my wife is a consul

Chapter 99 Greetings from Hell

Lei Nuo stared at Lu Ming, gradually softened, suddenly smiled, and said something.

Yang Guiren was stunned, but still had to translate, "Mr. Renault said, you are right, his father is indeed old, and has ideas, outdated!" There was a strange expression on his face, this guy was moody, really It's hard to figure out.

Renault chattered again.

Yang Guiren smiled: "Wen Dong, Mr. Renault heard that all the dancers here are beautiful? So, is there anyone more beautiful than Nicole Hepburn?"

Wen Liangyu smiled and said, "Then how can it be compared? It's not comparable at all."

Many gossip magazines have gossip about Reynolds chasing after Nicole Hepburn, but being rejected repeatedly.

At this moment, Lu Ming whispered a few words in Wen Liangyu's ear.

Wen Liangyu was startled, then laughed, and said: "Mr. Lei Nuo, everyone, you must seldom sing on stage, do you like to sing? I closed the ballroom today, and it is open to everyone. Let's sing! Play something new today, okay?"

Without waiting for others to speak, Little Lei Nuo immediately stood up excitedly after hearing Yang Guiren's translation, and chattered a few words, looking a little impatient.

There is no karaoke nowadays, even in the ballroom, there are singers and dancers singing on stage.

As a guest, singing on stage ?It does feel like the experience will be very novel.

Westerners are usually very interested in novelties.

The rest of the cowboys also applauded.

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Today's recording equipment is not available to folks, but it just so happens that the dance hall of the Wendebao Club has it.

At this time, in the corner, on the huge black box-like tape recorder, the plastic tape is slowly spinning.

On the stage, the cowboys were very cheerful one by one, singing solo, singing in chorus, and dancing together.

On the table below, there were all beauties in cheongsam sitting there. There were 30 people, laughing and applauding.

The cowboys on the stage are even more exciting.

Lu Ming sat on the table beside the curtain far away, quietly watching this scene.

I picked up a cigarette, but seemed to have forgotten to bring a fire. I rarely smoke, and only occasionally light one when I feel tired and need to think.

"Click", the flames lit up, and a windproof silver lighter pinched by a slender hand on the side was sent to Lu Ming.

Lu Ming turned his head, and at some point, a beautiful woman in a cyan cheongsam sat beside her, who looked a little familiar.

"Sir, I certainly don't remember me. You have been here before, with a Western guest..."

Lu Ming remembered that he had been to this ballroom once, and it was because of Li Mingxuan's case, and forensic assistant Cheng Dalong's news.

This cheongsam dancer was the one who accompanied Cheng Dalong at that time, but I forgot what it was called.

"Oh, Cheng Dalong, do you still come to see you often?" Lu Ming smiled.

"Not so much..." The dancer shook her head slightly, then whispered: "Sir, my name is Amei, can you do me a favor? I know, it's very presumptuous..."

Lu Ming waved his hand: "You said..."

"I, I don't want to do it anymore. I saved some money and want to go back to the countryside, but I'm afraid, and I'm afraid that Boss Wen will be angry..."

Lu Ming nodded: "I will tell him." Turning to look at her, "I wish you a happy life in the future, and never turn back."

Amei was stunned, and tears welled up in her eyes, "Thank you, thank you sir! You, you are a good person..."

She suddenly leaned over slowly and kissed Lu Ming lightly on the face.

Lu Ming didn't dodge, knowing how much courage she must muster for such a move, because in her eyes, there is a huge gap between herself and her class that is difficult to bridge, and it is so abrupt and unacceptable to take the initiative to touch herself. imagined behavior?
She didn't mean anything else, just to express her gratitude.

She gave her a gentle smile: "Go, enjoy the dance steps these few days, dancing, it should be happy."

"En!" Amei nodded vigorously, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, got up, and briskly ran to the crowd of dancing girls.

Lu Ming picked up the glass on the table, poured a glass of wine, and shook it lightly.

It's time to leave.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, but for some reason, Little Reynolds got off the stage, went to Amei's table, who was applauding for the cowboys, and sat next to Amei, maybe he noticed that Amei had once Whisper with Lu Ming.

He has been observing Lu Ming.

And the woman who has some kind of ambiguous relationship with Lu Ming may make him very excited.

I don't know what he was doing, but Amei resisted. He immediately slapped Amei to the ground, and then kicked Amei hard.

Everyone who came forward to persuade, including the cowboys, was pushed away by Little Reno.

Lu Ming watched this scene, and slowly drank the wine in his glass.

"Boom", a wine bottle smashed hard on Little Renault's head.

Then, Little Lei Nuo was punched hard again, hitting the bridge of the nose, and fell on his back in a mess.

Lu Ming rushed forward and punched him hard in the face with his fist, one punch, two punches, three punches...

The cowboys were originally fighting, but at this time, someone touched the revolver on their waist.

"No one is allowed to move! Whoever moves will die!" After going out for a while, Wen Liangyu who hurried over shouted loudly.

The cowboys don't need to be able to understand his language, they can understand it, and suddenly surrounded by the black muzzles of a dozen gunmen in black.

I can also feel the cold breath emanating from these people, which is a kind of numbness to the existence of life.

They are definitely not putting on a show, as long as they wait for something wrong, they are afraid that they will die under random guns immediately.

Cowboys, no one dares to move.

Lu Ming got up slowly, and Little Lei Nuo was already lying on the ground, his face was covered with blood.

"Bah", spat fiercely on Little Lei Nuo's face.

"Snatch a woman with me, you're courting death!"

In Lu Ming's heart, there was a cold voice. This is the greeting for little Martha and those poor souls who died in your hands, the first greeting from hell!
(End of this chapter)