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Vanity can be said to be the biggest center of sensuality in Yanbei. It is said that the forces behind this nightclub have some background. Even if they know that Vanity is doing some dark and dirty things under the cloak of business, the general police would not dare to provoke them.

Flashy includes nightclubs, bars, KTV, restaurants, hotels and other high-consumption entertainment venues. As the largest night carnival center in Yanbei, Flashy’s superficial work is well done, and many college students come here to enter Among them, the waiters with excellent attitudes will usually take them to the special area to sit down, which separates entertainment and transactions clearly, so as to save some people who don't know the way to get caught up, and get into trouble for no reason.

It can be said that in the glitz, there is a clear distinction between light and darkness. Unless someone who has no eyes collides with a certain dignitary, this will cause a farce. However, after the farce, it is still white and black. Well, it is also very harmonious.

When Lu Zhe arrived at the battlefield in his shirt, it was just after ten o'clock in the evening. It wasn't the first time he came to Vanity Fair. The last time he came was because Amber was so tired that he had to drag Lu Zhe to drink. The two went Lu Zhe almost vomited An Baiwei when he fought for drinks on the bar floor.

Afterwards, An Baiwei walked out limply while leaning on the wall, while Lu Zhe smoked a cigarette as if nothing had happened.

Lu Zhe declined the waiter's guidance, and went straight to the places where Dai Xiaozhou said Yin Ming often appeared.Yin Ming likes to drink, and several times he spent a lot of money on drinks. Lu Zhe found a seat with a good view and sat down, and ordered a very low-alcohol cocktail.

The flashy bar has always been very quiet, soothing and elegant classical music is played in the space, the conversation between people is very small, and most of them are sitting alone, looking at their mobile phones and tasting the aroma of wine.Although Lu Zhe couldn't read any words, he pretended to take out his mobile phone, but his attention was not on the mobile phone at all, but he quickly and secretly scanned the people in the bar, and he didn't see anyone who looked like Yin Ming. people.

Of course, it is also possible that the light in the bar is too dim.

Lu Zhe was not in a hurry, he clicked on the chat software and sent Amber Weibo garbled codes to pass the time, during which many people came over and asked him if he wanted a drink, but Lu Zhe politely refused.

When it was eleven o'clock, An Baiwei answered Lu Zhe with a question mark.

Lu Zhe sent him a "no" with his handwriting keyboard, which meant that the person hadn't come yet, and he hadn't found the target.

Amber Weibo no longer posts.

Lu Zhe continued to send him garbled characters, tapping from the upper left corner of the pinyin full key to the lower right corner, and then from the lower right corner to the upper left corner, until the phone's battery went down by 20.00%, but still no one from Yin Ming was seen.

At twelve o'clock, An Baiwei sent another question mark, and Lu Zhe replied "no".

At one o'clock in the morning, Lu Zhe yawned, changed from sending garbled characters to "no", and sent several "no"s in a row - he had been waiting for three hours, and he drank the third glass of wine.

At two o'clock in the morning, Lu Che lowered his head, and just as he was about to send a message to An Baiwei, he caught a glimpse of a person asking for a drink at the bar from the corner of his eye. number, then turned off the card, broke it and threw it into the trash can at the foot.

This Yin Ming finally came.

Yin Ming is not tall, 1.6 meters tall almost close to 1.7 meters, small eyes, black glasses, a little fat, wearing casual clothes, with two young women beside him, sitting in a booth.

Lu Zhe drank up the wine he ordered, went to the bar and ordered a glass of high-purity brandy, and took it to Yin Ming's side in a calm manner.Yin Ming didn't know what he was talking to the two women, and when he heard footsteps coming from beside him, he fell silent. His small eyes glanced at Lu Zhe intentionally or unintentionally, and wanted to wait for him to pass before continuing the conversation, but Lu Zhe just stood still At his own table, he put the glass of brandy on the table, and slowly pushed it towards him, with a low voice: "Are you accepting the goods?"

The embarrassing and deadly atmosphere permeated for two or three minutes. Lu Zhe's hand never left the glass of brandy. He kept bending slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Yin Ming's face without any waves. Facing the glass of brandy, he fell silent, without much expression on his face.

If Lu Zhe hadn't held the gun for a long time, he might not be able to restrain the trembling of his hands now.

The almost frozen atmosphere lasted for another two or three minutes before Yin Ming raised his mouse-like cautious eyes to look at Lu Zhe, then pulled the glass of brandy from his hand, and suddenly smiled: "Brother has a background, What are you doing?"

Lu Zhe quietly breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that during the confrontation just a few minutes ago, his back shirt was soaked, and now he just felt uncomfortably cold when he stood up straight, especially for him who still had a high fever.

"It's nothing to worry about." Lu Che muttered an idiom taught by An Baiwei, pretended to be indifferent and gestured for a cigarette, and said softly, "It's all small things."

Yin Ming is also a sensible person. Seeing Lu Zhe's sluggish look and his skillful gestures just now, he knew that the young man in his early twenties in front of him was a heavy smoker. He rolled his eyes and smiled. : "Your risk is high, brother, I can't make the decision. In this way, there just happens to be a scene tonight, and we will jointly watch it, so I will recommend you to our boss, okay?"

"White thugs?" Lu Zhe sneered slightly imperceptibly, "Dude, you think I'm a newcomer, why are you fooling around here? I'll do my best to show you a scene that you don't know. After it's done, in case you pack up Run away, where should I cry?"

Yin Ming didn't get angry because of Lu Zhe's words. He grinned and showed a good-natured smile: "Little brother, do you understand things clearly? Don't be angry, you young people are easy to get angry. Ask me to find out." I'm really in a bit of a hurry, I don't have anything to prove my reputation, so if you can come to me, you must know us well, and we will make a pact."

Lu Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, neither saying yes nor no.The promise of holding a knife is a unique jargon in the Yanbei underworld. When both parties do not know the truth about each other, the risk to be taken is great. If both parties are sincere enough, they will stick a knife on the table. , the two sides pressed each other's blades and shook hands, as if they were grasshoppers on the same line, and reached a tentative cooperation contract. This is also an unwritten rule on the Yanbei Underworld. If any party violates it, it will definitely be condemned Yes, it might cost you your life.

But this does not mean that there will be no accidents when holding the knife. In case someone has malicious intentions, it is possible to suddenly draw the knife and stab someone, but it is extremely rare.

Yin Ming had already put the folding knife he carried with him on the wooden table in the bar, and looked at Lu Zhe in a blink of an eye: "Little brother?"

Lu Zhe stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and put his five fingers together on one side of the knife. Yin Ming smiled inexplicably, and put his hand on the other side. Blood comes.

Yin Ming spread out his hand, there was a neat cut of blood on it, he smiled and said, "Sincerity is enough."

Lu Zhe spread his hands, and there was also a wound that was still bleeding on his hand.

"This glass of brandy is gone, come downstairs with me at three o'clock, let's go and have a fight." Yin Ming shook his hands and smiled, "You have to behave well, little brother, if you don't behave well, you may not see us boss."

Lu Zhe glanced at him coldly: "I'm afraid that your boss will beg to see me then."

"Hey, it's not a good habit for young people to talk big." Yin Ming smiled formulaically, "Come, sit down, let's have a few drinks and chat first."

Lu Zhe turned around and walked towards his seat without giving him any face.

Yin Ming snorted and laughed at his back, and a young woman next to him leaned up and pouted, "Brother Ming, this brat is so crazy, why do you still use him? Maybe he's just a broken vase with no money to take drugs. Seeing how famous we are, we stick here, I don't know how much benefit we will lose."

"Is it a vase, and we'll see if we fight later? If it's really a kid who wants to come here to fish for oil and water, I'll use my hands to knock him out later, and throw him underground to entertain those dirty people." Yin Yin Ming showed a sinister smile, "No matter what, we are not at a loss."