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Ye Zheng and "Ghost Guest"

The conversation was interrupted by a hurried knock on the door.

Ye Zheng jumped down from the bed and ran to the door to open it. He saw Old Fisherman's anxious face.

"Little Wei's gone!"

Old Fisherman pulled Ye Zheng's forearm, with his other hand holding onto a crumpled up piece of paper.

Ye Zheng received the paper, and drew a simple drawing. Although the strokes were few, there was still a lively atmosphere: A girl with braids, with a face full of smiles, holding a microphone on the stage. Behind her, were a few tall buildings.

On the corner of the paper, there was a crooked "Dunma" written on it.

The word.

"Dunma?"

Ye Zheng blurted out.

"Yesterday before yesterday, there was a man who came to our fishing village, said that he was a scout, walked around the entire country, and wanted to find a girl with potential to be groomed by the Dunma's acting company. In the future, he would become a big star. "I saw that he was unreliable, so I sent him away. Little Wei was very friendly with him …"

Old Fisherman's face darkened.

Ye Zheng's heart trembled. Wu Wei was an innocent girl with a heart without a sense of place, and without any social experience. She must have heard the words "Cultivate a big star" before.

If you say so, then leave with someone else.

If this man wasn't a kind person, then she was definitely in danger.

"What information does the man have?"

Ye Zheng asked.

"He left a card."

The Old Fisherman was so anxious that tears were about to fall. "He said that he is a scout from the Dunma's Royal Crown Exhibition Company. I don't mind, but Xiao Wei must have hidden his business card secretly! "

"I'll go to Dunma now."

Ye Zheng's face became gloomy, donning his old shirt, he walked out of the room.

"How are you going to go when it's so late?"

Old Fisherman asked: "I'll go with you."

"I can handle it. Don't worry."

Ye Zheng smiled casually, "I'm young and strong, and I know a lot of things. I will definitely guarantee that Little Wei will be safe and sound."

Ye Zheng borrowed a fisherman's old motorcycle. After bumping for around five to six kilometers on the dirt road, he got on the tarmac and headed towards the west, heading straight in the direction of the Dunma.

The Dunma was the second largest city after the capital.

Like many countries and cities in Southeast Asia, there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor.

On both sides of the main road were luxurious hotels and entertainment clubs. The place was filled with singing, dancing, and guests. Behind the buildings, the streets were filled with people, fish, dragons, fish, and chaos. That was the so-called "slums".

Ye Zheng asked a few people about "Crown Prince's Performing Company".

The address, two of which are local, is not clear in Chinese.

The last person told Ye Zheng, "Royal Crown Exhibition Company."

Located at the "Crown and Crown Hotel"

Inside.

Ye Zheng had a bad idea.

The so-called "great hotel"

The boss often has some undercover background, and the store often hides a lot of "special services".

Some services are so large in scale and rich in content that they go far beyond the imagination of the people.

Some ignorant girls might be tricked here, and under the threat of fists and whips, they would become pitiful "women who have lost their footing".

Twenty minutes later, Ye Zheng finally found the "Crown Hotel".

It was a five-star hotel with a luxurious front.

Ye Zheng walked up the stairs and reached the entrance. Just as he was about to push open the revolving door, he was stopped by a security guard wearing a uniform.

"I'm looking for someone."

Ye Zheng said.

The current Ye Zheng was wearing a cheap old shirt and pants, and a pair of cloth shoes. His hair was in a mess, and his beard had not been shaved for a long time, making him look like a pauper.

"To whom?"

The security guard's tone was cold.

"The boss of Crown Exhibition Company …"

Ye Zheng replied.

"What is it?"

The security guards would get to the bottom of this.

"Secret. I can only tell him when I see him."

Ye Zheng was lying. In fact, he didn't even know about the "Crown Venerable Exhibition Company".

Who is the boss?

Even if Wu Wei was in this company, she did not have absolute confidence.

He put his hand on the short rubber rod at his waist.

Ye Zheng sighed: Once upon a time, it was as if he had an automatic weapon in his hand as he entered a state where no one could see. Where the flames flashed, the seeds of death would be sowed everywhere.

At this moment, he was rendered completely helpless by a mere security guard.

If he could just kill his way in, this matter would be easy. However, he did not want to engage in a pointless battle and blow up the issue.

"Let's make some arrangements."

Ye Zheng suggested to the security guards.

"F * ck off."

The security guard only said one word.

In Ye Zheng's chest, rage rose. He had an intense urge: Immediately use an exaggerated sweep kick and break the neck of this despicable fellow who looked down upon others.

Ye Zheng took a deep breath, barely able to suppress the urge to kill.

At this moment, a white man in a suit and leather shoes walked over. He was tall and imposing, with a heavily made-up Asian woman on his arm.

The security guard immediately put on a fawning face and cordially opened the door for them.

The white man nodded politely and said, "Thank you."

Ye Zheng sighed: The security guards at these big hotels would always have a flattering face towards the rich, and always have a fierce face towards the poor.

In fact, most of their parents were poor too, or they would have found decent jobs in a big company instead of being some kind of security guard.

"Excuse me, is there any young lady from the Crown Exhibition Company in your hotel today? "Her skin is a bit dark, her eyes are big and pretty …"

Ye Zheng patiently asked the security guards about the situation.

"Scram!"

The security guard replied.

Suddenly, Ye Zheng took out the rubber rod from his waist.

It was about half a meter long, with a steel tube wrapped in rubber that was tough and elastic at the same time.

Ye Zheng used both hands to grab the rod, twisting it into a ring, and threw it on the ground.

The security guard retreated in fright.

This strength of Ye Zheng's hand, was simply unimaginable!

"Can I go in now?"

Ye Zheng asked politely.

The security guard shouted in the Malsena language. Four to five people wearing the same uniform came out of the hotel and looked at Ye Zheng with an unfriendly expression.

Ye Zheng sighed: Why are there so many idiots in this world who judge a person by his appearance?

How many jowls would he have to break today?

"Little Mute!" Why are you here? "

A clear voice came from the hotel's entrance.

Ye Zheng looked up in astonishment, only to see Wu Wei standing in front, smiling. She was wearing a light blue floral dress with her long hair draped over her shoulders, and although her expression and movements were a little stiff, she looked like a girl from a big city.

"Your dad is in a hurry."

Ye Zheng said.

A slightly fat man wearing sunglasses and an upscale suit appeared in the hall. He tilted his head and looked at Ye Zheng as he instructed the security guards in a low voice.

"Boss Huang."

Wu Wei timidly nodded at the man.