At this time, it was completely dark. Datong Road in Xiaodao was crowded with department stores, silk shops, ginseng shops, gold shops, and the "Nevernight" nightclub. If it hadn't been for the invasion of the Japanese army, this place would have been crowded with people.

A shopping paradise. However, after the fall of Xiamen, it became bleak with few passers-by. At night, only the door of the nightclub here was lit with lights and colorful lights flashing, giving people a strong temptation.

That night, there were cars parked in front of the Nightclub. Needless to say, there must be some Japanese, wealthy gentry, officials, rich young people, people from the puppet government, and some with some...

People who come to have fun just for money.

Of course, there are also some people with no money standing at the door of the nightclub. They have infinite desires in their hearts, but they can only watch from a distance and wonder what kind of world is inside.

At the door of the nightclub, there are also some rickshaw drivers waiting to pick up customers. They sit in the car and look around, carefully watching the faces of the guests coming in and out, and listening to their words. If a customer has a chance to use the car, they will swarm

Then, they started to argue and even get physical in order to get a guest.

Huang Yueming sat on the handlebar of the rickshaw, lit a bag of cigarettes, and smoked slowly, his eyes fixed on the Japanese traitors and high-ranking officials entering and leaving the nightclub, with fire in his eyes.

Wang Donghai walked over in a suit and Ma Yuntian in a mandarin jacket. They looked like a master and a servant. The two entered the nightclub in a hurry. Wang Donghai held a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

In the nightclub, the lights flashed, and a girl dressed in a beautiful dress walked onto the stage, stood at the microphone, bowed, and sang in a thin voice:

"Shanghai at night, Shanghai at night, you are a city that never sleeps. The lights are on, the cars are singing and dancing, and all I see is her smiling face. Who knows that she is depressed inside, and her night life is just for food, clothing, housing and transportation..."

As the singing and music played, a group of coquettish women, under the guidance of the dancer class, dressed in cheongsam, entered the huge dance floor. They danced gracefully and gracefully, as light as a swallow, and competed with those Japanese traitors and dignitaries.

The dancers danced gracefully, and the male dancers were cheek to cheek with them, making the most intimate contact movements, which was disgusting.

Wang Donghai was sitting next to the dance floor, holding a glass of champagne in his hand, staring at the men and women dancing obscenely inside. The bouquet of flowers was placed in the center of the table in front of them.

Ma Yuntian said mockingly: "Sit down, you are the only one holding flowers in this whole dance hall. When did you become so sentimental?"

Wang Donghai took a sip of champagne and said with a smile: In a place with sentiment, you have to do as the Romans do. Who can care about you if you have no sentiment?

Ma Yuntian looked at the women on the dance floor in confusion: Could it be that you want to give them flowers, but I don’t know which one is your dancing princess?

"Beautiful depravity, depraved beauty!" Wang Donghai continued to drink champagne after finishing speaking, but his eyes were still staring at the dance floor.

Several people sitting next to them made sarcastic remarks or even sarcastic remarks to ridicule them because they had not found a dance partner.

There were a few smooth young people sitting on the table next to them, with lewd smiles and jealousy on their faces. A man with a "37" haircut said sourly: "Don't look at their gorgeous looks on the dance floor.

Yu, they are nothing, they are just 'commodities' in the eyes of men"!

An oil-headed noodle boy next to him continued with disdain: "What they eat is the food of youth. As long as they are beautiful and beautiful, once they are dressed up and enter the dance hall, even if they don't become a red star, they will still gain ten times the profit. But they will only be famous for a few years, and they will wait for another year."

After thirty, people get older, and the crowds become less crowded. Dancing girls, no matter they are 'Xiao Dan', 'Hua Dan' or 'Lao Dan', they are all a short-lived flash in the pan."

Another older man among them was so moved by the ridicule of the two that he chanted the lyrics of the song "Elastic Daughter" in an effeminate manner: "You have been deceived by the opposite sex and suffered from poverty.

Rotating between dreams, always lingering at the bottom of the sea of ​​suffering, where can I find your light and where can I find your soulmate!" His voice was filled with a sour smell.

"Okay, good singing. Come, have a drink!" Several people raised their glasses and drank wildly.

Sitting on a luxurious seat in the dance hall, Hong Licheng was smoking a cigar and looking into the dance hall. There were two bulky bodyguards standing next to him.

Hong Licheng's critical gaze passed over each woman. It could be seen that those frivolous women with heavy makeup and half-exposed breasts could not arouse his interest at all. He had played with too many women, and these women only knew how to stare.

A man's money bag is so eye-opening that he has looks but no inner beauty, which makes him uninterested at all.

There was a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

The music in the ballroom stopped suddenly, and the men and women hugging each other on the dance floor let go of their hands and walked out of the dance floor. Hong Licheng stood up and was about to leave. At this time, the curtain on the stage slowly opened, and the atmosphere was mysterious and mysterious.

Quietly.

Hongyu appeared in the center of the stage in a white cheongsam. She bowed her head deeply to the audience, then raised her head, showing her angelic face and breathtaking eyes.

Then a burst of cloud-breaking music sounded, and a faint white mist filled the air. In this dreamlike wonderland, Wang Ping began her soul-stirring dance "Fairy in the Cloud".

Sometimes she lightly stretches her arms, swaying gracefully, like violets in the breeze; sometimes she circles rapidly, shining brightly, dancing lightly, like a butterfly flying around the dance floor. She uses her slender fingers to touch her naked body

waist, bun with her

The flowers on the clothes, the slender waist, and the delicate dance steps show all kinds of charm. Especially the watery eyes half-opened and half-closed, misty and full of temptation. When they open wide and look around, they shine brightly like

wildfire……

Hongyu's unrestrained dancing and beautiful singing caused a commotion in the audience. Excited screams, whistles and thunderous applause rang out from the audience.

Some people couldn't help but praise: It's great, it's really the elegance of Chen Manli, the elegance of Xia Weidan, and the beauty of Zou Meiqi.

"I'm afraid this girl is still a virgin!" Thinking of this, Hong Licheng couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, his eyes were fascinated, and he became restless.

The dance ended and the lights came on. Wang Ping took her final bow.

Wang Donghai took the flowers and was about to walk towards Hongyu, but Hong Licheng arrived first.

He quickly came to Hong Yu and said, "Miss, my name is Hong Licheng. Can I ask you to dance?"

"Hello, I am Hongyu, Mr. Hong, the president of the famous Chamber of Commerce. Please take care of me!" Wang Ping said, placing a delicate jade hand on Hong Licheng's palm.

"You recognize me!" Hong Licheng was quite surprised. He looked at Wang Ping's innocent appearance, her adoring eyes, and her elastic breasts that were gradually coming closer to her, yet still far away from her. He had no time to think about anything else, and couldn't wait to hug Wang Ping with all his strength.

slender waist.

"Mr. Hong, who doesn't know anyone in Xia Island?" Hong Yu said softly.

The music sounded, and Hong Licheng slid to the dance floor with Hong Yu in his arms, spinning skillfully. A waltz was followed by a four-step dance.

Hong Yu seemed to be a little dizzy, and she rested her head gracefully on Hong Li Cheng's shoulder. Hong Li Cheng's hands also became dishonest, and slowly slid from Hong Yu's waist to her strong buttocks. At the end of the song, they left.

At that time, the two of them seemed to be reluctant to leave.

"If you are free, you are welcome to come see me." With that, Hong Licheng took out a business card and handed it over.

Finally, the music ended and the guests of the "nightclub" left one after another.

There are few people on the street late at night.

A few exhausted dancers who came out of the nightclub were walking and chatting. There were a bunch of unmatched items, and some of them were still jealous of Hong Yu's appearance.

A dancer said bitterly: The limelight has been taken up by the woman "Hongyu", and we have all become foils.

Another dancer then said: So what if you are a foil, today it is us, tomorrow it will be her. In the enchanted romantic field, it is hypocritical and misty, no matter you are as beautiful as a flower, outspoken and wild, you will waste your years like a grain of autumn.

The beans fell between the fields, and on a deserted night, there was a crisp popping sound, and the beans fell and disappeared, while the moon was still like a hook in the sky, and the wind was blowing.

There was also a dancer who showed an indescribable melancholy and said: After drinking all the world, how much sorrow and sadness, maybe she will agree with us. She took off her bun, washed her hair carefully, sighed a few times at the bright moon by the window, and left the only remaining

My youth has faded into the past.

A dancer next to her covered her mouth and smiled and said: Sister Ying, your teeth are so sore.

At this time, several Japanese and puppet policemen rushed over from behind. They were all drunk and smelled of alcohol. These were the people who were talking sarcastically to Wang Donghai in the dance hall.

"The opportunity has come, everyone, hurry up!"

Several Japanese and puppet policemen rushed towards the unsuspecting dancers with lewd smiles.

Several dancers screamed and ran away.

The Japanese and puppet policemen chased the dancers, cursing: Little girl, let’s see where you run.

They quickly caught up with the dancers and tried to escort them back to the building with grins.
Chapter completed!