Chapter 427: Singing in the bar
This is Zhuo Bufan’s previous life traveled through the stars and won from the sage of Miaoyuzong. It is called the Su Nv Heart Sutra. It is also one of the top exercises in the realm of comprehension. People who practice this exercise must have a clean mind. There can be no distracting thoughts, otherwise all previous efforts will be lost.
Shijian has a simple mind and a kind heart. This exercise is very suitable for her.
After Zhuo Bufan received his power, Lian Shijian closed his eyes, sensing what was in his mind, and there was a lot of information in his mind.
"I planted a spiritual power seed in your body, and the rest depends on your good fortune." Zhuo Bufan said, "Now go back to your room and get familiar with it."
"Well, son, I'm going back to the room now." Shi Jian smiled excitedly, and then hopped towards the room.
After Shi Jian left, Zhuo Bufan made a seal with both hands and arranged a simple magic circle to protect the Shi Jian room. When he came to Dianzhou this time, he might soon attract the attention of the Bai family. The other party did not get him. If you are allowed to use your own prescriptions without authorization, you might even have the idea of killing people.
The most famous nightclub in Lijiang is the nightclub at night. Zhuo Bufan walked on the street alone, looking for the biggest nightclub and went in.
Just like the high-pitched singing of the Russian pity in the 18th century penetrated the glass door, opened the glass door, a heat wave rushed to the face, countless beautiful young boys and girls in **** and fashionable dresses were lying in the corners of the nightclub, looking for lonely comfort.
On the stage, beautiful women in **** clothes twisted their waists, buttocks, and the pungent scent filled the air, stimulating countless youths with excess hormone secretion.
Zhuo Bufan found a corner, ordered a glass of whiskey, and drank it in a hurry.
At this time, the enthusiastic voice in the nightclub suddenly quieted down, and a few staff members walked up to the circular stage, placed the microphones, and then stepped back off the stage, followed by a beautiful figure slowly on the stage.
Zhuo Bufan's gaze was attracted. The woman was wearing a silver tight-fitting girdle, exposing her snow-white thighs, stepping on a pair of silver high-heeled shoes under her feet, her skin was like beautiful jade under the light, and she had a graceful figure.
Looking at her face, the oval face, and the delicately outlined eyebrows are a pair of big and bright eyes, which can be regarded as a beautiful beauty in the crowd, with a long dark hair spreading over the owner's body, all over her body. A trace of melancholy.
"Your eyes will smile and bend into a bridge..." The woman sat on the high chair, adjusted her posture, and opened her lips gently while holding the microphone.
"The end is me. It will never be there. It feels like you are coming. It is the howling of the wind."
The woman's voice was ethereal and penetrating. The warm atmosphere fell silent after her two lyrics. Many people listened to her singing quietly.
"The so-called beauty, I rely on it tightly, keep it tight, and don't dare to miss it."
There is always a faint sorrow in the woman's voice, and it is like a gossip, giving people a feeling of peace of mind.
After a few days of retreat, Zhuo Bufan is not the kind of person who doesn't understand the mood. He originally planned to have a drink and relax, but he didn't expect to hear such a beautiful singing.
Soon, the song ended, and the woman bent down and bowed, "Thank you everyone."
Immediately walked down from the stage. At this moment, a man in a suit and leather shoes with a beer belly walked towards her head on, "Cold smoke, you can sing well."
"Manager Fu, you passed the award." The woman said faintly, without a trace of expression on her face.
Zhuo Bufan glanced, only to feel that her current appearance is somewhat similar to the cold temperament of Ye Ziqin before, so he withdrew his gaze and continued drinking. He saw a lot of beautiful women, so naturally he wouldn't be like Brother Pigtou just because of a woman. .
Manager Fu poked his hands, embarrassed: "Cold smoke, there is Du Shao over there, and I want to invite you over to chat and have a glass of wine."
"Manager Fu, I didn't say that I was only responsible for singing, and I wouldn't be able to drink and socialize." Leng Yan frowned and shook his head.
Manager Fu rubbed his hands and looked embarrassed, "Xiao Leng, you also know that our bar can only be opened thanks to Du Shao's care. If you don't go, if you offend him, our bar can't be opened anymore? Are you wronged? I can’t go down, when I beg you."
After hesitating for a moment, Leng Yan sighed and nodded.
Manager Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief and took him to the sofa seat in the corner, separated by a purple curtain. Inside were several men and women. In the middle was a young man in white casual clothes, who was in his early twenties.
Manager Fu looked at the young man and said: "Du Shao, Miss Leng is here, toast everyone with a glass of wine."
"Shao Du, thank you all for joining me. I don't know how to drink, so substitute fruit juice." Lengyan smiled reluctantly as he picked up a glass of juice.
Du Shao slightly narrowed his eyes, knocked on Erlang's leg, and touched the thigh of the girl next to him with one hand, and said coldly: "Miss Leng is too shameless to me. If you want to drink, you have to drink."
"Xiao Leng." Manager Fu winked quickly.
Leng Yan sighed inwardly and smiled stiffly, "Well, I'll drink." After that, he was poured a glass of whiskey, "I toast everyone."
After finishing speaking, Leng Yan drank it with a glass of wine, and Qiao's face showed pain. She didn't know how to drink, and she drank a glass at a time, which was very uncomfortable.
"I have something else, Du Shao, you guys play slowly, I'll leave first." Leng Yan put down his wine glass and turned around to leave.
Suddenly two bodyguards stood up and blocked Leng Yan's path.
Manager Fu's face changed slightly, Leng Yan frowned and said, "Shao Du, what do you mean?"
"It's not interesting, just want Miss Leng to accompany me to drink, drink and chat. You drank a glass of wine and left. Who would take me Du Mingli? Those **** rich second generations, just let them go?" Du Mingli sneered.
Du Mingli's father is the deputy boss, and he himself is also a top young man in the Dianzhou dude circle. He has coveted Lengyan for a long time, so how could he let her off easily.
"Cold smoke, or you accompany Shao Du to drink and drink?" Manager Fu pleaded.
Zhuo Bufan sat not far from here. The six senses had already heard their conversation clearly, but he was not a great person. Every day such things happened in various places in the world. Since he chose to be in a mixed place. If you are confused, you should be enlightened.
He was about to leave. Suddenly Du Mingli threw out a wine glass and smashed it at Zhuo Bufan's feet. It turned into glass dross with a bang, and Zhuo Bufan frowned.
"Damn, I asked you to accompany me to drink to save you face and pretend to be pure with me?" Du Mingli stood up, sneered and cursed, not caring about the girl's feelings.