The Magic City is a dazzling pearl in this era of entertainment to death. People can only see the feasting and feasting of the Oriental Pearl Tower, but they cannot see the mud and sand in the Huangpu River.
There are also shadows under the light, and evil is always around us.
The red Ferrari is like a bloody arrow, piercing the tranquility under the sunset. Hongqiao Gubei is a famous wealthy area in Shanghai, and many entertainment stars are also concentrated here.
With a low roar, the sports car slowly parked opposite a villa. On both sides of the surrounding roads, there were many sports cars and luxury cars such as Lamborghini, Ferrari, and Maserati.
The door of the Ferrari opened, and a young man wearing a hood looked around, then carried a red wine box and walked towards the villa opposite.
Two young men in sportswear, wearing headphones and jogging, passed by the young man in the hood.
The hooded young man rang the doorbell at the door of the villa, and soon the side door of the villa opened. That person was Ma Qijun.
"Master Fang, I'm leaving you alone."
"I can't help it, my dad is at home these days."
"Okay, let's not talk about those unhappy things. Today I made an appointment with Zhao Mengting." Ma Qijun rubbed his hands and smiled.
"Yes! Qi Jun, how did you succeed?" Mr. Fang narrowed his eyes even more.
"I thought she was a chaste and fierce woman, but I didn't expect that the next time I asked her to be a heroine, she would lie down like a dog..." Ma Qijun laughed and said, "It's a pity that it has been exploited by others."
"There are a few women in the entertainment industry who are clean and not covered in sweat. It's pretty good. I don't know which old guy got the advantage." Fang Shao replied strangely.
Ma Qijun smiled lewdly and said, "Your last sentence brought your father with you."
"Haha, no one in the circle knows about his affairs, so let's not talk about him." Young Master Fang was obviously a little unhappy when talking about his father.
"We won't go home until we get drunk tonight. Dake is here too. I got some good things from the south."
The villa is brightly lit.
Men and women were indulgent, Ma Qijun shook the red wine glass, and then took out a packet of white powder and a large packet of leaves.
"Master Fang, would you like to try some ice?"
Mr. Fang hesitated for a moment, then took the small bag of white powder, poured a little bit on the playing cards, then took the playing cards to the side of his nose, pressed one nostril, and inhaled hard.
Suddenly his nostrils went numb, and then a sense of nausea came over him. He felt a sense of ecstasy, and the divergent pupils were surrounded not by people, but by devils with distorted faces.
The punk-style Da Ke also smoked a pack of playing cards, and then got into trouble with a young girl. He seemed to have no sense of human shame and performed the most primitive animal sports in front of more than a dozen people.
The exhilarating sound and violent rock music excited everyone so much that they seemed to be possessed. Some people picked up playing cards and smoked ice, while others rolled up leaves and smoked.
The dark side of human beings is covered by the thick darkness of night. At this moment, they are the embodiment of evil.
Ma Qijun laughed proudly, looking at the bizarre world in front of him, venting his desires.
Zhao Mengting also had a dull look on her face at this time, and she even couldn't control the drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.
…
Outside the villa.
The two young men who had passed Mr. Fang before jogged past the door of the villa again.
"Head, the target has been entered."
A rough command immediately came from the earphones: "Everyone, take action."
"receive."
A dozen plainclothesmen rushed out from all directions, and there were also a dozen plainclothesmen behind the villa.
After a while, the sirens rang throughout Hongqiao Gubei, making the Huangpu River even more turbid and making some people in Hongqiao Gubei restless.
More than a dozen police cars with flashing red and blue lights surrounded the villa, and cordons were pulled up. Many people gathered outside the cordons, watching the excitement and discussing.
Inside the villa.
Wang Dalong, director of the Hongqiao branch of the magical city, looked at the scene of corruption, frowned and ordered: "Ask the policewoman to come over and separate the women into clothes."
"yes."
The police officer in charge of technical verification wore gloves and came over with two small bags: "87 grams of ice and 142 grams of marijuana leaves."
"Take all the people back for blood tests, and others will conduct a comprehensive search of the villa. Don't miss every detail." Wang Dalong ordered seriously.
"yes."
Suddenly, a police officer hurried in and whispered in Wang Dalong's ear: "Zhang District called."
"Hmph! As soon as I arrived, he called me. He's so well-informed! Is the Hongqiao branch leaking from all directions?" Wang Dalong sneered.
"Then..." the police officer hadn't finished speaking yet.
Another policewoman ran over and said, "Bureau Wang is in trouble, a bunch of reporters are coming outside."
Wang Dalong suddenly narrowed his eyes. From the moment he received the report, everything seemed to be controlled by an invisible black hand. He led a team to raid Ma Qijun's villa, and reporters rushed there. If no one informed these reporters in advance, it would be impossible to take advantage of the opportunity.
It's so accurate.
As soon as Wang Dalong came out of the villa.
A large group of reporters suddenly felt as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.
"Wang Ju, I'm from Shanghai Daily, would you like to ask if it's true that Ma Qijun gathered a crowd to attract sex?"
"May I ask if the participants this time include Fang Shaolong, Ke Jidong, Zhao Mengting and others?"
"Bureau Wang..." The reporters asked questions like machine guns.
"Everyone, we have indeed arrested a group of drug addicts. We need to further investigate the specific situation. Please wait for the announcement." Wang Dalong could only deal with it first.
But if any of these reporters is not a human being, Wang Dalong said so, then nine times out of ten, it is a sure thing.
Suddenly the place was in an uproar.
The Internet was shocked by the news at the end of May.
In less than two hours, Ma Qijun's popularity skyrocketed to 90,000 miles, occupying the top spot on all major domestic portals.
At the same time, some colorful videos on major video websites were uploaded silently.
At this time, Wangbo was not dead, Bizhan was starting to emerge, Tudou, Youku, and iQiyi were all leading the way.
Inside the comment section on the scarf.
"Damn, it's so exciting."
"I didn't expect Zhao Mengting to be so coquettish."
"Is Ma Qijun trying to conquer half of the entertainment industry on his own?"
"What a Dumas."
"Poor Jia Liang, he has Hulun Buir on his head."
"Do you still remember Huang Mingzhe from two months ago? This video can prove his innocence. Everyone has wronged him."
"He is blind and went to save Zhao Mengting, a slut."
"Suck*add to your fandom*, Ma Qijun is about to die!"
"I don't know how Director Ma Da and Fang Silong are going to keep their son waiting for him to eat."
This incident was becoming more and more intense on the Internet, and the Hongqiao Branch of the Magic City had to hold a press conference.
Photos and videos of more than a dozen people including Ma Qijun and Fang Shaolong wearing striped shirts and holding signs were also released by the authorities.
Obviously, the official has directly classified this matter, and now no one can clear up the case.
…
Ma Lingdong hung up the phone flirtatiously, and then cursed angrily with a gloomy face: "You idiot, when you asked for money and a woman, why didn't you say trouble, and now you say trouble?"
Suddenly his secretary rushed in sweating profusely: "Mr. Ma is not well."
"What happened again?" Ma Lingdong cursed angrily.