Reborn Spirit Master

Chapter 77 Night King KTV
Su Cangyue shuddered, no wonder those who followed him in just now were all pale-faced thin boys, the original reason was here.

I don't know if Fang Ye and the others know this information.

"Hey, little brother!" Su Cangyue's shoulder was bumped: "Now you know that Zhao Da is doing it for you, don't you? Don't make that idea, we can't play with those young masters!"

Su Cangyue was about to nod, but when she saw a familiar figure in front of her, she immediately changed her mind.

"Brother Zhao, thank you for reminding me! I saw an acquaintance, let's go first!"

Su Cangyue strode towards the door of the King of the Night. She saw the man walk to the gate, said a word to a man guarding the gate, and went in without buying a ticket.She froze for a moment and stopped in her tracks.

"Boy, what are you doing here!"

There was a scolding sound behind her, and someone reached out and pushed her shoulder.Su Cangyue took two steps forward, said "I'm sorry", and gave way to the road.

"Fifth Brother, Tenth Brother, please come inside!"

The voice of yelling and cursing just now suddenly became extremely flattering. Su Cang looked up and met a pair of familiar eyes. She lowered her head quickly, but still felt that the other party's gaze stayed on her body for a few seconds.

Zhao Dong looked thoughtfully at the little boy on the front right, feeling a strange sense of familiarity in his heart, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this person before.

Before he knew it, he stopped and stared at the boy thinking.

Friday, who was walking ahead, stopped, turned around and asked, "Old Ten, what's the matter?" Following Zhao Dong's line of sight, he saw a very ordinary little bastard, smiled and said, "Old Ten, what's the matter?" If you have fewer people under your command, go back and tell the second brother to let him pick the right one for you in the company. It’s useless to take these little bastards who try their luck at the door of the Night King.”

Zhao Dong looked away: "Let's go, fifth brother."

It wasn't until the two walked into the Night King that Su Cangyue breathed a sigh of relief. She was under a lot of pressure just now being stared at by Zhao Dong.She suspected that if she was stared at for a while, she would reveal herself.

Su Cangyue's exposed skin has been treated, and her complexion is slightly yellowish. Except for her height, everything else is different from the original.

Zhao Dong had met him twice, and the one time he hadn't talked to her was when she was deliberately dressed as a pink girl, which had no resemblance to her current image.In this way, he can also see the problem. Could it be that he used to be a scout?Why are your eyes so poisonous!
Su Cangyue's heart went cold when she thought of that fat black man calling Zhao Dong the old ten just now.She remembered that Zhao Dong was just a thug of Jinchang Company in his previous life, and never entered their inner circle. Now that he has become the tenth, could it be that things have gone off track?

Su Cangyue felt chills in her heart. With Zhao Dong's ability, if he joins the group of Jinchang Company, Fang Ye wants to get rid of them completely, and the difficulty will increase!
who cares!
Su Cangyue shook her head, we ordinary people don't care about these gods fighting.She strode to the ticket window, bought a ticket, and checked it into the Night King.

Her target is her first acquaintance, Sun Wenhui, a rotating doctor at the Chinese Medicine Hospital, who just saw him enter without buying a ticket. It seems that he has something to do with the Night King.

Entering the Night King's hall, there was a deafening sound with the smell of sweat and low-quality perfume coming, and Su Cangyue almost vomited out of shock.

"Hey, I don't know the source of the pollution, do you want to turn on the sound and smell filtering function?"

Su Cangyue hastily answered yes to the prompt sound that sounded in her head like a fairy voice.

"Hey, the filtering function is turned on, and the spiritual energy is consumed for one bar, which lasts for one hour."

Su Cangyue was shocked, for the sake of temporary comfort, she actually forgot about it, now she only has 33 grids of psychic power, and she must find Sun Wenhui tonight!

She carefully avoided the crowd around her, and squeezed her way to the edge of the hall. According to the habit, there would be a circle of chairs for people to rest.

As she walked, she scanned the nearby crowd with her perception.

Excited faces, numb faces, sluggish faces with obvious excessive sexual desire, and women with heavy makeup and revealing clothes.

In this era, more than ten years have passed since the reform and opening up, some people have become rich first, and their material life has begun to be rich. The relatively poor spiritual life has created a large number of empty and turbulent young people.

Singing, dancing, and street fighting can no longer satisfy the empty hearts of these people. They want more excitement, and drugs have become their new choice.

Su Cangyue, a later generation, once read a statistical data. In the two years from the beginning of 95 to the beginning of 97, the annual drug consumption in the area where City W was located increased several times.In the middle of 97, when Zhang Wei's case happened, the consumption in that half year dropped sharply.

Undoubtedly, Zhang Wei's Jinchang Company played the role of the poison source here.

Su Cangyue looked at these numb or excited faces with pity. The harm of drugs, a new kind of "pleasure", has not yet appeared. Show off and compare in the circle.

But I don't know how many people here will die like ghosts when the source of poison is cut off half a year later.

It took 3 minutes to squeeze from the door to one side of the hall, and Su Cangyue passed all the people in the hall.Sun Wenhui was not found, nor were Zhao Dong and the others.

Su Cangyue looked up at the upstairs, there was a circle of corridors, and people were lying on the railings.

These people are different from those in the lobby on the first floor. They are still conscious, holding wine in their hands, and pointing to the people below while drinking.

Behind the circle of corridors are the twelve boxes of the Night King, looking from Su Cangyue's position, the doors of the three boxes directly opposite are ajar.

Su Cangyue walked along the side of the hall towards the stairs, and there were men and women hugging each other from time to time.

Under the cover of night, anything can happen here.

When passing by the bar, Su Cangyue ordered a bottle of beer, and while going up the stairs, she rinsed her mouth with the beer a few times, making her mouth full of alcohol.

As soon as she stepped into the corridor on the second floor, the music in the hall suddenly stopped. The sudden silence made her jump. She quickly imitated the people nearby, leaned against the railing with a wine bottle, and looked downstairs.

Most of the frantically writhing people in the middle of the hall stopped and dispersed slowly, and there were more than a dozen people with blank eyes still writhing there.

Soon, more than a dozen people in black T-shirts walked out from the corners of the surrounding area, dragging these people aside.There were rows of empty chairs, and these people were thrown on the chairs and left alone.

After the crowd dispersed, a floor of more than 1.5 square meters in the middle of the hall was slowly lifted up. Amidst the whistles of the crowd, the floor rose to about [-] meters and stopped, and a stage appeared.

The hall fell silent, all the lights went out, and it was dark all around.

It only took Su Cangyue a second or so to adapt to the darkness. Looking at the bewildered expressions of the people nearby, she knew that they hadn't adapted to the sudden darkness. At the door, a clear voice of conversation came into my ears.

"Old Ten, that's how things are. We're in trouble now, and the guy surnamed He has sued us!" A man's voice said; "Everyone says you're good at skills, and it just so happens that the guy surnamed He has a fortune in Haishi. The business hinders the interests of others, and the other party is willing to pay ten red coins. I know you..."

As soon as I heard this, there was a burst of singing in the hall: "My friend, I will always bless you, ah... my friend, I will always bless you..."

Together with Zhang Tianwang's "Blessing", the most popular pop song of the year, applause erupted all around, and Su Cangyue couldn't hear what was said in the box.

She took a deep breath, probed into the box with her keen senses, and quickly "saw" the scene inside. There were seven or eight men sitting on the sofa in a circle, Zhao Dong and Friday were there, and the one sitting in the middle That is Huang Boqing, the manager of the Night King.Su Cangyue didn't know the others, and judging by where they were sitting, they should all be members of the Jinchang Twelve Brothers.

Now Su Cangyue can no longer hear the noise outside, and all the movements in the box are imprinted in her heart.

Huang Boqing was talking: "Old Ten, you just came, and the brothers still have some ideas about you. If this matter is done well, on the one hand, it will make your money easier, and on the other hand, it can also dispel the doubts of the brothers. You Think about it!"

"Brother Huang, wait for my brother to think about it, and I'll tell you later." Zhao Dong's voice was dry, and it was obvious that this incident made him very embarrassed.

Huang Boqing showed an unhappy expression, took a sip from the wine glass, and the fat black man on the side quickly picked up the wine bottle and filled it up for him, and said with a smile: "Brother Huang, it's not that the younger brother said you, the brothers are all here After a while, you, the master, haven't put the good stuff on display, isn't it too stingy?"

Huang Boqing laughed, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the small table, and beside Su Cangyue, a boy in black who was shaking his head and enjoying the music took out something to look at, and pushed open the door of the box: "Manager, what do you want?"

"Ah Hua, go, tell Sister Jiu to call someone over!" Huang Boqing waved his hand and said, "Remember, it's Lao Tzu's brothers who want someone, let her pick it up and send it over!"

"Okay, manager!" The boy agreed, closed the door of the box, turned and left.

Su Cangyue had been leaning against the wall beside the door with half-closed eyes just now, when the boy next to her suddenly entered the box, which made her startled. It seemed that the Night King was in a mess, but his defenses were not loose at all.A delinquent boy standing by your side may be Jin Chang's twelfth brother's horse boy.

Having seen it just now, there was no Sun Wenhui in the box, so Su Cangyue turned around shaking and left, and walked to the next box.

Leaning against the door of the second box and waiting for a while, the scene inside was all in her mind, except for a middle-aged man with a beer belly and three women in messy clothes, there was no one else.

(End of this chapter)