In front of the golden and glorious door, the wooden breeze meets the river breeze coming slowly from the river.
In the more than a year since he returned to China, Mufeng has never been to any other entertainment venue except No. 88, but he is no stranger to the golden name.
It's not so much a KTV here as it is an entertainment club.
Because the private rooms of karaoke only occupy a small part of Golden Glory, it is not very clear what kind of wood style is inside.
"Sir, welcome, do you want to sing?" As soon as they entered the door, six beautiful welcoming ladies bowed to Mufeng at the same time, and did not neglect him because of his dress.[
As expected of a high-end club, Mu Feng was very satisfied with the courtesy of the receptionist, nodded and said with a smile, "I'm looking for a friend."
"Oh, that's it. Sir, what private room is your friend in? I'll take you there." The receptionist showed a sweet smile.
"Private box 666, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Mu Feng followed the receptionist, and every time he walked past a private room, he could hear faint singing sounds coming from him. Some were tender, some were high-pitched, some had beautiful sounds, and some were miserable.
"Sir, this is Box 666. I wish you a pleasant stay." The receptionist pointed at Box 666 and said with a smile.
Mu Feng nodded, then took out a hundred yuan from his body and handed it to the receptionist. However, the receptionist refused, "Sir, thank you for your kindness. We are not allowed to accept tips."
"That's really embarrassing." Mufeng didn't insist. He knew it wasn't that tips were refused here, but that it depended on the status of the staff here.
Isn't there a princess to accompany you here?
He obviously didn't believe it.
How does a princess make money? It’s from tips from drinking wine.
"Have fun." The welcoming lady stuck out her tongue playfully, feeling a little more fond of Mu Feng, a man in simple clothes.
Although she is just a receptionist, she is no different from an escort in the eyes of rich people. Many customers take advantage of her or make reasonable demands. To put it bluntly, working here is just for fun. Even if she encounters a pervert, she can only endure it.
But there was no other meaning in Mu Feng's eyes, which made the welcoming lady feel something different.
666 box!
The little princess Tang Xinran is inside.
He heard something strange on the phone. Mufeng was indeed worried that she would suffer a loss, so he rushed here so quickly.
Just as he was about to enter the door, he found a familiar figure at the other end of the passage. Mu Feng lowered his hand preparing the door again. After a closer look, wasn't that person Peng Chao, whom he had met once before?
It is said that this boy came here after giving birth to a little princess, but why is the protagonist smoking a cigarette outside?[
has a problem!
"Peng Chao." Mu Feng walked in quietly and put his hand on Peng Chao's shoulder, startling him and causing him to drop the cigarette he was holding.
"It's you!" Peng Chao was surprised, why was this person here?
"Where's Xin Ran?" He didn't have a good impression of this boy Mu Feng.
"She" Peng Chao secretly yelled, "This person is here to see Tang Xinran, but Du Feng is still in the box, now there is trouble."
However, Peng Chao soon returned to normal. It just so happened that there was no one to vent his anger on when he was beaten last time. Today, with Du Feng present, he can get back to where he was last time.
"In the box." Peng Chao said confidently.
Although Peng Chao's reaction was quick, it did not escape Mu Feng's eyes. In addition, this kid smoked outside during his lifetime, which was very unconventional.
"Really?" Mu Feng's hands were like eagle talons, quickly locking on Peng Chao's shoulders.
"Ah! What I said hurts me is true."
"Kid, let me tell you, it's okay to lie to others, but you're a little too young to lie to me. Tell me quickly, what's wrong with Xinran?" Judging from Peng Chao's reaction, Mu Feng became more worried.
"You let go first."
"Do you have the right to choose? Say it!"
"In the box, but someone else is there." His shoulders were locked by Mu Feng, and the severe pain caused Peng Chao to break out in cold sweat on his forehead.
"Fuck!" Mu Feng raised his hand and slapped Peng Chao on the face, "You'd better pray that she's fine, or I'll make you regret living in this world."
Then, he twisted Peng Chao up like a chicken, walked to the 666 box, and threw him in with all his strength.
With a clang, Peng Chao flew into the box and slammed it on the table. Of course, Mu Feng also saw Tang Xinran, and even saw three tattooed men surrounding them. The men and women on the other side huddled in a corner in fear.
"Oh, you guys are quite lively."
"Brother Mufeng."
As if seeing a savior, Tang Xinran pulled Xia Lei around the two of them and came to Mu Feng.
"I don't believe you are stupid. How about it? Are you hurt?" Mu Feng frowned, a little unhappy.
Tang Xinran spit out her sweet tongue and boldly took Mu Feng's arm, "No, but Ye Hao was kicked." [
When Mu Feng came, Tang Xinran's worried heart was relieved. Every time she was with him, she felt an inexplicable sense of security.
"Ye Hao?" Mu Feng then turned his attention to Ye Hao, a very nice young man, "Are you injured?"
Ye Hao shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, I won't die."
Mu Feng glanced at Ye Hao in surprise again. This little kid of eighteen or nineteen was really interesting. There was a trace of cruelty in his eyes. He must have already started fighting with these three people just now.
Of course, this bit of cruelty is nothing in Mu Feng's eyes, it's too young.
"It's okay."
"Peng Chao, fuck your mother, I won't kill you today." Looking at Peng Chao on the ground, Ye Hao rushed forward with the broken beer bottle in his hand, waving his hand and preparing to stab it.
Unexpectedly, the raised hand was held by Mu Feng, "If you kill him, what will you do?"
"I" Ye Hao hesitated.
"I'll take care of it."
"Oh, who is it? Deal with it. I'll see how you deal with it today." The two gangsters became unhappy when they heard Mu Feng's tone. They raised their switchblade and walked over with their heads held high.
Mu Feng turned to look at the two gangsters and was surprised, "What a coincidence, it turns out it's you again."
At this time, Huang Mao also recognized Mu Feng, "Boy, it's you, Brother Du, the boy who ruined our good things last time."