Martial Arts Song

Chapter 249 Bewitching
"Gentlemen, do you have a reservation?"

When Chen Qing and Xuan Feng walked into the "Paramount" dance hall again, one of the six waiters at the door came forward again and asked the two with a smile.

Although the two of them came here to play almost every night in the past few days and spent some money, they were still a long way from being familiar faces.

For the two of them, tonight is only the fifth time they have come here in a row.

But there were too many people coming to the Paramount Ballroom every night, and the two of them didn't make any exaggeratedly large purchases, so it wasn't enough for the waiters to remember them.

However, Chen Qing didn't care, but smiled and said, "It's reserved, Mr. Zhou."

That's right.

This time he came, he did reserve a seat in advance.

During the past few days, Chen Qing also figured out how to make reservations at the "Paramount" dance hall through the waiters there.

And tonight, he specially booked a seat, and it was on the mezzanine.

All of this is naturally to facilitate one's own actions.

As for the last name used to reserve the spot, it was just made up.

"Mr. Zhou? Please wait a moment."

Hearing Chen Qing's words, the waiter smiled and said something, then turned and went deeper to find a supervisor in charge of reservations to ask.

After a while, the waiter came back and said with a smile, "Sorry for the long wait, Mr. Zhou. I just checked, the seat you reserved is on the second floor, right?"

"Ah."

Chen Qing nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the waiter made a gesture of invitation and continued to say with a smile: "Please follow me."

After saying that, the waiter turned around and walked ahead to lead the way.

Chen Qing and Xuan Feng followed each other.

As they walked, Xuan Feng looked at the duplex on the second floor with great interest, and whispered to Chen Qing: "Junior brother, are you going to such a high-end place today? Isn't there a guaranteed consumption there?"

Visiting the Paramount Ballroom these days has broadened Xuanfeng's horizons.

For him, who had lived in the mountains since childhood, the things in the "Paramount" dance hall were really a bit of a glamorous world.

During these few days, Xuanfeng had a lot of fun and was addicted to it.

Especially when watching the show, he couldn't take his eyes off it and was extremely happy.

If he wasn't short of money, he would probably have bought a lot of flowers to reward the dancers and actors.

And today, Chen Qing actually booked a mezzanine seat on the second floor, which immediately surprised Xuanfeng.

Xuan Feng, who was addicted to the dance hall, figured it out in the past few days. Those mezzanine seats on the second floor require a minimum consumption, and any single seat costs thousands of yuan.

Xuanfeng, who was addicted to the joy of the dance hall, actually wanted to go, but he had no money in his pocket.

And he also spoke to Chen Qing.

All I got in return was one sentence: "You can go there to play, but the expenses are yours."

Xuan Feng instantly wilted when he heard this.

He hasn't even paid off the fifteen hundred dollars yet, but he can't afford such a huge expense.

Although he was addicted, the powerful "God" of the "Divine Transformation" master made him very calm.

"Don't you want to go up there? Tonight is the last night. I'll take you up there to experience it."

After hearing Xuanfeng's words, Chen Qing looked back at him and said.

When Xuanfeng heard this, his heart suddenly moved, but he didn't say anything.

Soon, the waiter took the two to the stairs to the second floor, and then followed the stairs to the mezzanine on the second floor.

"Gentlemen, these are your seats."

Chen Qing and Xuan Feng were brought to a seat at the edge of the second floor. The waiter stood in front of the seat, smiled and extended his hand to lead them to the seat.

Chen Qing smiled slightly and sat down without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Xuanfeng also sat down.

Then, the waiter smiled and asked, "Gentlemen, what would you like to drink? Before you booked a table, we should have told you that the minimum consumption for a table on the second floor is one thousand yuan."

"Ah."

Chen Qing hummed and nodded.

Then, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small stack of 100-yuan bills, saying, "Please arrange some snacks for us, and the rest should be wine. Also, call two girls over for us."

In the Paramount dance hall, you can find dancers to drink with you.

Of course, this requires money.

Chen Qing didn't look for one before because he had no interest in it, and he also had a mission here, so it was inconvenient to ask a dancer to accompany him.

But this time, he took Xuanfeng to the second floor. It would be too strange for two grown men to sit in a place that required a minimum consumption.

So, this time he decided to ask two dancers to come and keep him company.

"Ok?"

When Xuanfeng heard Chen Qing's words, his eyes suddenly lit up.

However, he did not get so excited that he spoke without thinking, but continued to watch quietly.

"Okay, then please wait a moment, gentlemen. I will go and arrange it for you!"

After hearing what Chen Qing said, the waiter squatted slightly, collected the money on the table, stood up and said something again with a smile.

Afterwards, he turned and walked towards the mezzanine on the second floor, going downstairs to help Chen Qing and the others make arrangements.

After the waiter left, Xuan Feng looked at Chen Qing, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you going to do it tonight?"

At this time, it was still early, only around seven or eight in the evening, and there were relatively few people in the "Paramount" dance hall. There was no one on the second floor except Chen Qing and Xuan Feng.

So Xuanfeng chose to ask directly.

In the past few days, he had been accompanying Chen Qing in observing Xiang Wansheng and the other two. As a master of "divine transformation", and having followed Chen Qing to the "Yun" organization's base on the "Gangqiao" side of East City, he naturally had a rough idea of ​​Chen Qing's purpose.

However, although he saw that Chen Qing's target of this mission was Xiang Wansheng, whom he had been observing in the past few days, he still didn't understand why the other party did this.

He had observed Xiang Wansheng and although he seemed to have some kung fu skills, he was not a master of "Jingbian".

As a master of "Jingbian", it should not be difficult for Chen Qing to kill such a target.

Why bother bringing him to Xicheng and going through all this trouble?

Of course, although he had this doubt in his mind, he did not ask any more questions.

When he followed Chen Qing to "Hu Hai", he promised his master and Uncle Bai that he would listen to Chen Qing carefully after arriving here.

Now that Chen Qing brought him here to treat him to delicious food, drinks and entertainment, and the money could also be used to pay off his debt of fifteen hundred yuan, there was naturally no need for him to get to the bottom of it.

"Ah."

After listening to Xuanfeng's question, Chen Qing nodded slightly.

He was not surprised by Xuanfeng's question.

After all, he had been keeping an eye on people with the other party for so many years, and the other party also knew that he was a professional killer.

Anyone with a normal mind can definitely see his purpose.

However, in the case of information asymmetry, Xuanfeng probably finds it difficult to see why he did this.

He didn't explain. Soon, the waiter arranged a thousand yuan worth of drinks and snacks for them, and called two dancers to accompany them.

Chen Qing also generously paid the two dancers a tip of three hundred yuan each.

In the following time, Chen Qing and Xuan Feng played games and drank with the two accompanying dancers.

The four of them played like this until more and more customers came to the Paramount Ballroom, and the first floor, which was originally somewhat empty, became almost full.

Then the second floor became empty except for them, and then guests from other tables arrived one after another.

From originally just quiet piano or violin playing, various evening shows began to be performed.

During this period, Chen Qing and Xuan Feng, like many ordinary guests, would take turns going to the toilet when they drank a little too much with the two accompanying dancers.

The same was true for the two dancers.

In addition to this, when it was their turn, the two dancers took time off to complete their performances.

Time passes quickly in such a happy atmosphere.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night.

The time came to eleven or twelve o'clock.

The guests in the Paramount dance hall gradually left because they had to go to work the next day, and the show ended.

But at the same time, Xiang Wansheng, Yang Zhan and Bian Longtao finally arrived here, ready to collect the business flow of the "Paramount" dance hall tonight.

When Chen Qing saw the three people coming downstairs, he did not move, but just glanced at them briefly.

However, Xuanfeng, after noticing the arrival of three people downstairs, couldn't help but look at Chen Qing.

After secretly observing them for the past few days, he had already memorized the appearance of the three people and recognized them at a glance.

However, when he saw that Chen Qing didn't move or say anything, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. On the surface, he continued to play and joke with the dancer.

However, he still paid most of his attention to observing the three people coming in from downstairs.

After the three people came in, they went up to the second floor under the arrangement of a foreman and found a seat to sit down.

Then, a middle-aged man wearing a satin jacket and a mustache was seen sitting in a seat, smoking and waiting quietly.

Xuanfeng remembered that this middle-aged man was called Xiang Wansheng, and he was Chen Qing's target this time.

While Xiang Wansheng was sitting and smoking while waiting, a man who looked to be in his thirties and was wearing a loose martial arts uniform and had dark skin stood beside him, protecting him meticulously.

This is Xiang Wansheng’s bodyguard, Bian Longtao.

In addition to Bian Longtao, there was another young man wearing a suit, who looked to be about 28 or 29 years old. He sat upright next to Xiang Wansheng and kept talking and reporting to him.

This is Xiang Wansheng’s confidant, Yang Zhan.

After the secret observation over the past few days, Xuanfeng had already memorized all three of them.

"Okay, okay, we are almost leaving. Thank you both sisters for your company today."

Just when Xuanfeng was paying attention to the movements of Xiang Wansheng and the other two.

Suddenly, Chen Qing spoke, smiling, to the dancer who was accompanying them.

Xuanfeng was stunned when he heard this.

When the two dancers heard this, they said reluctantly, "Why are you leaving now, brothers? Play a little longer."

While the four of them were playing together, Xuanfeng had been using his ability to make the two dancers happy, so the two dancers and Chen Qing were having a lot of fun.

"I have something to do tomorrow. Next time, definitely next time."

Chen Qing said with a smile.

After hearing this, the two dancers didn't know what to say anymore and stood up and left the seats of Chen Qing and Xuan Feng.

After the two dancers left, Chen Qing stood up as if he was about to leave, but in fact, he was talking to Xuan Feng in a low voice: "Listen to my arrangements later, I need you to perform different bewitching actions on the three people..."

……

Second floor loft, in the booth.

The cheerful and loud music filled the entire dance hall.

Xiang Wansheng was smoking a cigarette while listening to the report from his trusted subordinates.

"...East City has been almost sorted out. All you need to do next is go over there, take a look and then you can leave. In addition, Mr. Harada has urged us these past two days, so I hope you can give us a reply as soon as possible. You should..."

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound suddenly came.

With a crisp sound, Yang Zhan, who was originally reporting, was slapped in the face. He fell onto the sofa and slid down.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

Xiang Wansheng kept whipping with his backhand and snorted coldly with a look of dissatisfaction.

At the same time, there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and he frowned slightly as he looked at his hand that was about to be beaten out.

Yang Zhan, who was knocked to the ground, was a little dazed at first, and then a strong hatred suddenly emerged in his eyes.

However, his reason made him hold back, and he quickly stood up and sat back on the sofa, saying, "Master Sheng, I definitely didn't mean that..."

"okay!"

Xiang Wansheng interrupted him impatiently and said to Bian Longtao beside him: "That's it for today. I don't want to hear you talk about this now. Ah Tao, go check if the money is packed."

He spoke the following words to Bian Longtao who was standing beside him.

"Yes!"

After answering, Bian Longtao walked downstairs.

Soon, he went down to the first floor and walked towards the office behind the stage on the first floor.

But the aisle leading to the back of the stage was a bit narrow, and in front of him there were two drunk people hugging each other's shoulders, blocking his way.

Bian Longtao was about to ask the two men to make way, but suddenly, the conversation between the two people in front of him came into his ears and somehow attracted his attention.

"...Wuwuwu, brother, I feel so miserable! You don't know, my wife and I are in the company, and my boss always assigns me to supervise the company's business projects and account book matters, wuwuwu..."

"Isn't this great? I value you so much!"

"Bullshit! Bullshit! That bastard asked me to do these things just to get me out of the way. He took advantage of me being busy and fucked my wife at the company and at home!"

"Hiss! Your boss is such a beast! Why don't you chop him with a knife?!"

"Oh my brother! He is powerful and influential in Hu Hai, and he also knows Kung Fu. I can't beat him with a knife, and he can find someone to kill me in a minute! What should I do!"

"Ah, I don't know either. If you have blood in your veins, just get angry. If not, just pretend you don't know. Did he give you a raise?"

"No……"

"What?! They asked you to do so many things, and not only didn't they give you a raise, but they also fucked your wife?!"

"Stop talking, brother..."

The more Bian Longtao listened, the more interesting it became, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"No wonder Peiru always likes to listen to these family gossips. They are really interesting..."

But the next second, the smile on his face froze and his steps stopped.

Supervising business projects and account books... huh?

(End of this chapter)