The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 379

On Jiangzhou Avenue in the evening rush hour, rows of private cars waited anxiously in line, and they only moved a few hundred meters in half an hour, and snails could climb faster than them.

I saw a blue supercar rushing through the emergency passage like lightning, leaving only an afterimage for everyone. The driver held a cigarette between his fingers, and the wind lifted the wig and took away the cigarette butt.

All the drivers were left stunned.

"This is too arrogant..."

"Everyone is queuing up honestly, only he does something special, traffic police, traffic police, detain him quickly."

"You don't even look at what kind of car that is, Lamborghini, it must be a rich second generation with a background, and you can't afford to mess with it."

Inside the car, Zheng Qing stepped on the accelerator and drifted perfectly at the next intersection.

Ming Jing pulled the handle above his head, and said helplessly, "You violated traffic regulations."

The traffic police chased after him on a motorcycle, which was quite thrilling and exciting like a blockbuster movie.

Zheng Qing hooked his lips, "Where did I go? When I played racing cars with Ah Yu in the foreign black market, it was much more exciting than this."

Ming Jing shook his head and laughed: "You also said that it was back then, this is the country of Hua, and we must abide by traffic laws and be a law-abiding civilized person."

"It's a big deal to pay a fine, I can't wait that long."

After a few intersections, Zheng Qing left the traffic police out of sight, and finally stopped in front of a bar.

The parking boy walked up respectfully, "Our store will hold a princess selection event tonight. According to our store's regulations, all distinguished guests who enter the store must wear masks."

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows and threw the key to the parking boy: "Park for me first."

There was someone handing out masks at the door, Zheng Qing took two and handed one of the lily masks to Ding Jing.

This mask can only cover the eyes and nose. The moment the mirror was put on, the bar staff looked over and saw a tall woman standing quietly under the light, with a silver lily blooming on her temples. The night bloomed behind her, and her whole body was filled with a mysterious aura.

The staff gave Zheng Qing a bronze medal with a charming woman's head engraved on it, and a number fifteen on the back.

Zheng Qing asked, "Why didn't you send it to her?"

The staff coughed: "This bronze medal is only issued to men, and it can be used to vote in tonight's event. Women do not have the right to vote."

Zheng Qing snorted: "You still treat them differently, isn't your boss a woman?"

The staff looked a little embarrassed, the boss is a woman, what should I say.

"Okay, let's go in."

The woman's voice was as soft as the spring breeze, and the staff member's heart skipped a beat. The woman walked past him, her thin back was straight, cold and noble, even if she couldn't see her face clearly, it was unforgettable, and her heart was full of joy. stunning.

He stared straight at the back of the woman until he disappeared at the door, and he still didn't recover.

Zheng Qing fiddled with the bronze medal, complaining: "It's a broken bar, and it's all these foreign things."

Walking through the long corridor, the vision suddenly opened up, and people with flashing lights couldn't open their eyes, so Zheng Qing subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Fuck, how long has it been since I've been to a place like this, and I'm still as hot-eyed as ever."

Zheng Qing turned her head and glanced at Ming Jing, seeing that she was indifferent and still calm, she was a little relieved.

"I knew I wouldn't bring you here. You are still young and not suitable for such an occasion."

Ming Jing smiled: "Don't you think it's very interesting?"

"This... aren't you a monk who has lost everything? Are you afraid of being blamed by the Buddha for saying such things?" Sometimes this girl is really a mystery.

"Everywhere in life is a Taoist place. If you don't move your heart, you will not move rashly." Ming Jing brushed the hem of his skirt and walked in calmly.

There are many people in the hall, and everyone is wearing a mask. The women are all revealingly dressed, dressed in a serious manner like a mirror, which is different.

The moment she walked in, all eyes fell on her. There was a kind of person who couldn't conceal her elegance even if she covered her face.

The man's eyes are ready to move.

Zheng Qing took a step up, naturally grabbed Ming Jing's shoulders, and glanced around provocatively.

Everyone saw that she had a male companion, and they all expressed regret.

"MD, these little bastards dare to attack you." Zheng Qingquan cursed.

Mingjing saw that there was an empty seat and walked straight over.

After sitting down, Zheng Qing stared at her suspiciously: "Why do you seem to be familiar with this place?"

Ming Jing smiled slightly: "Is there?"

In the corner, Ran Gong frowned: "Don't you think that woman's back looks familiar?"

Wan Heng glanced at it, "Where does it look familiar? Why didn't I see it? I think you feel itchy when you see her beauty?"

Ran Gong shook his head: "Brother Wan, stop joking."

Wan Heng took a sip of his wine and said impatiently, "Why haven't you started yet?"

The waiter came up with the list and asked what drinks he wanted. The starting price was 1,880. Zheng Qing ordered the most expensive imperial set meal.

The waiter saw that he was a big customer, and the service became more enthusiastic.

Zheng Qing glanced around, and asked with a smile: "Is there a resident singer named Dong here?"

The waiter nodded: "Are you referring to Dong Jiahe? He has been singing here for a long time, but he seems to have signed a contract with a company a few months ago. He wants to be a star and left."

Zheng Qing asked with a smile: "Did you see him these days?"

The waiter looked at him with some vigilance: "I don't know who you are from Xiao Dong?"

Zheng Qing stuffed a few banknotes into the collar of the waiter's coat, and patted the waiter's chest with a smile: "He is my cousin, and his family did not approve of him entering the entertainment industry, and he ran away after some conflicts. He has been around for a long time, and I heard that he appeared in this bar recently, so I came to find him."

The waiter knew that this person was not an ordinary person when he looked at his clothes, and he was so generous, thinking that Xiao Dong's family was so rich, and he usually pretended to be so poor.

"So that's the case, but..." the waiter hesitated to speak.

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows: "What? Is it convenient to say?"

The waiter shook his head: "I can't say." He returned the money to Zheng Qing, turned and left.

Zheng Qing snorted and said, "This bar seems to be tricky."

Ding Jing looked around: "There is indeed something tricky."

There were quite a few men in black standing around the hall, they looked like Lian Jiazi, a small bar, did they need to make such a fuss?

Zheng Qing glanced at Ming Jing, "It seems that tonight is the right time."

Ming Jing smiled and said, "Let's watch the show first."

The hour hand pointed to eight o'clock, the hall was full of seats, and the atmosphere gradually heated up.

In the center of the hall is a four-sided stand, with a passage on the left and right extending to the wall, dividing the hall into two.

The sound of dynamic music is getting louder and louder, as if the ground is shaking, and the lights are blurred and gorgeous, which highlights the feasting and drunkenness of the scene.

"Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the drunk red bar. Tonight, let us start a carnival night and compete for the princess in your mind."

A very provocative male voice came from the radio, full of passion.

As the sound fell to the ground, whistles and shouts sounded one after another, and the noisy Zheng Qing couldn't help frowning.

"Don't insult the word princess, the boss behind the scenes really knows how to play." Zheng Qing snorted.

In the stands, the DJ was mixing the sound with one hand and scratching the disc with the other. The dynamic music kept changing, and the atmosphere of the scene became more and more enthusiastic.

At this moment, the doors at the end of the aisle on the left and right of the stand opened, and two chasing lights hit the door respectively, illuminating the door as if it were daytime.

Five girls on the left and right came out. They wore rabbit masks on their faces, cosplaying all kinds of beautiful girls, but they were all in short skirts and stockings. Their sexy bodies were fully exposed. The audience below blows kisses and winks, bringing the sexy charm to the extreme.

Those men gathered under the stands, eagerly reaching out to them, the secret under the short skirts stimulated their hormones, and their faces were filled with intoxicated expressions.

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes: "A group of wretched men."

The woman walking at the end on the right seemed a little uneasy. A hand from the stands reached out and touched her calf. She covered her ears and screamed like a frightened bird. The scream was quickly drowned out by the noise of the scene. middle.

The girl walking in front of her turned her head and shook her hand, comforting her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, it will be over soon."

The girl's voice was crying: "I can't take it anymore, I hate everyone here."

Xianxian sighed, and said in a low voice: "Be patient, you treat everyone in the audience as pigs, don't you feel better?"

The girl pursed her pale lips and carefully avoided her hands. The more timid she was, the more people in the audience liked to tease her, and they never tired of it.

Just like what Xianxian said, she regarded the elongated heads below as pig heads, and the pressure in her heart really eased.

Ten people walked to the middle of the stand, with their backs facing the audience in the audience.

Everyone has a number plate on their body, and they introduce themselves from number one.

"Hi everyone, I'm Jiajia, Jiajia, who is having a dream like a dream, I like to dance..." After speaking, a stripper danced on the scene, doing splits while taking off, whistles and screams came and went, and the wave was high After a wave, the roof is almost toppled over.

"I also hope that everyone will support me and vote for me." The girl spread her arms and bowed gracefully.

A lot of flowers were thrown at her, "Jiajia... Jiajia..." Shouts came out endlessly.

While eating melon seeds, Zheng Qing poohed out the skins of melon seeds, complaining, "What the hell is this? Just take off your clothes and you become a talent. In ancient times, people had to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to choose an oiran."

Next, number two did a pole dance, number three turned somersaults, and number four sang a few little tunes... Coaxing a group of stinky men in the audience into confusion, Zheng Qing almost vomited watching it.

Looking at Ming Jing sitting opposite, he was appreciating calmly, flicking his fingers to follow the melody.

"MD, it's a pornographic song, don't listen to children."

Ming Jing smiled and said, "It's good to appreciate it with an artistic eye."

Zheng Qing was stunned.

"You...you are amazing."

This girl always fell through her eyes again and again.

"I'm Immortal No. 8. Compared with the previous sisters, my talent is too weak." The girl on the stage covered her mouth and smiled. Such a sweet voice made everyone lose their souls.

Then I saw the girl take out a short flute from behind and put it to her lips, and soon a series of melodious music floated, gradually suppressing the noise of the scene.

The melancholy and melancholic sound of the music can't help but make people feel lonely and cold, which is incompatible with this luxurious scene.

Ming Jing raised his eyebrows: "Han Palace Qiuyue."

Zheng Qing glanced at the girl playing the flute: "That's all it takes."

Ming Jing stared at the girl in the stands, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

The ancients used music to express their feelings, because music can convey thoughts. In this girl's music, she heard helplessness and sadness...

When the last note landed, the girl bent down and bowed, and the audience burst into applause.

Compared with the previous frivolous performances, this flute performance was refreshing and fresh, and many people showed interest in their eyes for a while.

The girl took a step back and stood side by side with the other nine.

The girl standing at the end came out biting her pale lips, shrugging her shoulders like a frightened little rabbit.

"What are you afraid of, we won't eat you again haha..." There was a laughing sound, and then everyone laughed.

The girl stammered and said: "I...my name is Yueyue, and I don't know any talents...."

"Then take it off, this is also a talent."

There was booing all the way below, and under the mask, the girl's face was pale and bloodless.

Her little hands grabbed the hem of the skirt nervously, and a group of men booed around her. She stood in the center, like a little white rabbit surrounded by wolves, so weak and helpless.

Zheng Qing slapped the table and stood up: "Shut up, a group of big men bully a little girl, how shameless?"

Her voice was loud and clear, and she suppressed all the booing in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, all eyes were on her, and the man who was the first to make a fuss sneered: "Hey, a hero came to save the beauty, the little girl is lucky today."

Yueyue looked gratefully at the man who spoke for her, the lights were blurry, and she couldn't see his face clearly, she just felt that the figure of that man was extraordinarily tall.

Zheng Qing snorted: "You guys are big men with hands and feet, don't you feel ashamed to tease a little girl?"

"Hey, you are very interesting. Do you know where this is? What is everyone here for? Are you out of your mind?"

"You're fucking insane." Zheng Qing picked up the wine bottle on the table and threw it at the man who was talking. She aimed well enough, and the bottle flew past the man's ear and hit the wall behind him. superior.

The wine bottle smashed to the ground with a "snap" and fell apart.

There was no sound at the scene.

The man's knees were weak, and he quickly became angry from embarrassment. He pointed at Zheng Qing and cursed: "You dare to do something, you are looking for death, aren't you?"

Zheng Qing stepped on the table with one foot, and said with a sneer, "You are the one who hit you. Your mouth is so stinky, it smells so bad to me."

The man said angrily, "Security, tie up this doer, I have to give him a good lesson today."

Zheng Qing kicked the table suddenly, and the table flew out in an instant. The scene panicked instantly, and a group of people screamed to avoid her.

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

Ming Jing sat motionless in the booth, the lights flickered on and off, but no one noticed her.

Wan Heng glanced at this side, and snorted, "It's really ignorant to dare to seek trouble here."