Under the shining of colorful lights, Moran, who had changed into a long red dress, took the stage. Pang Wei's hand holding the flowers couldn't help but tremble. Everyone present knew that the young master of Zhonghe Hall was passionately pursuing Moran.
Wearing a red dress, the charming Moran and Pang Wei even thought that Charlie had come back to life again.
Moran's temperament and appearance are very similar to Charlie. From the first time Pang Wei saw Moran, Pang Wei was deeply attracted.
The death of the three Hongmen elders, who all came to Shanghai to support them, did not make Pang Wei fear for his safety. If he could get Mo Lan's favor, even death would be worth it.
Pang Wei had already waited at his exclusive VIP seat in the front row with ninety-nine red roses in his arms. Moran on the stage looked like a fairy under the light. A sad song "Sadness" made the people below him
People stopped breathing, heartbroken. Mo Lan sang and shed tears unconsciously, "You can't love each other when you are in love, it makes you cry..." What he sang was a song, but the lines were his own.
Moran's heavenly voice exaggerated the sadness to the extreme. At the end of the song, the audience was still deeply immersed in the sorrow and lingering. They even forgot about the applause. The sadness was inexplicable. Moran's sad eyes were piercing.
It hurt his heart, and Pang Wei felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.
After the song ended, Moran stood on the stage in front of the erected microphone, her crystal tears shining under the light. Moran just stood there. She had prepared several songs, but her mood
Sad, I can’t sing the songs that follow no matter what
The manager of Greater Shanghai noticed Moran's strange behavior and took the lead in applauding. The audience below stood up and applauded enthusiastically, as if they had just woken up from a dream.
Pang Wei knew it was time for him to go on stage. In full view of everyone, Pang Wei, who was wearing a black shirt and holding flowers in his hands, walked affectionately to Moran and grabbed the microphone from the host next to him.
"Dear listeners, my name is Pang Wei. Ever since I first saw Miss Moran in Shanghai, Miss Moran's figure has been deeply engraved in my heart. It makes me crazy, crazy, and I miss her day and night.
I know that I have deeply grieved Miss Moran, and I know that she is my other half. Today I muster up the courage and sincerely hope that Miss Moran will give me a chance!"
After Pang Wei finished speaking affectionately, he knelt on one knee in front of Moran, holding flowers in both hands. The host and manager were very embarrassed. No one expected this scene to happen. Pang Wei was not someone they could offend, so they
I could only stand there helplessly with my hands folded.
Mo Lan looked at the infatuated man in front of him with tears streaming down his face. This was already the third time Pang Wei had courted him, but his heart had long been occupied by the man who didn't love him. Looking at Pang Wei's infatuated eyes, Mo Lan couldn't help but cry.
Lan was very confused in her heart, "Xiao Lan, give me a chance, please? Believe me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life." Pang Wei looked at Mo Lan and said sincerely
The audience below also started to boo. Everyone knew that Pang Wei was determined to pursue Moran, and they all shouted: "Accept! Accept!..."
Mo Lan looked down and saw that Lin Jiale was making gestures to him, meaning that he wanted to promise. Mo Lan felt a chill in his heart. He gritted his teeth and took the flowers from Pang Wei. His tears dripped on the roses, which were particularly bright, "Pang Wei,
I promise you, we will be dating from today on!" The crowd suddenly cheered.
Pang Wei stood up happily. After being rejected n times, Moran finally agreed to date him. Pang Wei was so excited that he didn't know what to do. Moran had already turned around and left the venue with the flowers in his arms. Pang Wei quickly followed.
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Lin Jiale nodded with satisfaction, and his plan took another step forward. With Mo Lan as an undercover agent, any news about Zhonghetang can be easily obtained in the future. Lin Jiale strode out of Shanghai, got into the RV and left.
Deng Long checked a lot of information about the technique of lowering the head. This "little ghost surrender" is indeed powerful. Chinese Taoism also has ghost-raising techniques, but they are generally used to change Feng Shui and eliminate disasters, such as five ghosts to bring wealth, etc.
Raising ghosts is actually very dangerous. In addition to the complicated process, the ghosts raised are often prone to backfire on the owner, causing bloody disasters. Generally, only monks with extremely high virtues and moral conduct can raise ghosts. Ordinary people would never dare to touch them.
'Little Ghost Falling' is another extremely cruel head-lowering technique. Some advanced head-lowering masters soak the newborn babies of pregnant women in a blood altar made with secret techniques, supplemented by Zihe chariot to nourish them.
Two years later, the body of the imp in the blood altar grew up and broke out of the altar. The head-lowering master then used the head-lowering technique to control this kind of imp with supernatural powers. The imp was very powerful and bloodthirsty and ferocious. If the cultivation level was not high, he would probably be killed.
Backlash
What troubled Deng Long was that this kind of imp was neither a ghost nor a zombie. It was half human and half ghost. He couldn't think of a way to deal with it for a while.
Just when Deng Long was dizzy, Li Kangkai came to the Yin and Yang Detective Agency. As soon as Li Kangkai came in, he fell down on the big chair and gasped with an unhappy expression, with a look of anger on his face.
"Captain Li, what's going on? Are those killers unwilling to confess?" Deng Long took out his cigarette case and smoked a cigarette, threw one to Li Kangkai, took two puffs and asked
"His grandma's, not to mention the killer confessed. The person they contacted was a gangster named Changmao from the Ax Gang. Just when they wanted to catch this Changmao, his grandma's was actually silenced. The body was just removed from Huangpu this morning.
It was fished out of the river! The clues that we finally found were lost like this. It’s so fucking annoying!” Li Kangkai sat up and lit a cigarette while cursing.
Deng Long smiled. If he were Lin Jiale, he would kill people and silence them. It seems that Lin Jiale is really not simple.
"Look at today's newspapers. I guess everyone in Shanghai now belongs to Lin De's family." Li Kangkai was so angry that he threw the newspaper at Deng Long and took a long drag on his cigarette.
'Mayor Huang was beaten in the street, and the Hongmen murderer repented and surrendered!' The front page of Shanghai Daily printed several ferocious faces: "His grandma, even before she was elected mayor, she started to use tricks to find a few scapegoats.
, put the shit basin on Hongmen's head," Li Kangkai said
Deng Long frowned. Isn't it clear that Hongmen will not be able to survive in the black and white circles? Hongmen is currently in a precarious situation, and it is dangerous to be labeled as such again.
"Huang Baisheng is also an idiot. He actually suspected that it was done by people from Hongmen. He has sent his cousin, Fatty Huang from the patrol room, to fabricate evidence for Hongmen all day long to bring down Hongmen." Li Kangkai breathed
He took a puff of cigarette and said angrily
"Brother Li, how did you express your stance on the concession! If the consul of the concession doesn't speak, I think they still dare not touch Hongmen." Deng Long touched his nose and thought for a moment.
"Huang Baisheng was beaten. Isn't this a slap in the face to the consul of the concession? Who doesn't know that the mayor of Shanghai is a dog raised in the concession? Ambassador William has sent additional guns to the patrol room! It seems that he is going to take action." Li Kangkai said
No taboo, when his temper comes, he will burst into anger and pour out all the dissatisfaction in his heart.
"Over at the concession, Zhonghetang is the most familiar. Why don't you ask Mr. Pang to say hello!" Deng Long said. It is true that Huang Baisheng and Zhonghetang both rely on the concession, and Pang Zhonghe still doesn't care what he says.
"It's no use. Lin Jiale killed two birds with one stone this time. Those 'fake murderers' insisted that their backstage was Hongmen, and Hongmen's friend Councilor Hong, one of the three major mayoral candidates, was directly accused of being behind the scenes.
The instigator Huang Baisheng will definitely not let go of this opportunity to move to Hong Council. Councilor Hong has been monitored by the police station. It is estimated that the mayoral candidate is out of the question. Now in Shanghai, only Lin Jiale is qualified to compete with Huang Baisheng.
I heard that Lin Jiale has been very close to Yamamoto from the Japanese concession recently, and he probably wants to use the power of the Japanese to compete with Huang Baisheng," Li Kangkai analyzed
Deng Long frowned. The Japanese were not a good person. When they were in the Qing Dynasty, they carried out the Lushun Massacre. Although they were insignificant, they were ruthless. However, the largest concession force in Shanghai is still the French Concession. It seems that the Japanese
I want to take advantage of this mayoral election to compete with the French Concession.
"Hey! Shanghai Beach is such a fucking mess. It will be great if we can be the masters of our own affairs sometime!" Deng Long said with emotion.
Labor is glorious! Chapter 2 is here, I wish you all a happy holiday!