The long, jet-black hair reached down to her waist. Even though the woman was sitting directly opposite her, the black hair still covered her face tightly.

"I asked him to come." The woman answered Jun'er's doubts with a smile.

"No, you can't do this." Jun'er felt weak all over. The deepest despair welling up from the bottom of my heart quickly filled my heart. Tears welled up from the corners of her eyes drop by drop.

The woman stood up slowly and walked towards her.

"The man named Song is the prey that has been planned for a long time. You want to let him go? This is breaking the rules.

So, I just pretended to be like you and sent him a message, okay? Not only did he come, he also brought two more fresh blood foods. It’s really good.”

They have been targeting people like Song Zhenguo who were born in the dark time for so long, so naturally they will never let anyone go. After all, such people are rare.

Jun'er was in tears, unable to move at all, and allowed the woman to gently touch her face. Then her hand slowly sank into her head, as if inserted into her temple, and began to stir gently. .

As the woman stirred, Jun'er's eyes gradually changed from smart to charming, and then the skin on his body gradually gained a thin layer of attractive luster. There was even a hint of fragrance wafting in the air, an extremely alluring light fragrance.

But the long-haired woman noticed that Jun'er still had that heart-wrenching look of despair in her eyes.

"You should stay alone for the time being and sober up. I'll let someone else do the job for the man named Song." The woman realized something was wrong, quickly retracted her hand, snorted coldly, and disappeared into the side room.

Jun'er was left alone in the room with tears in her eyes.

Song Zhenguo took Chen Jiorong and Lu Sheng onto the painting boat.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Chen, Mr. Lu, today is a great day. Your program has been arranged, and we are just waiting for you three to come." As soon as they got on the boat, the boat lady came up to them with a smile.

"Where's Jun'er?" Song Zhenguo asked with a smile.

"I'm still dressing up. Mr. Song must take pity on me today." The boat girl said with a soft voice and a smile.

"It's easy to talk about!" Song Zhenguo couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and he led Lu Sheng and Chen Jiorong into a private room prepared in advance.

The three of them sat down, the night outside the window was misty, and there was a faint moonlight shining in like gauze and falling on the windowsill.

The boat girl did not leave. After bringing three people into the room, she clapped her hands together, and suddenly a series of veiled women entered the room.

These women all wore real three-point underwear, with white tube tops on their upper bodies, and only a piece of tulle on their lower bodies covering between their legs. The tulle was still light green and translucent.

All the women are graceful and well-proportioned. Even if they are wearing veils, they can still see their pretty faces and delicate features.

One of the women held a pipa, slowly sat in the room, and played it lightly with her bare hands.

The music was melodious, and the three of them were suddenly shaken. Their bodies, which had been a little heated by the costumes of these women, suddenly became more energetic and blood surging.

The sound of the pipa is very soft, like a lover whispering in the ear, and a burst of sweet and soft music slowly flows out. The three of them looked stunned and slightly intoxicated.

Soon, wine and food were served one after another, all of which were about nourishing yin and strengthening yang.

Song Zhenguo's face was rosy, and he smiled and kept urging Lu Sheng and Chen Jiaorong to eat.

Lu Sheng took two bites and stopped eating more. He just sat there and listened to the music.

The meal lasted for more than an hour. Mei Ji changed the dishes three times, and the three of them drank to their heart's content.

"Speaking of which, originally this boat was not allowed to have skin-to-skin contact, but today is different from the past. The captain of the boat promised me that as long as I ransom Jun'er tonight, the beautiful girls who came out of the boat before would be allowed to The three of us chose to spend the night together." Song Zhenguo said with a proud smile.

"Real or false?" This is also the first time Chen Jiorong has heard of such a thing. "This Huafang has never robbed the brothel business." He said with a surprised look on his face.

"That's why I'm so happy. The beauties here are not something ordinary people can touch. You two good brothers, don't be polite. I have a young lady. I don't care about other women. You can choose one or two." Song Zhenguo laughed.

"This is quite novel." Lu Sheng glanced outside. It was getting late, and he didn't know how much time had passed on the boat. The number of passing customers walking around outside has gradually decreased. There were occasionally a few voices on the deck, but now they are almost gone.

"Why don't we play pot throwing? Today is the Fumigation Festival. If the pot throwing result is good, there will be additional free services." Song Zhenguo has been waiting here for a long time and is very familiar with these rules.

Lu Sheng had no objection, and Chen Jiorong agreed with a smile.

The three of them began to ask the woman who painted the boat to bring in the throwing pots and flower arrows. Song Zhenguo was the first to pick up an arrow and throw it into the pot, while Lu Sheng and Chen Jiorong watched from the side.

Occasionally if he hits the target, the girl next to him will applaud and cheer with a smile. Chen Jiorong was already a little drunk. He put his arms around the most petite girl and laughed softly. The atmosphere was ambiguous.

The method of kettle throwing is to use an arrow to throw an arrow into a pot that looks like a large bottle. It is a popular game that is widely spread among scholars and ordinary people.

Lu Sheng calculated the time and asked the girl beside him casually.

"Aren't you guys still closing up here so late?"

"Yes, it's open." The girl looked at him and smiled.

Lu Sheng looked at her smile and felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. After thinking for a while and having no idea, he continued to look at Song Zhenguo.

The three of them played for a while.

"It's getting late, we should go freshen up, and we'll accompany the young men later." Mei Ji, one of the leading dancers, said with a smile.

"Go ahead, go ahead," Song Zhenguo waved his hand.

The group of beauties filed out of the wing, and the last one gently closed the door. The room suddenly became quiet.

The three of them were sitting on the couch, with all kinds of food and wine in a mess in front of them. There were two wine jars on the side.

"I drank a little too much tonight." Chen Jiorong shook his head.

"Don't delay the business." Song Zhenguo smiled. "Go to the bathroom?"

"I'm going to wash my face."

Lu Sheng shook his head, stood up and left the room.

It was gray and gloomy outside, and outside the wing was the central hall of the building. The doors of the rows of wing rooms were closed, and no girls were seen entering or leaving. Lu Sheng was also a little dizzy after drinking, so he walked towards the latrine.

He went to the hut, washed his face and felt much more awake. He wiped his face and walked out. After just a few steps, he was suddenly startled.

On the ground outside the hut, a section of the light from the hall outside was projected. It's just that the color of the light is a little different from the color he remembered before.

"I remember, the light was yellow before, right?" Lu Sheng squinted his eyes and looked at the bright red halo on the ground.

It was quiet outside, so quiet that there was no sound at all, not even the sound of water waves lapping against the hull of the boat.

Lu Sheng lowered his head and looked carefully at the red light under his feet, then gently raised his legs, walked out of the hut, and returned to the hall.

The hall was silent. The yellow lanterns hanging before were replaced by red lanterns at some point. The faint red light dyed the entire hall one color.

Lu Sheng walked to the guardrail and looked down. The floor he was on was the second floor, and the one below was the first floor. No one could be seen. The few girls and guests who could be seen before entering the hut were all gone now, and only the cold wind blew by.

Lu Sheng frowned slightly. Walk quickly towards the side room.

When he reached the side room, he opened the door and walked in. Chen Jiorong was not there either. He might have gone to the latrine. Song Zhenguo didn't come back, so he might still be in the latrine.

Just as he walked around the corner, he suddenly stared and saw two red lanterns hung in the wing.

Two red lanterns hung quietly above their seats where they were eating and drinking, and no one knew who hung them up.

The open door whined and the wind blew, and the room was silent. Lu Sheng looked at the lantern and then looked around.

"Brother Song? Brother Chen?"

He tried calling twice, but no one answered.

He suddenly remembered the strange red-manufactured ship he had encountered before, and his eyes instantly darkened.

Sitting on his seat, Lu Sheng put his hands on his knees and waited quietly for Song Zhenguo and Chen Jiorong to come back. If they really went to the latrine, they would definitely go back to this room.

After waiting for a short while, suddenly there was a soft sound of footsteps coming from the door of the room.

The footsteps approached slowly and soon stopped at the door of the room, just around the corner where Lu Sheng couldn't see.

"Brother Song?" Lu Sheng stood up slowly and tried to call out.

The man stood at the corner and remained silent.

Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes and put his hand on the handle of the short knife behind his waist. This knife was specially purchased for self-defense. It was only as long as his forearm, and its outline could not be seen in the robe at his waist.

He walked slowly toward the door, his steps gentle.

But just when he stood up, a pale white figure slowly appeared behind Lu Sheng. A blurry white figure, wearing long white clothes, appeared behind Lu Sheng and silently stretched out his claws towards the back of his head.

Chacha

Suddenly Lu Sheng stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the wooden wall and rubbed a faint handprint left on it.

The man in white was stimulated by Jingjing's voice and quickly retracted his claws. Looking at the wooden wall, he realized that the noise was just an accident. He turned back, stretched out his claws, and grabbed Lu Sheng's back and heart again.

Only this time, what it saw was Lu Sheng's turned face, with a pair of astonishingly bright eyes meeting its own.

"What are you doing?" Lu Sheng grinned, revealing a mouth of creepy white teeth.

The man in white was startled, suddenly floated back, and instantly disappeared into the wall behind him.

boom! ! ! !

In an instant, a black figure slammed into the wall, and the silver sword light slashed through the wall like a waterfall.

It's Lu Sheng! !

Without saying a word, he slashed his head with a knife. The huge strength and explosive power made his knife chop through the wall like tofu, and he rushed after the man in white.

The man in white was so horrified that he continued to float through the next room and submerged into the second wall again.

Boom! !

"die!!!"

The violent sound of the wall shattering was even mixed with deafening roars. Lu Sheng chased after him, smashed the wall again with his knife, and pounced on the man in white.

The blood vessels all over his body were faintly protruding and appeared on the surface of his body. The blood in his body was surging. His whole body seemed to expand all of a sudden. It was much larger than his previous size, like a little giant.

The knife he was holding in his hand was like holding a twig compared to his size. The thickness of the blade is not even one third of the forearm.