Chapter 188 Chapter 46 The Short-haired Singer

It's just that Conan Doyle, who was decorated with red stockings and white short breasts, has become a big star. With that standard American face, if it is labeled as a foreign angel, not many people will doubt it. "Let's go!" Seeing that the two had finished packing, Ke Daonan ordered everyone to open the door. There are two beautiful sports cars parked at the door, which were insisted on renting.Because Honghua Club Entertainment City is well-known in Beijing, only rich people can go in and spend money, so they try to decorate according to the standards of the rich second generation.

"When we get there, we must get used to it, relax our vigilance, and blend in with the crowd as much as possible, so that no one will suspect us. In addition, you must tighten your nerves while relaxing, because someone may pull you to join Christianity. At that time, you must Don't refuse, just follow them. Do you remember everything?" "Well, I remember." Soon, two sports cars stopped at the gate of Honghua Club Entertainment City.The two younger brothers came up and respectfully took the car keys thrown by Ke Daonan and Yin Hui. These younger brothers are a profession that often appears in rich people's consumption places, and their name is Daijin.In the past, Yin Hui had only seen it on TV, but this time he was really not used to enjoying this kind of service.

After walking through the luxurious corridor decorated with LEDs, we entered the hall. The sound of gongs and drums, and the sound of firecrackers are not enough to describe the excitement in the hall. There are all kinds of people, colorful and famous brands are floating in the hall, and the smell of wine and meat is desperately squeezed into their nostrils. "Excuse me, what do you guys want?" A girl in a uniform with a sky face came slowly, holding a delicate plate with several glasses of red wine on it. Now I have to reveal everything I order, because I have never been to such a high-end place.

Only by walking over arrogantly and ignoring the girls can they temporarily hide their faces. "Get out!" Yin Hui cursed directly. The girl seemed to have seen this kind of person a lot, so she backed away without hesitation.She understands that rich kids like this are snobbish, they look down on working girls like them, and won't accept their services. Walking to the center of the hall, there was an empty table next to it, Yin Hui greeted a few people to go up, sat down, looked at the colorful rich second-generation singing and dancing skirts, talked about love, pretended to be eccentric, and took care of himself. Talking and laughing with a few friends.

"The best angel The word I am most familiar with is your name we will have a big house you will send me a little poem the worst angel I love to draw what you look like We guard the lovesickness drawn by the distance being gentle with each other my favorite is that angel love enough to die love to the whole world all lights off Finally, I have to be considerate to you I hate that angel hate enough to die hate myself forget all Last but not least tattoos I hate you for not coming to see me for so long I love you the most when your lovesickness comes from afar Easiest to remember, hardest to forget

most want to get most afraid of losing First companionship last need the farthest distance the closest heartbeat I finally said I hate you But I hate you but I love you" The short-haired female singer on the stage sang the song "The Most Angel" by Zeng Yike, which gave Yin Hui and the others a real taste of what a sheep sound is.It made my heart itch, as if I wanted to tear my chest open. It sounds so depressing. After the short-haired girl sang a song, there was continuous applause from below.The girl stepped down in high heels, and her tall figure made her look outstanding. Many handsome guys went up to strike up a conversation with her, but she politely refused them all.He went straight to the table where Yin Hui and the others were sitting.

"Hello, I have already reserved this table with a friend. I wonder if you can change the seat." The girl's voice was tactful, and her voice was as beautiful as her singing, and Yin Hui's bones were itchy when he heard the soft sheep sound. "Who said that? Grandpa, who dares to snatch the place I like. Even if I agree, my father will not agree." The scalpel deliberately took out the only valuable Swiss Army knife on his body, and patted it on the table. After a moment, the arrogance was evident.The full image of the rich second generation, even Yin Hui is ashamed of himself.

"Oh! I'm sorry to disturb you!" The girl was really stunned, and her noble temperament was also shocked. She left in a hurry, and the sound of footsteps sounded rhythmically. The sound of the scalpel penetrated the air and reached everyone's ears.Those real rich second generations all focused their attention on the three of them. The weird attire made them very curious and puzzled, and they couldn't see what was going on.What exactly did this group of people do? It must be the son of the God of Wealth coming out to have a good time!I'd better avoid causing trouble, so as not to embarrass my father.

Everyone would rather believe what they have or not, and stay away from it, and dare not approach it.Only occasionally disturbed by their laughter and conversation. This group of people practiced to a high degree of excitement, and began to show their style as the rich second generation.Korean, Japanese, English, South Slavic, Iraqi, anyone who can speak a sentence or two will start speaking, this will also show that their status is relatively noble, and ordinary people cannot afford to provoke them. They also noticed that the people who were killed were all of noble origin, and the more noble they were, the higher the chance of being targeted, so they acted very wealthy.

Sure enough, not long after, the girl who sang on the stage just came up, with a humble face: "Hello, do you mind if I sit here? I don't have many friends, I hope you can contact me .My father is the head of Daxing District, and this is my business card." The girl handed Yin Hui a business card in order to prove her identity. Yin Hui took it and looked at it. It said the lead singer of the Red Flower Club Entertainment City Band, the Red Flower Messenger. "Oh! So you are a professional singer, and you sang well just now." He threw the card on the table and glanced at the girl coldly: "Sit down! But I suggest you talk less, my group of friends are from All over the world, it is generally more frequent to deal with the underworld."

The girl froze for a moment, but sat down anyway. Seeing the girl sitting down calmly, Yin Hui frowned vigorously, he found something was wrong. Even the rich second generation, especially girls, generally would not take the initiative to get involved with the underworld, and even if they had the opportunity, they would avoid it far away.But why does this girl not mind this at all? She is very suspicious and has something to do with Christ Jesus. He looked at Cole Dornan and saw that she too was looking at the girl with interest. "Your name is Red Flower Messenger? How long have you been here?" Kor Daonan cleared his throat and asked in very thin Chinese: "I'm sorry, I just came back from Yugoslavia with my father, and my Chinese is not very fluent. " "Yugoslavia? Ah! I didn't expect my uncle to be the big boss of a multinational business! Then you must be very rich! I heard that the weapons and bullets there..." "You... how do you know that my father... sells weapons..." Ke Daonan suddenly panicked, stretched his hand under the table, and aimed a black gun barrel at the girl's thigh: "Quickly, Did the CIA send you to investigate?" "Ah!" The girl was stunned: "I'm just talking casually. I'm really just a singer!" The girl panicked and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I really don't know that uncle is..." "Okay, stop talking nonsense, I will trust you for the time being this time. But don't mention those two words in front of me next time, otherwise... don't blame me if the gun goes off." She put away the gun, and the expression on her face reappeared. Signature smile. Yin Hui looked at her, at the moment she looked like the angel killer in the movie.Under the coquettish and beautiful appearance hides a vicious heart. "Yeah, don't worry, I will never say it again." The girl was so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word, and sat down on the seat obediently. After the girls sat down, the few people didn't say anything more, just watched the men and women dancing on the field, admiring in silence. "I'm sorry to disturb everyone, it's my turn to be on stage. I'm sorry." As she spoke, the girl nodded repeatedly to apologize. Seeing that her panicked expression was somewhat pure and cute, Yin Hun's guard had relaxed a lot just now, he nodded slightly, and said, "Well, let's go!" The girl glanced at Yin Hui gratefully, then left in a hurry. He didn't understand why the girl paid so much attention to him. The look in her eyes just now seemed to be asking for help, or conveying some other information.He read it several times and didn't understand it. So don't guess what a girl thinks about a boy. "When I'm alone, I don't miss you. When I'm alone, I'm just afraid that I miss you. When it rains, I will learn from you and throw the umbrella aside. At the end of July, you are the Leo. The prelude to August. You are the Leo who met. If it's an unexpected parting, I can't see it unexpectedly..." The beautiful image of the girl appeared on the stage again, and with the sound of light music, the famous song "Leo" by Zeng Yike was lingering in my ears. This special voice moved Yin Hui somewhat, the hoarseness conveyed the emotion of loneliness, and the enthusiasm was filled with the taste of love. He looked up at the girl, and found that the girl was looking at him affectionately, with two elite lights shining in her eyes, which were occasionally blocked by long eyelashes. He was stunned, the image of the girl was so similar to the image of the goddess in his mind, he was unknowingly bewitched by the fresh and beautiful appearance, and indulged in the world formed by the girl's voice. "Yin Hui, Yin Hui." A hoarse voice woke him up from the other world. "What's wrong?" He opened his eyes and looked curiously at the Yellow Crane Tower who called him. "Be careful. That girl is not simple." He lowered his voice and lowered his head to prevent others from seeing that they were talking. "Well, I see." "Also, that eye seems to be able to make people hallucinate." Yellow Crane Tower yawned: "You are an expert and know better than me." Yin Hui also nodded.