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Chapter 1779: Killer

As soon as Wujue City came out, Duanmurong's face changed instantly.

She didn't seem to have expected Song Hongyan to give her this show.

The guests present were also stunned. Not only was the veiled woman's figure stunning, but she also felt that the dance was a little familiar.

"bite--"

Before everyone could react, the lights had changed.

Then, the melodious melody and deep tone flowed out on the white piano like a breeze blowing against the river.

"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, and how much do you know about the past?"

The seductive sound of the piano is like crying and telling, with desolation and sorrow, as if it is interpreting the story of a defeated king and beloved concubine.

Li Changjun and other guests couldn't help but immerse themselves in it.

When the sound of the piano slowly entered the lowest and gentle, a note that was exciting to the audience suddenly rang out.

At this moment, countless rose petals poured out from above the platform, covering the hall with water vapor and fragrance.

Flying all over the sky, extremely dreamy.

Wu Juecheng, who is like a peacock, also raised his hand and danced.

"Swoosh--"

Turning the graceful body like a light cloud, and waving its long sleeves like a flowing wind.

The petals that fell on the ground flew up.

"The building was windy again last night, and my hometown was unbearable to look back at the moonlight."

With every move and every move, the joy and prosperity of the world disappear, and only time can witness the splendor of this moment.

She was like the proudest peacock, blooming beautifully between the silent world.

The graceful figure of the geese and the gentle dragon, as well as the charm and sorrow brought by the dance posture, made the guests present full of surprise.

Countless people were immersed in, forgot the grievances at this moment, and forgot the troubles of the world. They only had Wu Juecheng's figure in their eyes.

Even Song Hongyan couldn't help but squint her eyes, a little surprised that Wu Juecheng's dance was so touching.

"The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red faces are changed-"

As the last note on the white piano land fell, Wu Juecheng stopped dancing in a state of looking up at the sky.

The petals that were flying inspiringly floated from the sky again.

And along with the colorful petals, there is also the veil covering the face of Wujue City.

She looked up at the night sky, with her stature and beauty, which turned down all living beings and was bright and unparalleled.

The cold lights quietly spread on her.

The charming face she suddenly revealed and the deep love she showed were like lilies blooming at night.

Dazzling.

"Yiwu Juecheng?"

Li Changjun was the first to roar: "Wujuecheng?"

The others also reacted: "Wujue City, it's really Wujue City!"

"This is the dance of Wujuecheng, I have watched it on the video."

"Yes, she is Wujue City. I saw her skip in Vienna three years ago."

"That's right, only Wujue City can dance such a beautiful dance in this world."

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful, so shocking."

Hundreds of guests started shouting in a silence, and then stopped talking.

They subconsciously looked at Duanmu Rong with an ugly face.

If the woman dancing on the high platform is Wu Juecheng, who is the woman representing the Sun family now?

Is he really the substitute for the gossip?

But this looks too similar.

At this moment, Song Hongyan walked towards the platform and looked down at Duanmurong:

"Miss Dance, do you want to say something?"

She also gently held Wu Juecheng's hand and signaled that the victim would not be in a hurry to get angry.

Li Changjun stepped forward like chicken blood: "Miss Wu, tell everyone that you are real, and dancing women are fake."

"It was her plastic surgery to make you look like she was, and it was her who secretly learned your dance."

He yelled at Duanmurong: "I don't accept that you are a fake."

The other guests also opened their eyes wide and looked at Duanmurong to see how she dealt with this crisis.

"What to say? What is there to say?"

Duanmu Rong also forgot it. Not only did she not panic, but she took a step forward and was aggressive:

"Why are they exactly the same? In modern society, don't say that people are like humans, can I turn you into a dog, do you believe?"

"Song Hongyan, you are so amazing. In order to deal with me, I have produced a fake product of my plastic surgery."

Duanmurong bit Song Hongyan back and said, "You are really trying hard."

Although she kept her face unchanged at this time, Li Changjun gave the reason just now, which made people feel that she was not very confident.

"Do you know whether she is true or not?"

Song Hongyan pinched a petal on her clothes and chuckled at Duanmurong:

"How about this, you do a dance she just danced."

"I won't say that I'll overpower her, as long as I'm half the level, I'll admit that you are Miss Wu."

"And the people around me are fakes."

Song Hongyan provoked: "How about it? Let's have a song?"

"Miss Wu, hit her, slap her in the face."

Li Changjun yelled at Duanmurong with a cigar in another roar, "Jump up and beat Mr. Song's face."

The friends around him followed and agreed: "Bit her, fight her!"

"Shut up!"

Duanmu Rong was almost angry to death by Li Changjun. She glared at him and looked at Song Hongyan:

"Of course I can dance. I am the real dancer of Yiwujuecheng, and I can dance such a dancer."

"And only I can play the essence of this dance."

"No matter how similar the counterfeits around you imitate, they have their own shapes but no spirits."

"It's just why did I jump to you to prove myself?"

"I Wujuecheng doesn't need to dance to prove myself."

"My face, the people around me, my uncle, my grandfather, the Sun family and Sun Daoyi's offices, can prove that I am Wujuecheng."

"I'm a clown in one go?"

Duanmurong took another step forward, and her aura was strong, which attracted many guests to retreat:

"Song Hongyan, let me tell you that you had disobeyed me, but now you used fakes to slander me, and you violated my bottom line even more."

"I will definitely let the Emgrand bankrupt and let your betrayal dog get out of the new country."

"And you, fake guy, I don't know how much you charged Song Hongyan, made her plastic surgery like me, and even secretly learned my dance."

"But I can also tell you that you will pay for what you do."

Duanmurong pointed his fingers fiercely at Wujue City: "I swear, I want you to die without a place to bury."

Wujue City had no impulse or disturbed Ye Fan and Song Hongyan's plans, but just watched Duanmu Rong jump out in coldly.

She believed that Duanmurong would not be able to jump for long.

"Miss Duanmu, don't intimidate Miss Wu."

Song Hongyan continued to slap and call: "I have a parent-child gene identification here."

"It was the identification of the Miss Wu and Mr. Sun around me, which clearly showed that the two were related by blood."

Song Hongyan took out another report and hit it on the big screen:

"No matter how hard you deny this kind of iron-blooded evidence, it is useless."

The report was enlarged, which made everyone present very uproar. Unexpectedly, Song Hongyan got the genetic identification.

Li Changjun grew up and exaggeratedly shouted: "Oh my God, it's really blood-related? What's going on?"

"This is impossible!"

Duanmurong was stunned at first, then shouted: "You can't get Sun Daoyi's genes."

These days, Sun Daoyi’s hair cannot leave his home, so how could Song Hongyan do paternity tests?

"Do you think I can't get Sun Daoyi's things if I don't go out?"

Song Hongyan joked:

"As of these days, as long as the offer is high enough, countless people around them will provide these things."

"But this evidence is not my trump card."

"What I really expose your identity today is this video."

After genetic identification, Song Hongyan's smile was fun and then opened another video.

It is the video of Wujue City restoration...

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