"You go to work even if you are like this, you should go to the hospital!"

Ye Feng looked at the man to restore the appearance of a pair of dissolute, frowned and said: "if you go to the doctor early, you can live a few more months, more with your family!"

"Don't scare me, brother. I believe that I'll be drunk today, worry tomorrow, worry tomorrow, and live a few more months. Maybe I'll be killed by a car when I go out tomorrow!" Listen to Ye Feng's words, the man is a pair of don't care.

He didn't care about Ye Feng and didn't say anything. After all, he asked for help. He didn't mean to ask for help. The man didn't believe in himself and he didn't explain.

After a while, the man made up in front of the mirror, suddenly turned around and said with a smile, "brother, my name is Pete, and you?"

"My name is Ye Feng!"

"Maple Leaf?" Hearing this, the man turned his head and said, "this is your real name. You can't use your real name here. What's your stage name?"

"Stage name?" Ye Feng shook his head and said, "no!"

He felt that the boy named Pete must have misunderstood himself. Although Ye Feng was here, his career was different from that of these people.

"I don't even have an art name. I'll give you one. I think your name is William! Prince William, it's a pity that you have noble temperament if you don't call your name! "

The man named Pete, while talking, skillfully took out the things from the bathroom cabinet next to him, put on his make-up in the mirror and said with a smile: "brother, you are a novice. Today you just go to work. It doesn't matter. Later, you will say that you have mixed up with Pete. In the Arc de Triomphe, Pete is a good talker!"

"Hum!"

Hearing what he said, Ye Feng shook his head with a smile. Of course, he said that he was dying. Who would care with him? For a dying man, who would have the same opinion with him.

"And you?" Ye Feng asked, "what's your name? I'm talking about your real name!"

"My name is Wang Dali!"

"Wang Dali?" Ye Feng frowned, this boy is not lying about himself, Wang Dali what name, listen like a casual kind.

"It's a vulgar name, isn't it?" The man shaved and laughed. "My parents didn't go to school. The more cheap the better names we lived in, the better they were. I was named when the police registered residence in the village."

With that, Wang Dali glanced at Ye Feng and said, "but it doesn't matter. If you don't want to hear this name, you can call me Pete. My favorite is American actor Brad Pete, mission impossible!"

The man waved and held a gun in front of the mirror. Not to mention the quality of the male model in this club, Wang Dali looks like Brad Pitt from the side.

"Pete, are you all right? Did you fall in the toilet? Damn it!"

Looking at Wang Dali dallying in the toilet all the time, the microphone at his neckline suddenly became a little anxious, and it seemed that some guests in the box were not satisfied.

"OK, I'll mend my make-up and ask sister Hua to wait for a moment. What I can't get is the most valuable."

Although impatient, but Wang Dali still calm said.

Then Wang Dali, who finished his make-up, showed a smile in front of the mirror, waved to Ye Feng and said, "brother, I'll go first. If you want to find me in 2007, you'll find brother Pitt!"

With that, he waved to Ye Feng directly, then got up and walked out of a pair of steps.

Looking at his back, Ye Feng frowned slightly. It can be said that every second for him, he was on the verge of death. He might even fall to the ground and die anytime and anywhere.

"If you have money, you will have life, but if you don't have money, you will die." Wang Dali's ten words that he didn't care about greatly touched Ye Feng. In fact, in this world, there is a saying that is right. Some people have tried their best just to live.

After feeling for a while, Ye Feng turned and went out.

Here, Ye Feng just walked out of the toilet door. Suddenly, a woman with heavy makeup rushed out from the corner. After meeting Ye Feng again, she looked him up and down in an unkind way, then covered her mouth and turned away with a smile.

Ye Feng to this kind of woman's eyes to arrive very impatient, back to just Yang Mou son into the box door, Ye Feng hand subconsciously ready to knock.

Suddenly the door opened from the inside, and a woman in a black dress stretched out her head and looked at Ye Feng in front of the door.

"Oh, where's this young master from? Why are you standing at the door? Are you sorry?"

"I'm looking for someone!"

Ye Feng frowned at the woman dressed like a procuress.

"Looking for someone, the young master who came to our triumphal arch is not looking for someone"

looking at Ye Feng at the door who didn't know what was wrong, he came over with heavy makeup, looked at him and said, "Oh, when did such a new man come to our club? It's not bad. Just come with me, isn't it?"

Said not by the leaf maple mouth explanation, then grabbed the leaf maple to drag him in.Ye Feng, who was still in a daze, didn't say anything, so he was pulled in by the people around him.

Ye Feng takes a look everywhere. Yang mou'er's box covers an extremely large area, about 300 square meters. In addition to the common karaoke equipment and sofa coffee table, there are also small party stage, light console, a very large living room, and a luxurious bathroom on one side of the door.

At this time, the room is full of all kinds of ribbons and gifts, as if someone is having a birthday, some girls with luxurious clothes and fashionable clothes are laughing and making trouble together.

There is also a girl with a whole body of shiny silver pieces dancing sexy on the stage. With the music and lights flashing everywhere, the whole room is like the picture of hell Ye Feng saw on the island.

Yang mou'er, who was dressed in white, was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the crowd, chatting with the girls around, covering her mouth and laughing from time to time.

The long black hair combed in the back changes colors in the light.

And when Ye Feng saw the appearance of Yang mou'er in white, he could not help but frown. He seemed to recognize the wrong person. Although this girl looks very similar to Yang mou'er, she is not the same person. Yang mou'er's eyes are congenital blind, and she can't see anything at all, and the girl in front of her is obviously a normal person.

Moreover, Yang mou'er is known as a tea fairy with elegant temperament. When I met him in a teahouse last time, he was dressed in traditional ancient clothes, just like a little dragon girl walking out of a dead man's tomb.

And the girl in front of her looks like Yang mou'er, but she is not blind, and her face seems to be much younger than Yang mou'er, and the whole person is very different from her antique temperament.

The little girl looks like she's only 18 or 19 years old. She's wrapped in a white tassel skirt. At first glance, it's refitted. The waist and skirt are obviously tightened, and the length of the skirt is also shortened, which can cover her legs. However, the girl's slender and symmetrical posture is particularly attractive.

"Come on, ladies and gentlemen, this is the young master at the bottom of the box in our triumphal arch club. No matter from the body or temperament, it's the level of male god outside."

The procuress son pulls leaf Feng to walk to the box inside, facing public introduction way.