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Chapter 223 It's not too late to regret

At around 8:30 pm, Yan Ling took a taxi to the downstairs of a building, then took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Zeyu.

"Master Zhang, I'm downstairs."

"Wait, I'll come down to pick you up right away."

Yan Ling stood at the door of Ginkgo Building and looked at the luxury cars passing nearby. Although he was not interested in these extraneous things, he could still tell from the cool colors and stylish shapes that they were the cars that ordinary people dream of.

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Looking up again, under the vast starry sky, the neon lights of the Ginkgo Building are flashing and dazzling. The whole building seems to be in a fairyland, which is extremely eye-catching.

"Yan Ling, this way!"

Just as Yan Ling was sizing up his surroundings, Zhang Zeyu's voice came from behind him. Yan Ling turned around and saw that Zhang Zeyu was waving to him with a coquettish look on his face.

"Why are you here?"

After walking to Zhang Zeyu in a few steps, Yan Ling had a trace of doubt on his face. He had heard of the Ginkgo Building before. The people who came in and out of this place were all the top prodigal kids in the city. Zhang Zeyu would not come here normally.

It's not that Zhang Zeyu can't support the consumption here, but because there are many families here who are better off than Zhang Zeyu, Zhang Zeyu here doesn't dare to go out in the name of Young Master Zhang!

"I heard there is a good show here tonight, so I asked you to come over and have a look."

Zhang Zeyu led Yan Ling towards the Ginkgo Building, and at the same time explained to Yan Ling: "I heard that an extraordinary fighting competition is about to be held, and there are quite a few young and old ladies coming tonight."

"Extraordinary fighting?"

The corners of Yan Ling's eyes twitched, and he suddenly understood. If nothing unexpected happened, this battle should be closely related to extraordinary beings. Only gatherings in this area could attract young masters and ladies from various families to the scene.

Zhang Zeyu nodded and said, "I heard they are two inhuman beings."

Now Yan Ling was completely convinced, and he was looking forward to the next party.

During the conversation, the elevator reached the floor that Zhang Zeyu pressed. Zhang Zeyu took the lead and led the way: "This is a good place. Not only is the night beautiful, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Chengdu night scene. More importantly, there are many beautiful women."

, even celebrities are there.”

Speaking of this, Zhang Zeyu's eyes seemed to be shining with light, his expression suddenly became extremely vulgar, and he looked at Yan Ling with a look that you know, leaving Yan Ling extremely speechless.

He was not uninterested in women, but the possibility of a woman who caught his eye appearing in a place like this was extremely slim.

In the Tang Dynasty world and the Naruto world, Yan Ling has seen too many outstanding women, such as Huan Huan, Shi Feixuan, Tsunade, Shang Xiuxun... Could it be that these women were born from the aura of heaven and earth? Ordinary women have no way to compete with them.

Comparable.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator door, the loud music reached Yan Ling's ears, followed by bright lights and loud dance music, making the atmosphere on this floor extremely warm.

"Welcome both bosses!"

Standing at the entrance of the elevator to greet guests was a row of beauties in sexy uniforms with long white legs exposed. A row of beauties spoke in clear oriole-like voices, bending slightly to reveal rows of snow-white peaks that stimulated the men's eyes.

As a real veteran driver, Zhang Zeyu was very familiar with the road and directly led Yan Ling towards the inside. He crossed the corridor in a few steps and found a dance floor inside. The swaying lights and music came from the dance floor.

The entire dance floor was crowded with people at the moment. Young women in scantily clad clothing were shuttled back and forth, swaying crazily on the dance floor while the men around them stared at them.

Outside are young and old ladies who are neatly dressed and look elegant. Even if these people are not of such a character, they must act calmly on such occasions and not be too unrestrained.

And this is also the reason why Zhang Zeyu doesn't want to hang out with these people. Everyone is there, and he can easily attract everyone's attention just by wandering around.

However, these are not the things that caught Yan Ling's attention. What really caught Yan Ling's attention here was the arena in the center of the dance floor. It was a large arena with a side length of nearly 20 meters. There was a transparent glass partition around the outside of the arena.

, except for those with permission, no one can enter it privately.

"That's the fighting ring tonight?" Yan Ling pointed at the big ring with some surprise in his eyes. Such a big ring doesn't match the overall temperament of this place!

Zhang Zeyu nodded and said: "Yes, I heard that the owner of this place built it specially for tonight's fighting competition. There was no such thing here before."

Yan Ling shook his head immediately after hearing this. He couldn't quite understand the thoughts of these rich people. Looking at the overall decoration here, after tonight's fight, either the big arena will be demolished, or this floor will be renovated.

Yan Ling could only sigh at the waywardness of rich people after spending so much energy just for a fight. Of course, there might be some mystery in it that he, a poor man, could not figure out.

"This way."

Zhang Zeyu led Yan Ling toward the front and stopped at the entrance of a passage. There were two security guards standing here. They let Yan Ling go after he showed his membership card.

Zhang Zeyu and Yan Ling sat down in a booth near the dance floor. The waiter immediately brought the drinks. After a while, a row of girls who were more exposed than outside came in, but they were immediately chased away by Zhang Zeyu.

He knew Yan Ling's character, and he couldn't ruin his reputation in such a large public.

"Hey, by the way, how did you come up with the idea of ​​coming to watch the fighting? You didn't have this hobby before, right?"

Yan Ling picked up the wine glass and asked calmly while looking at the scenery on the dance floor.

Zhang Zeyu sighed softly first, and then replied: "You must have heard some things recently. The days from now on may not be so good."

"I came here today just to confirm whether the recent rumors on the Internet are true."

After hearing this, Yan Ling put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "Are you getting anxious now? Why did you go there earlier? I asked you to practice martial arts with me back then, but you didn't want to. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so worried now."

"Who says it's not the case! I really regret it now."

Zhang Zeyu drank three glasses of wine in a row, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

Even if children from rich families like Zhang Zeyu and others have not encountered extraordinary things, they have already understood some truths hidden in the dark through various channels.

Zhang Zeyu came to participate in this event tonight just to make himself completely give up.

"Fortunately, it's not too late!" Yan Ling added a glass of wine for the two of them, then clinked the glasses and said, "I've also had some adventures recently. If you want to develop in this direction, you can just come to my house to find me."

"real?"

Zhang Zeyu quickly swallowed the drink in his throat and looked at Yan Ling in shock.

Yan Ling didn't say anything, just lightly pinched the edge of the booth table.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound sounded, and in Zhang Zeyu's shocked eyes, an irregular gap was suddenly pinched out by Yan Ling on the edge of the iron table.

"This... is awesome! Master Ling!"

Zhang Zeyu cursed and looked at Yan Ling with sparkling eyes.

As friends with Yan Ling for many years, although Zhang Zeyu has not practiced Chinese martial arts, he does not have the slightest understanding of this aspect. Because of this, Zhang Zeyu understands the meaning of Yan Ling's hand. (To be continued)


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