I have a room in Huangquan

However, this is a song and dance hall. Ding Xiaoyi really can't appreciate such a decoration.

Walking into the box, a song "Night Shanghai" came.

"Ye Shanghai, Ye Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps..."

The song is very brisk, but it is not as moving as before, obviously it has changed.

His eyes swept across the stage below, several Wu Nu Langs in cheongsams were dancing under colorful lights, and the singer was a woman in her 20s with exaggerated curly hair.

They sang and danced happily, but the spectators in the audience reacted mediocrely.

"Young master, I don't know your surname..." The steward stepped forward and asked tentatively.

"Ding!"

He knew that the steward was trying to figure out his own bottom line, so he didn't give the steward a chance to continue asking.

Sitting on the sofa, he changed the subject and asked, "Who was there for the last song!"

Ding Xiaoyi held a lollipop in his mouth, enjoying the feeling brought by the leather sofa, which is much more comfortable than that kind of carbon fiber office chair.

It's a pity that since the alliance announced many laws and regulations, leather sofas are also under control.

Although it is not as strict as "Natural Forest Protection hu fǎ", it is rarely sold on the market.

"Previous song!"

The steward raised his brows, thought for a while and said, "Oh, young master, you are talking about Xiao Mitao from our big Shanghai song and dance hall. Unfortunately, it was the last song just now, and I'm already home from get off work!"

Ding Xiaoyi nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "Where is this woman from and where does she live, do you know?"

"This……"

The steward was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "Wait a minute, I'll go and ask for you."

After saying that, he walked out of the door and sent someone to the backstage to ask about Xiao Mitao's situation.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi smiled, which is why he entered the door with a high profile.

Life is very real.

The more this kind of romantic place, the more realistic and ruthless people are.

In this kind of place, no matter men or women, they have all betrayed their self-esteem and smiles, even .

In exchange for one word, money!

At this time, you ran over to talk to him about your feelings? ?

It doesn't hurt to kill you.

It doesn't bother me that I have nothing in my pocket.

As a rich second generation {former}, he knows better what it means to be strong.

As long as you show enough strength, the other party will offer you as a bodhisattva before they can figure out your bottom line.

Rather suffer, not offend.

It's the way of life for people like stewards.

I believe that the steward has asked people to check his identity long ago.

If you find out that you are just a poor and white pauper.

Hehe, Ding Xiaoyi can imagine how ferocious and ferocious the steward's face will be when he rushes in later.

But after all, this is just a scene created by the spiritual space, and he doesn't have any worries about these things created out of thin air.

A simple invisibility technique is enough to solve all problems.

It's just that this era has brought him a lot of freshness.

I can't help but want to blend in, savor and experience carefully, the atmosphere belonging to this era.

At this time, the steward walked in from the door, the smile on his face was still so benevolent and friendly.

"Master Ding, unfortunately, there are not many fellow villagers of Xiao Mitao.

I just asked and no one knows where she lives.

But if the young master likes it, you can come to join us tomorrow, and then I will let her take good care of the young master. "

After the manager finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and saw several women in cheongsams walk in behind the door.

"These are all here to serve Young Master Ding. Today, I'm not entertaining enough. Young Master Ding, just play around. I'll pay for everything!"

He knew the steward was talking bullshit.

The people in the dance hall at home don't even know where they live, isn't this what Fang Tianye is talking about?

But it doesn't make any sense to keep asking yourself.

Simply stand up and reject the manager's so-called 'good intentions'

"No, I'll come back tomorrow!"

"The hospitality is not good, the hospitality is not good!"

The manager tried his best to apologize, and at the same time sent Ding Xiaoyi to leave.

And outside the gate, a black four-wheeled vehicle has already been parked.

"Sorry, the car is ready!"

The steward stepped forward to personally open the door for Ding Xiaoyi.

What is called drip-tight, this is drip-tight.

Telling myself that Xiao Taohong is not here today is to prevent herself from achieving her goal first.

Then called a group of girls to accompany.

Seeing that he was leaving, he immediately prepared the car, saying that he was taking him home, but he wanted to check his identity.

Greet each other with a smile, send each other away with a smile.

You don't even have the chance to go crazy and refuse.

Ding Xiaoyi saw it clearly, but he had to say in his heart that this steward was really good at it.

These are just means on the surface.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the corner of the wall, and saw several figures in black clothes hiding in the shadows.

Seemingly aware of their gaze, several people quickly dodged back.

It's a pity that their every move has no blocking meaning in my sight.

"Thank you so much then!"

As Ding Xiaoyi said, he stepped into the car, just in time to experience the feeling of this four-wheeled vehicle.

"Master Ding, let's drive over there!"

The driver turned to Ding Xiaoyi and asked.

"Let's go to the east!"

"Ah! But there's a mass grave over there?" The driver was stunned for a few moments, apparently a little dazed.

"Oh, it turned out to be a mass grave, so it's just right, let's go east!"

Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows, closed his eyes and rested after finishing speaking, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, although the driver felt very strange, he still drove east according to his words.

After all, it's just a spirit-level psionic creature.

The space created is really not that big. It is said to be a big Shanghai, but it is actually just as big as a declination.

The car didn't drive very far at all, and the scenery in front of him began to be desolate.

Seeing that there was no road ahead, the driver said, "Mr. Ding, there is no...Huh?? Where is anyone??"

The driver turned around in a daze, and immediately slammed on the brakes.

Rubbing his eyes, he took a closer look, and there was really no one in the back seat.

"Damn it, what the hell is this!"

Seeing this, the driver hurriedly opened the car door, got out of the car and looked around for a while, only to see a few tombstones standing crookedly under a few old trees that were completely desolate nearby.

When the cold wind blows for a while, I can't stop shivering in my heart.

"What's wrong!"

Behind, several people who came up on bicycles saw the driver and couldn't help asking: "Old He, talk, where are you!"

"Ghosts, yes,, yes, there are ghosts!!"

The driver named Lao He pointed to the tombstones in front of him, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. The cool wind blew on his neck, as if there were insects crawling up, and his scalp felt numb for a while.

"Hey, what a ghost, what about the one named Ding?"

As soon as the words were finished, the back door of the car was gently opened, and Ding Xiaoyi stepped out from inside, grinning: "What can you do with me!"

Looking at Ding Xiaoyi who got out of the car, Old He's already pale face became even paler for a moment, his feet seemed to be stepping on ice, cold from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his body froze, and he pointed at Ding Xiaoyi: "Ghost!" ah!!"

Chapter 84: Little Peach【Please subscribe, ask for a monthly ticket】

I saw Ding Xiaoyi getting off the car.

Old He couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Ghost, he's a ghost."

Looking at Lao He who seemed to be half crazy, Ding Xiaoyi was in a particularly strange mood.

According to the words of the Xia people, psionic creatures are ghosts.

But if the psionic creature is a ghost.

Then isn’t the spiritual space created by spiritual creatures also ghosts?

Lao He in front of him, and even everyone around Lao He, are all ghosts.

Being pointed at the nose by a ghost and shouting as a ghost.

This feeling made him feel very humorous.

"Go away, what are you crazy about?"

The leading man in black pushed Lao He to the ground, pointed at Ding Xiaoyi and shouted, "Pretending to be a ghost, who the hell are you?"

Faced with these unkind thugs, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt that his previous opinion of the manager seemed to be a bit high on him.

He originally thought that the person in charge would investigate him thoroughly before doing anything.

It turned out that An couldn't bear it so soon.

Now it seems that I think highly of him, and it turns out that he is just a money-seeking lord.

However, he still patiently continued to ask, "I didn't even drink a glass of water for you, I don't know what you are trying to do after you come here."

"This"

The leader was stunned, obviously Ding Xiaoyi in front of him was a little different from the few goods they slaughtered before.

The previous few either screamed in panic, or obediently handed over their money.

There are even a few good-looking ones who even volunteered to sacrifice themselves.

In this chaotic world, human life is as cheap as grass, and I am carrying an ax and almost put it on the other party's neck, but the other party is still serious about reasoning with me

But the strange thing is that in the face of Ding Xiaoyi's inquiry, he suddenly felt a sense of wrongdoing.

After thinking for a while, he scratched his head and cursed, "Hmph, what do you want? Master Zhou has taken a fancy to the watch in your hand, and obediently took it out."

"Oh this, here you are"

Ding Xiaoyi didn't think much, took off the electronic watch on his hand, and threw it over.

"By the way, can I inquire about something, that little Taohong, how much do you know?"

Looking at the electronic watch at his feet, which was still flashing with blue fluorescent light, even the thug's eyes changed a bit.

He didn't know what this thing was.