Chapter 216

At this moment, a group of people attracted Tu Yaoyao's attention.

Duan Xu!

Tu Yaoyao stared at Duan Xu closely, what is he doing here?Don't sabotage your plans.

"Keep an eye on him." Tu Yaoyao turned her head and ordered.

"Yes." Linfeng took the order and left.

At this moment, Duan Mu and Qi Linghai have already entered the VIP room on the second floor, but Duan Xu did not meet Duan Mu face to face.

Hua Li also saw Duan Xu, his eyes flashed slightly.

Duan Xu, who was looking at Huali, was surprised first.

How did Huali become the host of Fushenglou?
Duan Xu frowned, how could he unconsciously feel that he was being limped.

He swallowed the doubt in his heart, and entered the private room with a downcast face.

As all parties were seated and the situation was complicated, the oiran election finally began.

All kinds of top beauties appeared one after another, with flawless facial features and perfect figures, feasting the eyes of tonight's guests.

If I could kiss Fangze, I'm afraid I would die with no regrets.

Soon, an hour passed.

Another beauty appeared. She was dressed in a lake-blue gauze dress. Under a thin layer of soft gauze, she had crystal-clear shoulders. She held a round fan in her hand. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn waves, and there was a little cinnabar between her lips. , but it adds a bit of melancholy feeling, which looks extremely lovable.

When the woman appeared, Qi Linghai on the second floor suddenly stood up, staring at the woman.

how can that be?

"What happened to Prince Hai?"

Duan Mu asked lightly.

Qi Linghai took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Duan Mu, his eyes seemed to be probing: "Third Young Master, do you feel familiar with this woman?"

He closely observed Duan Mu's expression.

Duan Mu glanced at it: "It's a little familiar."

Qi Linghai laughed suddenly, and there was a bit of joy in the laughter: "Very good, very good, this woman doesn't look like He Zhirong who offended the third son and was killed?"

Duan Mu's eyebrows moved, and he shook his head coldly: "There is too much blood in my hands, I can't tell who is who."

"That's right, the third son's former fame was astonishing as thunder." Qi Linghai said with a half-smile.

Then, he threw the invitation in his hand directly into the woman's box.

That's her.

If Qi Lingchuan sees this woman... Heh, there is a deep smile between Qi Linghai's eyebrows.

Duan Mu watched Qi Linghai's movements, but didn't say anything.

"Third Young Master, after reading so much, don't you have any girl you like?"

Qi Linghai asked again.

Duan Mu's cold and bloodthirsty eyes glanced at Qi Linghai, and the corners of his lips twitched, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and he didn't speak again.

Cold sweat broke out suddenly on Qi Linghai's back, and he looked away resentfully, feeling a little embarrassed.

I don't know why, Duan Mu is just a proton, but his aura is so strong.

This person is really too dangerous, but if he wants to bring down Qi Lingchuan, he can only win over Duan Mu.

There is a deep hatred between Qi Lingchuan and Duan Mu, and it is absolutely impossible to reconcile.

Duan Mu has no power in his hands now, so he can just use it for him.

The oiran election finally came to an end in the midst of cheers, and everyone felt that there was still more to say.

And then comes the reveal.

Hua Li lazily counted the number of votes for each woman, and finally got the list.

When seeing that name, Hua Li had a smile in his eyes.

"The last oiran is Miss Huansha."

As Huali's words fell, a woman named Huansha walked forward, a round fan half-hidden her face, adding a bit of beauty.

All the guests in the underground barked loudly.

Huali is satisfied with the grand occasion at this moment.

He beckoned: "The next thing is the main event. Tonight's oiran, Miss Huansha, will choose one of the guests to be her first guest. I don't know which guest is so lucky."

Everyone was even more excited.

They naturally know the rules of the Fusheng Building, although the girls in the building are all young ladies, it is also a beautiful thing to be able to talk with such a beauty at night by candlelight.

If you can win the heart of the Oiran girl, Fushenglou will not stop it, and it will not be a dream to kiss Fangze at that time, my friends.

Compared with the enjoyment that can be obtained by spending money in some brothels, slowly getting the heart of such a beauty seems to be even more interesting.

"Well, now, if you are interested in the guests in the VIP room on the second floor, you can lift the curtain and get up."

The people who came here, of course, have concealed their identities, and no one knows who is who is upstairs.

Qi Linghai smiled slightly, got up and opened the curtain.

He is very interested.

Especially, thinking of Qi Lingchuan's face, the interest is even greater.

This woman is even [-]-[-]% similar to He Zhirong, except for subtle differences, they are almost exactly the same.

Fushenglou didn't know what He Zhirong looked like in the past, and there was no need to deliberately find such a person, so this must be just a coincidence.

Huansha's charming eyes slowly scanned the faces of all the guests, and being glanced at by her was even more bone-crushing.

Everyone wished that Huansha's eyes would stay on him.

It's a pity, it's a pity, Huansha glanced at the guests on the first floor, and her eyes fell somewhere on the second floor.

It happened to be Duan Xu.
Duan Xu looked confused, he just came to join in the fun.

He also saw that Huansha looked familiar, but he came here tonight for other missions, not to hug beauties.

Qi Linghai frowned, and before Duan Xu could speak, he clasped his fists together: "Girl, can I give you another chance?"

Huansha's eyes turned slightly, and when she looked at Qi Linghai, she said playfully, "Young master, why do you say that?"

"There are beauties here, I will never forget them when I see them." Qi Linghai said softly.

Huansha hugged her fan and covered her small mouth with a shy smile, and her silver bell-like laughter echoed in the hall.

"Huansha sit and wait for the young master to come."

Qi Linghai raised the corners of his lips: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

Seeing that Huansha had chosen her guest, the guests below were a little disappointed, it seemed that she was out of luck.

Seeing this, Hua Li said with a smile: "Everyone, don't be discouraged. Tonight, there are top beauties in the Fusheng Building. Wouldn't it be nice to have a good day, good wine, and beauties as companions?"

A few words heated up the scene again.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A group of men in black suddenly appeared, aiming at Qi Linghai.

Qi Linghai came to the Fusheng Building without any protection around him, and a group of people did not know where they were lying in ambush, but they were shocked when they rushed up suddenly.

There was chaos in the hall, and all the guests fled.

Qi Linghai's face was extremely ugly, and he would be assassinated in this Fushenglou?Could it be the killer of Fushenglou?
Who would hire people from Fushenglou to kill him?Who has the ability?
In a whirl of thought, Qi Linghai had already made up his mind, and couldn't help but be surprised and angry.

Qi Linghai didn't have any martial arts, so the killer was so powerful that he flew straight up, pointing at Qi Linghai's nose with his sharp sword, and the sharp wind of his sword made Qi Linghai's hair feel windless and automatic.

(End of this chapter)

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