A woman with a good face came to Zhuang Wuming in a dark red evening gown with an open chest and backless face, a smile on her lips.
"Mr. Zhuang, would you like to dance a song?"
With slender arms, white skin, and looming deep grooves, the beauty in front of her can be said to be a ripe apple, filled with a kind of temptation of lust.
Blurred eyes looked at Zhuang Wuming with half a smile, as if he could lead him away as long as he hooked his hand.
But Zhuang Wuming is not an ordinary person. Although he has never experienced such a battle, he has seen the cruelty and killing in the dream world, and he really has no interest in such things.
Smiling faintly, "It's a pity, I can't dance."
The woman was not annoyed when she heard this, and still had a half-smile expression on her lips, "That's really a pity."
As he spoke, he passed by Zhuang Wuming, his great chest brushed along his arm, and a faint voice came into Zhuang Wuming's ears.
"I really want to try your taste."
Zhuang Wuming raised his eyebrows, and his heart moved, "It's really amazing. Ordinary people may not be able to resist her temptation."
With clear eyes, he glanced around and looked at Hongling, who was having a very happy chat with Tang Yuling. It shouldn't end in a short time.
Turn around and walk to an unmanned corner, where there is a separate sofa and coffee table.
Sitting there with a glass of champagne, he looked coldly at the people at the dance party around him.
This is a paradise for men to hunt for beauty, a place for celebrities to hook up with rich people, and it is also a battlefield for various deals to be concluded.
War of words, feasting and feasting.
Along with the music, this place gave Zhuang Wuming a completely strange feeling. He was like a lone wolf, living outside the pack, feeling a natural sense of loneliness.
At this time, there was a commotion, and a man holding a moon in front of the gate walked in, attracting Zhuang Wuming's attention.
His pupils shrank, and he felt a sense of vigilance. The person who came was none other than Ming Wuji.
Ming Wuji is the son of one of the four great families, the Ming family.
His arrival seemed to ignite the whole place, and many people walked towards him, as if they wanted to establish some connections and show off their faces.
Tang Lingyu and Hongling naturally saw it, and Tang Lingyu smiled and said, "Xiao Hongling, you are in trouble."
Hong Ling looked at Ming Wuji, a cold light flashed in her eyes, "Humph, it's too early for him to cause trouble for me."
"Well, you have confidence in the person you choose."
There was a trace of calmness in Hong Ling's eyes, "That guy is very strange. His strength improves very quickly. Every time I see him, I feel that he is different, so I have confidence in him."
"Three days ago, in terms of pure physical fitness, he was definitely no match for Ming Wuji, but now he is no longer afraid of Ming Wuji."
Tang Yuling was stunned when she heard this, and then her eyes flashed, "I'm afraid his talent is extraordinary."
Hong Ling nodded, "Yes, I think so too."
Ming Wuji was tall and tall, wearing a pure white suit, and came to Tang Yuling and Hongling like a noble prince.
I saw him smiling slightly at Tang Yuling, and said gracefully, "Miss Tang, I haven't seen you for a while, you have become even more beautiful."
Tang Yuling responded calmly, "Master Ming praised me."
Ming Wuji didn't care about Tang Yuling's indifference and kept smiling, "Recently there has been a friction between our two businesses. I will come to talk to Miss Tang on behalf of the Ming family. I don't know when Miss Tang will have time."
Tang Yuling narrowed her eyes slightly, "Is this a matter? Yes, Mr. Ming can come to my company to discuss it in detail tomorrow."
Ming Wuji raised his glass as a slight gesture of goodwill, "Then I'll go there tomorrow."
After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Hong Ling, "Miss Hong Ling, one day is like three autumns after not seeing you for a day, I really miss her so much."
Hong Ling sneered again and again, "What's there to miss? We don't have any relationship at all."
Ming Wuji smiled broadly and said, "Miss Hongling, why would you refuse someone thousands of miles away? It seems that you have to defeat the person who led you before you can face the reality."
As he spoke, his eyes turned to the direction of Zhuang Wuming, with a cold light in his eyes, and he walked towards Zhuang Wuming with a hint of evil aura.
Everyone around them saw something was wrong, and no one said anything nonsense, but just watched the changes in the situation quietly.
Some guys who were worried about the world being in chaos even had their eyes twinkling, looking very interested.
Zhuang Wuming looked at Ming Wuji walking towards him with a calm expression. If he was worried before, he didn't care at all now.
His physical fitness is not lower than that of his opponent at all, and some of his statistics even surpass his opponent's. In a real fight, he has a great chance of winning, as long as the opponent cannot use skills.
His eyes swept over Ming Wuji, and there was no change in his attributes. It was obvious that he had not hunted monsters in the past three days, which made him feel more relieved.
Ming Wuji came to Zhuang Wuming with a sneer, "Zhuang Wuming, you seem to be the chairman of the Black Mountain Security Company. I wonder how good your skills are."
"I doubt that as the chairman of a Montenegro security company, if you can't protect yourself, how can you protect others."
Zhuang Wuming glanced at him, "It's not that bad, but it's true that he is better than you."
Since the other party made it clear that they were looking for trouble, Zhuang Wuming would naturally not give in. Even if he gave in, there would be no good results, so it was better to be tough to the end.
Ming Wuji's eyes showed a cold light, "Okay, Mr. Zhuang's tone is very strong, but I just don't know if his skills are as good as that."
"Miss Tang is holding a dance party today. How could she not add to the fun? I wonder if Mr. Zhuang would dare to have a martial arts competition with me to add some color."
Hong Ling came to Zhuang Wuming at this time. When she heard Ming Wuji's challenge, her face darkened, "Ming Wuji, you are too presumptuous. This is a dance held by Yu Ling. Do you want to ruin it?"
Hearing this, Ming Wuji laughed and said, "Miss Hongling, didn't you hear clearly? I just asked Mr. Zhuang to compete with me in martial arts and teach me skills to add to the fun of the dance."
"How can you say it's ruining the situation? Hong Ling, you are too worried."
Looking around, he said, "Do you guys think so?"
At this time, a few people in the crowd would feel sorry for themselves when they saw Ming Wuji's eyes, knowing that this was an opportunity to climb onto the high branches of the Ming family.
"Young Master Ming is right. In this world, martial arts are respected, and it is common for them to compete in martial arts for fun."
"Master Ming and Mr. Zhuang are both martial arts masters. This is a grand event."
"Yes, yes..."
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There was a chorus of voices all around, fearing that the world would be in chaos, each with their own agenda. Hong Ling's angry face turned blue, and a trace of gloom appeared on her beautiful face.
She knew that this was Ming Wuji's attempt to undermine Zhuang Wuming's confidence first, to suppress him before the real fight began, and would definitely hit him hard if he could.
With a hint of danger in her eyes, Hong Ling looked at Ming Wuji and showed real murderous intent. Even if the other person was a descendant of the Ming family, if she was really annoyed, she would definitely take action.