But Dr. Jiang is cold and rusty

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the nightclub has cool lighting and noisy air. The sexy female DJ is hard at work scratching discs, editing explosive music with a disc player and mixer, and the atmosphere is extremely high.

Men and women who know or don't know are swaying in their arms, dancing wildly under the dazzling disco lights, and the hormones that have no place to rest around are lingering and lingering, like glue.

Shao Jun casually used a straw to stir the Long Island iced tea in Haibo's cup, ignoring the scents of various perfumes floating around him.

He looked down at the phone, as if he was tired of the noise around him, and then clicked on the English song "Love" by Finding Hope that was playing on the car when Jiang Yi was sitting in the back seat.

The volume of the in-ear AKG was turned up to the maximum by Shao Jun. He sat quietly in the corner, and for the first time seemed out of tune with the glitz of the nightclub.

The man was immersed in the depression caused by the chorus, but his shoulder was suddenly bumped, the earphone cable on one side was suddenly torn off, and his thoughts flew out from this side in an instant.

"Handsome, I'm sorry to bump into you!"

The woman was wearing a sexy flesh-colored dress, revealing a section of tight belly skin and striking choppy waves. She covered her heavily made-up face with apologetic eyes, pretending to have done it unintentionally.

"fine."

Shao Jun said lightly, and took a sip of the strong cocktail in the glass.

"Is the handsome guy here alone?"

The woman sat on the empty seat next to Shao Jun, and her bare thigh touched his forearm hanging on the armrest intentionally or unintentionally, but the latter didn't respond.

"Yes."

She frowned, looking at the person in front of her who didn't speak more than two words to her, she couldn't help being a little surprised. Shao Jun's behavior of coming to nightclubs without looking for women made her think about it,
"You are……"

Shao Jun immediately turned serious: "It's not gay."

Hearing this, the woman breathed a sigh of relief,

"The handsome guy is not happy, he is here just to have fun!"

She smiled charmingly at the man, and put her thin white hand on his thigh.

Shao Jun looked at him without changing his face, his eyes without a smile were extremely deep, making him look like a noble and elegant white marble statue at this moment, and he roughly understood the ways these women hooked up.

The woman's hands climbed onto Shao Jun's muscular arms restlessly. He often works out, so he maintains a very good figure. There are many muscles that should be there. The almost perfect muscle lines are hidden under the white shirt, showing through Even with thin light, it can be seen somewhat.

"Handsome, are you interested in me?"

Shao Jun smiled, and the smile showed a bit of coldness. He felt that the face made of cosmetics in front of him looked very greasy, and felt that her hands with bright red nail polish were extremely dirty. He couldn't help thinking that if the person beside him Jiang Yi, if her hand touched her, what would it feel like?

She wouldn't dye such gaudy nails, wouldn't wear such a strong perfume, and she probably wouldn't touch herself, but stood aside with eyes full of disgust, far away.

"Miss."

He grabbed her slippery hand and pushed it off himself,
"Don't you know who I am?"

Hearing that the woman was startled suddenly, there seemed to be something else in her enchanting eyes, Shao Jun sized her up a few times, and said in a cold tone:

"Are you new here? Only VIP insiders are allowed in this nightclub. When I don't take the initiative to find someone, I don't ask other people to disturb me. This is the rule, don't you know?"

Seemingly frightened by his piercing gaze, the woman shuddered involuntarily. Seeing that she hesitated and couldn't speak, Shao Jun waved his hand and beckoned her to go down without paying much attention.

This nightclub called "arcanum" is a place where Shao Jun often comes. The store has a complete range of facilities, and the consumption is not low. In the evening, there is a VIP session. A night of fun can be worth a month's salary of an ordinary employee. The service staff in the store Almost everyone knows Shao Jun and Xie Fei, after all, one is too rich and handsome, and the other is too flirtatious.

The style of the nightclub is not low, and the professional bartenders never cheat. This cup of Long Island Iced Tea, which suits Shao Jun’s heart, is by no means just a name. It is a drink made from four spirits with an alcohol content of more than 40%. , the stamina is very strong.

Thinking of Jiang Yi inexplicably in this chaotic and noisy place, Shao Jun was a little upset, before the ice cubes melted, he took a sip of the cocktail in the glass, then got up and walked out.
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The waning moon is fading away, and the night is getting darker. The loud music in the nightclub can be heard outside as the noise of howling ghosts and wolves. The long alley behind "arcanum" has never been visited by anyone, and any passer-by will subconsciously avoid the alley near the nightclub. I'm afraid of running into crazy men and women who are too drunk.

Shao Jun walked forward with his hands in his pockets, the wine he had just had had a little stamina, his chest was hot, and his head was a little dizzy.

The exhaust fan of the air conditioner outside the nightclub was "booming", and the blowing was clearly hot air, but when it fell on Shao Jun, the latter couldn't help shivering. He stopped walking quickly, keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The secluded alley was too quiet, and there seemed to be a crisis that was about to move around. Shao Jun patted the back of his head, only to feel that his nostrils were filled with the smell of alcohol, which rushed to his brain and made him drowsy.

despair--!
despair--!
At this moment, a few strange sounds suddenly came from the quiet alleyway, and two tall men suddenly rushed out, holding watermelon knives and blocking Shao Jun's way one after the other.

They didn't even know whether these two strong men were stealing money or seeking revenge, they rushed towards Shao Jun without saying a word.

Places like "arcanum" are notoriously corrupt. During the day, they hang up signs and can barely fill a high-end entertainment venue. At night, they become a dream factory for the rich. There are generally no security personnel around nightclubs, and even if they occasionally meet The few rich people who went to the alley to have fun were also timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and they would pretend not to see something like slashing people and take a detour.

　The high concentration of ethanol in the blood took effect, and Shao Jun felt a little top-heavy. The sense of balance and judgment damaged by alcohol severely limited his reaction, so that he entangled with the person in front of him for a while, and the watermelon knife he swung over suddenly was dangerous. It grazed his side and ripped his white shirt.

Shao Jun couldn't beat two strong men with knives with his bare hands, so he picked up an empty beer bottle on the shelf and threw it at the head of the man in front of him.
He has learned unarmed combat, specializing in street fights, self-defense is not a problem, but now he is not in good spirits and has been in a trance state. At this time, there are only two phantoms floating in front of his eyes.

The sharp back of the knife passed close to the bridge of Shao Jun's nose, and he turned around deftly, avoiding the attacks of his predecessors.

The beer bottle was thrown out of the steel rod in his hand, Shao Jun knocked down the knife in the man's hand two or three times, and then stepped on the latter's knee, the man knelt down,

"Who told you to come..."

Before Shao Jun finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head, and the beer bottle slammed on his head and shattered into glass shards in an instant.

Feeling dizzy for a while, consciousness froze for a moment, Shao Jun almost smeared and grabbed two wine bottles beside him, and with his strong physical fitness, he knocked the person behind him to the ground, and then managed to get out of the alley with his body .

Walking under the dimly lit street lamp, Shao Jun's mind was a little unclear. He scratched the numb back of his head, but he didn't feel any blood, probably just scratched a layer of skin.

He was on the verge of half-consciousness now, but he still clearly realized that if those two people caught up again, he might not be so lucky to escape.

Shao Jun touched his trouser pocket, and found that the phone seemed to have fallen to the ground during the fight just now. He knew that his current physical condition could not last long, but his weak consciousness made him wonder where he was at the moment.

He supported the wall beside him and took a breath, then looked up, his eyes were blurred, and he could barely see the four big characters of "Fengshan Mansion" shining brightly...