Then take it off. It's also a talent."

There was a roar below. Under the mask, the girl's face was white without blood.

Her little hands gripped the skirt nervously, and a group of men around coaxed her. She stood in the center, like a little white rabbit surrounded by wolves, so weak and helpless.

Zheng Qing slapped the table and stood up: "shut up. A group of big men bully a little girl. Do you want to face?"

Her voice was loud and clear, and all the noise was suppressed in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, all eyes looked at her. The man who started to coax sneered: "Yo, this is a hero to save the beauty. The little girl is blessed today."

Yueyue looked at the man who spoke for her gratefully. The light on the scene was blurred, and she couldn't see her face clearly. She just felt that the man's figure was particularly tall.

Zheng Qing snorted, "you big men have hands and feet. Don't you feel ashamed to flirt with a little girl?"

"Hey, you're very interesting. Do you know where this is? What do everyone come for? Are you sick?"

"Your brain is sick." Zheng Qing picked up the wine bottle on the table and threw it at the talking man. She must be good enough. The wine bottle flew past the man's ear and hit the wall behind the man.

The wine bottle was smashed to the ground with a bang and split.

The scene was silent.

The man's knees softened and soon became angry. He pointed to Zheng Qingda and scolded, "do you dare to fight for death?"

Zheng Qing stepped on the table with one foot and said with a sneer, "it's you. Your mouth is so smelly. It's Smoked me."

The man was so angry that he said, "security guard, tie me up. I have to teach him a good lesson today."

Zheng Qing suddenly kicked the table, and the table flew out. The scene panicked, and a group of people screamed to avoid her.

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

The mirror sat motionless in the card seat, the light was bright and dark, and no one noticed her.

Wan Heng glanced at this side and hummed, "if you dare to find something here, you simply don't know the height of heaven and earth."