I'm not a theatre god

Second District.

Bingquan Street.

At the end of the street, a house covering an area of ​​several hundred square meters was noisy and lively. Many torches were scattered throughout the house. Under the heat wave, the flying snow melted silently before it even touched the ground.

There is no one living here on weekdays, and it looks like an abandoned house. However, only a few people know that the owner of this mansion, which is enough to buy half of Hanshuang Street in District 3, is named Ma Zhong.

But at this moment, the house has changed from its original desolation and decadence. The moving music is playing continuously, and the women's coquettishness and the men's laughter are mixed together, making it feel like a paradise.

"Brother Ma's house is really nice... It's a pity that it has been abandoned for so long."

Qian Fan was wearing the black and red uniform of a law enforcer and was sitting in the front row. He squinted at the women dancing lightly on the stage with their tops uncovered, and couldn't help but sigh.

"What a pity. Brother Ma's house in District 3 is bigger than this." Another law enforcer sat next to him, raised his wine glass, touched it with Qian Fan, and drank the wine in one gulp.

"I'm so envious... I can buy a house like this anytime."

"Once Han Meng dies, no one will be able to disrupt our business. In a few years, our brothers will be in charge."

"Hahahaha, come on, have another drink!"

"By the way, Brother Ma hasn't arrived yet?"

"He is already on the way and said he would let us play first."

Qian Fan nodded and was about to say something else when Bone Knife hugged a dancing girl with one arm and walked to Qian Fan with a smile.

"Come on, come on, let's pay homage to our money boss! We had many misunderstandings before. Please take care of us in future business matters..."

"Boss Bone is joking. Brother Ma is the host this time, and I'm just here to hang in there." Qian Fan said with a smile, "But business matters must be based on sincere cooperation and mutual benefit..."

"Well said, mutual benefit and win-win situation!"

The nineteen Bingquan Street residents present stood up one after another and clinked glasses with Qian Fan. Some of them were in the firearms business, some were in the drug business, and some were in the flesh business... But at this moment, their smiles were so gentle and harmless. If anyone If you enter by mistake, you will probably think that this is some kind of association between business giants.

"Boss Qian, how was the batch of goods from the past few days?" Bone Knife seemed to have remembered something, and lowered his voice and laughed, "That heart and those organs, are they of good quality?"

"Not bad." Qian Fan nodded slightly, "The buyer is very satisfied."

"It's not common for a buyer to be so generous and buy all the organs at once... Did that batch of goods enter Aurora City?"

When he heard the word "Aurora City", Qian Fan narrowed his eyes and said leisurely:

"Boss Bones, in this business, don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about...be careful of getting into trouble."

"Hahaha, I was presumptuous, I'll punish myself with a drink!"

Bone Knife drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and looked at the charming and plump dancer on the stage. The hand on the shoulder of the woman beside him automatically slid down, and he started playing with it casually amid a burst of coquettish sounds.

"Speaking of which, every time we go back and forth, these are just a few shows...don't you have anything else?"

"What else do you want to see?"

"I heard that there are performances in Aurora City, including singing, skits, magic, opera, etc... Why are we only dancing here?"

"You also said that it was in Aurora City... District 3. How can there be so many tricks? It would be great to find so many dancers and accompaniments for you."

"...It's really boring."

Bone Knife's cheeks turned red after drinking. He pushed away the two beauties in his arms and walked straight to the center of the stage. The dancers who were performing were disrupted in formation and looked at each other in confusion.

At the bottom of the stage, the drums and string players stopped suddenly.

"Don't stop, keep dancing..."

Bone Knife's body gently pressed against the back of one of the dancers, and his hands wandered over her body like snakes. Finally, he grabbed the other person's wrist and controlled her dance steps like a puppet on strings. It was weird and awkward on the stage. squirmed.

The dancer's face turned pale with fright, but she did not dare to resist, so she could only let the bone knife manipulate her body. The other dancers glanced at Qian Fan in the audience, pretended that nothing happened, and continued to dance neatly...

The drumbeat continues, and the silk and bamboo are melodious.

"Hahahaha, Bone Knife, your dance is so ugly!"

"You might as well let me do it!"

"No, I think he dances very well. Keep dancing, keep dancing! Hahahaha..."

"I never thought you had a talent for dancing? Let's give everyone a pole dance!"

"..."

Seeing this, everyone in Bingquan Street laughed loudly, as if they had found some good fun, pushing the hot and noisy atmosphere to a higher climax.

At this moment, a figure pushed open the door of the house in the heavy snow and walked slowly.

"What? Brother Ma is finally here?"

Everyone looked back and their eyes fell on the vestibule, but they were stunned at the same time.

It was not Ma Zhong who came, but a young figure wearing a red opera robe. He silently stepped on the stone road in the front courtyard, and the scattered snow in the sky dyed his temples white.

In the pale world, the vermilion is so dazzling and hot.

Seeing the man's face clearly, the expressions of most people in the room changed, as if they had recalled something, with resentment and viciousness appearing in their eyes.

At the same time, Qian Fan was slightly startled. He looked at the law enforcer beside him and stood up from his seat.

"Brother Chen Ling, why are you here?" A warm smile appeared on his face, "You see, what a coincidence. As soon as you left, the second and third districts here were unblocked, so we wanted to hold a celebration. Wait, I just said that I should have stayed with you in the morning...

Come on, come on, since you're here, let's sit down and have a drink together. "

Chen Ling didn't answer. He walked calmly through the snowy courtyard, and stepped into the house with his muddy soles, leaving deep marks one after another.

"No need." He said calmly, "I came here to pick up something..."

"Get something? Did you leave something behind?"

In the eyes of everyone, Chen Ling walked through the banquet and stepped onto the stage step by step... His eyes were locked on the bone knife from beginning to end.

"Hey, I thought it was who it was, but it turned out to be the law enforcer Chen..." The drunken bone knife sneered, let go of the dancer in his hand, and pushed her aside, "Why, dressed like this, is it to give How many performances do you have?”

Now that Han Meng is dead, Ma Zhong once again dominates the third district. Bone Sword and others don't believe that Chen Ling dares to commit suicide... Now, the second district and the third district belong to them!

"Hahahaha! Come on, let him perform one!"

"He is dressed like this, is he going to sing in an opera? Which one is he singing in?"

"..."

At this moment, everyone was not afraid of anything. They were holding wine glasses and looking at Chen Ling in red with mocking eyes.

Qian Fan frowned more and more, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Chen Ling, if you have lost something, just tell me...I will find it for you."

"I lost my heart."

Chen Ling stared straight at Bone Knife's face.

"Also, my brother's life."

The next moment, a palm instantly penetrated the bone knife's chest! !