One hundred and fifty-ninth chapter dance tent situation
Their dance steps are not large, they just move between square feet. Their delicate hands evolve strange movements, and their legs are bent into various beautiful arcs. Their whole body is full of energy, every dance posture is holistic, and their expressions are dignified.
Indifference, like dance itself, is the most sacred thing in the world.
The beautiful jade body, the moving posture, the sacred dance, the combined allure of the three, made Long Ying fascinated and lost in the exotic atmosphere.
After watching for an unknown amount of time, the music suddenly stopped. The five women stood still at the same time, clasped their hands together, and the curtain lowered from above, covering the stage.
Other viewers, like dragons and eagles, woke up from a sweet dream and left without wanting to finish.
Chi Shanglou and the Tibetan master came to Longying's side. Chi Shanglou said with a smile: "My dear friend, please go this way." He and the Tibetan master just walked past, going against the flow of people and squeezing towards the backstage.
Long Ying easily followed the two of them, following their steps, while the other two followed him, sandwiching him in the middle.
A curtain hung down next to the stage. A tall man with a high nose and deep eyes, dark skin, and an expression that he must be the host of a song and dance troupe, looked surprised when he saw Chi Shang upstairs leading an ugly man.
Chi went upstairs and stopped, and after whispering a few words to the big man from Tianzhu, the big man looked at Long Ying with a sharp look in his eyes, and raised the curtain to let them enter the backstage.
Longying was moved when he saw it, thinking that this kabuki troupe might be the key to Chi Shanglou's ability to transport people and goods to the plateau without anyone noticing.
You must know that human trafficking is a heinous crime that is despised by everyone and tramples on the dignity of human nature. Even if the current rulers of Tibet turn a blind eye and acquiesce in their actions, Chi Shanglou and others must still act in secret.
People know but are not seen, and the Kabuki troupe is the best cover.
Passing through the narrow doorway, Long Ying was immediately dazzled. It turned out that he was in a three-foot long space behind the stage, where twenty or thirty people were crowded, changing clothes, or getting ready in front of the bronze mirror.
Kabuki, there are also several younger beautiful girls, serving tea and water, serving the dancers, singing softly and softly, dripping with fragrance and sweat. That kind of fragrant chaos, Longying is sure
I will never forget it myself.
Chi Shanglou and the Tubo master may have been familiar with each other for a long time, and they turned a blind eye and walked through the land of fragrances, but Long Ying couldn't help but pay attention and salute fiercely, especially when a woman took off her upper body dance clothes in front of them,
Exposing her pink breasts, Long Ying was so tired that her eyes almost fell out of her eyes. The strangest thing was that even if Long Ying touched their bodies, they seemed to have no feeling at all, treating them as invisible and just ghosts passing by.
After arriving at the other end, Chi went upstairs and opened the curtain, letting the Tibetan masters in first, and then politely and thoughtfully said to Long Ying who was following him: "Brother, please!"
Long Ying calmed down and walked in unsuspectingly through the curtain. Inside was a small space seven or eight feet square, with a small round table surrounded by six or seven high stools. The table was filled with cups, plates and
The leftover food was in such a mess that it was impossible to imagine the bright and sober environment in front of the stage.
The Tubo master spoke in Chinese and said: "Please sit down!"
Long Ying sat down opposite him unceremoniously. Chi went upstairs and lowered the curtain. He sat to one side and aimed his eyes at Long Ying like a powerful arrow from a Tibetan master.
The small room was filled with a tense atmosphere.
The other two Tibetans who followed stayed outside the curtain.
Chi Shangstair looked convinced of him, and said calmly: "May I ask, brother, did you come here by chance to enjoy the singing and dancing, or did you come here specially to see us?"
Long Ying showed an enigmatic smile, laughed dumbly, shook his head, and did not answer him immediately.
Chi went upstairs and saw murderous intent in his eyes.
The Tubo master stared at him and said: "My friend is courageous and knowledgeable, which is admirable. He is not an unknown person. May I ask what your name is?"
He spoke with great energy, and his voice could not help but increase in volume. At the end, the words "Gao's surname and his great name" became even more sonorous and powerful. At the same time, he raised his hands from under the table, as if to make a customary etiquette in the Middle-earth world, clasping fists to say hello.
However, Long Ying knew that he was gathering his strength, and at the same time he notified Chi Shangshang and the two Han men guarding outside the curtain to cooperate and kill Long Ying in one fell swoop with thunderous means.
Chi Shangshang's hands were hanging down under the table. Long Ying was out of sight. Others would definitely not know what was going on under the table, but how could he hide it from Long Ying?
The Tubo master, without moving his shoulders or hands, pushed up with one knee and slammed the bottom of the edge of the table, so that he could lift the table and cover the dragon eagle with the remains of dishes and dishes on the table.
This trick cannot be said to be endless.
The sound of the machine gun sounded under the table. Chi went upstairs to push up the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, pressed the machine gun, and shot out the poisonous needle from the transmitter on his wrist. This is the real killing. Even if you can see clearly face to face, at such a close distance
It's difficult to dodge within a distance. What's more, if he activates it under the table, his accomplices will cooperate to distract him.
Chi went up the stairs to pick out the fatal weak point of his lower body at an angle, which was very cruel and vicious.
Two men came in through the tent outside the door, each holding a short-handled axe, which was an ideal weapon for close combat. They had a premeditated pattern.
To use the terminology of Jianghu people, Long Ying was tricked into the game and was destined to die or not.
Long Ying looked at the Tubo master coldly, looking like he was sure of victory, and his expression changed with horror.
The table didn't move, it only made a "bang" sound, and there were no splinters flying as expected. It turned out that Long Ying pressed his right hand on the table, inputting the magic energy, and used the table to attack him with a burst of magic energy, lightning.
It broke into his knees, making it difficult for him to move until his exercise skills were resolved.
Chi Shanglou was also horrified. He shot out the poisonous steel needle and disappeared without a trace. Long Ying also showed no sign of being hit. When Long Ying lifted his left hand from the bottom of the table, he raised his hand towards the intruder.
One of the men threw it, and Fang knew that Longying had received the needle from him without moving, holding it upright with his thumb and index finger.
Chi went upstairs and was so frightened that he was sweating all over and forgot to take action.
"ah!"
With a scream, the axe-wielding man was thrust into the room without a shoulder by the steel needle. He was even carried away by the magic power of the needle and fell out of the accounting room. He could no longer hold the ax and fell to the ground.
Only the other man with an ax was left. Unable to control his momentum, the ax tip came down from above and struck the dragon eagle on the neck.
A woman's scream came from outside the accounting room.
With a series of movements that were so fast that it was difficult to detect with the naked eye, Long Ying withdrew his right hand from where it was pressing on the table and propped it up on the stool. His body jumped into the air and his left foot quickly and uncontrollably pushed towards the attacker. At the moment when the sharp ax was coming.
, pressed hard on the lower abdomen of the person who came, and the person howled miserably, threw his head back weakly, spurted out blood, and threw the person and ax back, following in the footsteps of his companions who came in together, and fell down.
Outside the curtain, there was another scream.
The expressions on the faces of the Tubo masters and Chi Shanglou became as ugly as they could be. They did not dare to fight anymore, and they did not know what to say.
Long Ying knew that he had completely restrained the two of them and could not kill him even though he had a sure advantage, so he had no choice but to negotiate or wait for another opportunity.
The sound of footwork sounded, and Tianzhu, the elder of the kabuki troupe, rushed over angrily and raised the curtain. When he saw the three of them sitting blankly and looking at each other, they forgot that they were here to help with the boxing, and said in Tubo: "What's going on?"
The Tibetan master came back to his senses and said: "Tend to the injured for me. Tell your daughters to stop making noise and continue to perform on stage. We will take care of it here."
The Tianzhu boss was stunned for a moment and lowered the curtain.
Sure enough, it became quiet outside and became completely silent.
The sound of music was heard and the next dance began. Long Ying really wanted to leave the two bad guys behind and go out to watch the show before turning back to deal with them.
The Tibetan master said in an awkward tone: "Friend! You are now qualified to speak. Just now you were resorting to charlatanism. I hope my friend won't take it to heart."
These words were neither arrogant nor humble, and greatly saved the face of their attempted assassination.
Long Ying said easily: "It's a trivial matter! We are all sensible people when we travel around the world. Ha! Do you two know where the problem is? I know you very well, but you can't even touch on your own details. You are at a disadvantage."
Of course there are two.”
Chi Shangshang said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, what do you know about our situation?"
Long Ying looked at him and said with a smile: "Master Chi is a famous person in Bashu, and he has lived a very prosperous life. He has the support of Dajiang Alliance behind him. Of course he doesn't take the people of the world seriously. It's a pity that he missed the Jinsha River and became a
A wanted criminal has to come all the way here to do business. Does this count as knowing Mr. Chi’s background?”
As he spoke calmly, Chi Shanglou's originally calm expression became ugly again. In the end, his face was ashen and he had no words to reply.
The Tubo master looked at him in disbelief, his eyes widening, and finally realized that he had come with a plan and was not just a man who took advantage of the troubled waters.
The skills displayed by Long Ying made even the least discerning person know that he was a top-notch fighter.
Long Ying said: "Peace is the most precious thing in the world. As long as you are willing to agree to the conditions I propose, I guarantee that you can still make a fortune silently. Humph! If you dare to go against my will, not only will you lose both your goods and wealth, but no one will be able to make a fortune."
Return to the plateau alive."
Chi Shanglou said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
Long Ying laughed and said: "Brother Chi is finally willing to speak calmly." He lowered his voice and said: "I am a special agent sent by the Empress of Zhou Dynasty to investigate human trafficking. After arriving in Chengdu, I received information from Brother Chi in Tubo.
After hearing the news about the activities in the country, I went to the plateau and happened to see Brother Chi and a large group of people arriving in Khotan. I knew that there must be a big deal, so I snuck behind you and came here. The last thing you should do is to do it without knowing the situation clearly.
, instructing some local people to come to the hotel to deal with me, so that I was forced to reveal my identity. This is your mistake, and you should bear it."
The Tibetan masters and Chi Shangstair heard you looking at me, confused.
The reason why Long Ying spent so much trouble was that he didn't know where they hid the people and goods. The last thing he wanted to happen was that he was afraid of a repeat of the situation in the tributary of the Jinsha River, when Chi went upstairs to escape and killed people and silenced them, making more than ten people miserable.
The woman's body sank to the bottom of the river. Everyone knew that with a large number of weak women, they could not escape very far. But if they were buried alive, they could easily escape without verification. Long Ying was even more sure that this was the biggest crime in the past ten years.
There is no room for error in our business, so we don’t have to worry about them not giving in. (To be continued...)