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Chapter 907 Masquerade 1

"I don't have a Swiss bank account. Besides, transferring money is troublesome and there is also a handling fee. So I directly asked for his account and password."

“…”

"Then log in to his bank account and change his password. This account is mine! Hehehe..." Yue Lingshan laughed proudly.

"Uh, this is OK, it's so smart and stingy!" Liang Yong sighed regretfully.

"Hehehe... I will use this account from now on. The money I earned from catching the killer is included. It is said that the interest rate on the bank over there is high."

"Bang!" Liang sat on the ground with his butt, his wool pants were covered with a layer of dust. He got up and was about to go out, but he saw Yue Lingshan blocking the door with his hips.

"Shanshan gives way, I have something to do," Liang Yong said, not feeling very good.

"Are you going to a masked dance party? There are still many expensive ladies and ladies accompanying you!" Yue Lingshan said sarcastically.

"Uh..." Liang Yong was stunned. How could she know.

"Wait, I'm going with you, not only me, but also a few friends." Yue Lingshan said fiercely.

Liang Yong found that Wu Lexuan, who had been working in the room, also walked out. She was wearing a red evening dress under the beige mink coat.

When Liang Yong was carried by Wu Lexuan and Yue Lingshan to the gate of Taohua Mansion, he saw Shuo Shu and his big-bellied wife Wu Na; Xiao Ling, wearing a black tight leather jacket and leather pants, and the chains on her body were jingling after walking; Qi Xiaoya was wearing a white evening dress in a snow-white fur.

They were waiting in the gatehouse, and there was a white extended Bentley parked at the door, which was the vehicle sent by Ye Tian to pick up people. In the passenger seat, Feshenko, who got on the bus first.

"Haha, what a coincidence. Xiao Ling, Xiao Ya, you all arrived, I'm going to pick you up." Liang greeted with a diligent look on his face.

"Is that true?" Xiao Ling leaned over and tried her best with her pointed fingers on Liang's waist. She was dressed today, which was a violent and cold queen. Liang's heart was so excited that she even forgot the pain in her waist.

"It's great to use. Your shoes are dirty, I'll pat you for you." Qi Xiaoya said gently, but she stepped on the upper of the beam, and the pointed high heels pierced deeply.

"Ah...haha...haha..." Liang laughed in pain countless times. He limped into the Bentley car and urged the driver to leave quickly. On the contrary, the group of women were intimate and gave in to each other to sit in the spacious car, chattering and talking nonstop.

The name of the Imperial Club is very grand, but its location is deep and tortuous. The Bentley car pulled them around and turned around, and went outside the Fifth Ring Road. It entered a villa surrounded by mountains and rivers. After driving forward for a few kilometers, it saw a continuous building. These buildings were not tall, at most three floors, but they were unique in shape. The surroundings were covered with snow and could not see what the scenery here used to be.

The Bentley stopped in front of a building. Under a few cold street lights, there was a wide parking lot. At this time, there were already many luxury cars parked in it. Tens of millions of Bentley drove in, which was no special feature compared to the millions of luxury cars next to it. There were more than a dozen luxury RVs of the same length.

Four stout Black Chao bodyguards stood at the door, and there were even more open and secret whistles in the yard. On the cold day, these bodyguards were still full of energy in shirts and suits, and were not afraid of the cold at all.

The Bentley driver led Liang Yong and others to the door and whispered a few words to the bodyguard. Then the bodyguard opened the door. A warm air flowed out, and a soft and warm light sprinkled out. Before he could enter, he felt like he was entering a fairyland.

A beautiful and charming cheongsam lady led them through the porch and came to a dressing room. Not only were there all kinds of strange clothes, but there were more of them. The theme of today's dance party was Journey to the West, so the masks prepared were all characters in Journey to the West. Yue Lingshan was not in a hurry to find a mask for herself, but picked up a fat pig's head and put it on the beam with a smile.

Damn, I won’t be the second senior brother of Bajie. Can I still soak up beauty with this pig head?

Liang struggled with his head shaking, but several girls grabbed his hands and twisted his ears, and forced his pig's head to put it on, not to mention how depressed it was.

"Hehehe..."

"Hahaha……"

The middle-aged girl laughed and chose their own masks. Wu Lexuan chose Guanyin Bodhisattva, Xiao Ling looked at Manjushri Bodhisattva, Qi Xiaoya was the Iron Fan Princess, but Yue Lingshan chose the delicate and pale white bone spirit. The shovel chose the Tathagata Buddha for Una and put on the Bull Demon King's head hood. Feishenko also picked up the dragon mask of the third prince of the Dragon King and put it on.

Liang Yong didn't understand why girls like to play Bodhisattvas. They wore beautiful evening dresses, but they had a majestic bald head. Do men dare to touch them? But this would be good, so that they would not worry about them being violated.

Everyone just chose the mask, and did not put on a wide coat that matched the character outside. Put on the mask and locked the fur on his body into the wardrobe, then put the bald mask on his head and walked towards the dance hall inside in a flowing evening dress. Suddenly, a man with a yellow-haired monster mask on his head came to the corridor. He hugged Liang, who was wearing a pig's head, and laughed loudly: "Haha, you are Liang Yong, I guess you will choose this pig's head."

"..." Liang Yong was speechless. It seemed that my characteristics were too obvious. Ye Tian could easily recognize him when he put on a mask. Isn't he too handsome?

"Guess who I am?" asked the yellow-haired monster.

"Tsk, you will know that it's Ye Tian when you hear this ghost sound." Liang Yong finally found a chance to counterattack.

"Damn, I failed again. I thought that the most inconspicuous yellow-haired monster would not be recognized by acquaintances, but you recognized it at a glance." Ye Tian said in frustration, returning to his original accent.

"It's not easy. The emerald ring on your left hand can tell you at a glance." Liang Yong said disdainfully.

Ye Tian immediately took the ring on his finger and put it in his pocket, but he was unwilling to be teased by Liang Yong: "You are not the same. You are wearing street stalls that are no more than Wu Baiyuan, and you can't sell them at the price of wearing pig heads."

"You are the one who sells pigs." Liang Yong slapped him in anger.

Ye Tian didn't mind either, so he pushed open the door of the dance hall first. The lights and wine were very bright and luxurious. Speaking of which, Liang Yong was also a person who had seen the world and accompanied the billionaire sister, the queen superstar to attend many dinners. But those are the same as the difference between chicken coops and phoenix nests.

The entire hall is connected on the first, second and third floors. The huge ceiling lights drooped from above. Judging from the beam's perspective, the ceiling chandelier is worth millions.

"Wow! This light looks so beautiful, I'm afraid it costs millions!" Yue Lingshan sighed at the colorful chandeliers.

"Hehe, you said less than zero. This chandelier costs 12 million. Do you know why these young masters in the capital like to hold dances here?" Ye Tian said proudly.
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