The Dark King

"Sir, please."

At the entrance of the Moulin Rouge, a few women dressed in **** clothes, bright and beautiful women shouted, and there was a sense of fascination between the eyes, and they were specially trained.

Du Di'an looked arrogant, passing through a few women, came to the ticket office in the hall, swept the price of the above, and looked back at Barton.

Barton understood Dudian’s meaning and whispered: “The ballroom on the second floor.”

Du Dian nodded and said to the young girl behind the counter: "Give me two tickets for the second floor dance." After that, four silver coins were handed out, and the price of each ticket was equal to the average resident's salary for one month.

The young girl is acting very well and quickly collects the money to pay the ticket.

"Sir, please, please." The waiter waiting next to the road is respectful.

Du Di'an saw that the service was so thoughtful, and he was quite satisfied with his heart. He walked behind the maid and walked to Barton and said, "Two of us."

"Inside it." Barton's face was red.

Du Di An smiled and said: "You are the most honest."

Barton scratched his head. At this time, the two walked down the wooden steps to the second floor. The Moulin Rouge was dark and bright, and the young aristocrats who came out from the inside met from time to time. They wore **** female companions on their arms and laughed and chatted. Leave here.

"It's here, the two young masters please." The maid came to a door, and the slender arm took the initiative to extend, pushing away the heavy door and respecting Du Di'an.

At the moment when the door was opened, melodious music came out from inside.

Dudian and Barton entered together, and there was a counter at the entrance to the room. There were many masks behind the counter, which was a masked dance.

"Welcome to the light, the two young masters." The two sweet-looking girls at the counter smiled and said: "Please ask the two young masters to choose a mask they like."

Du Dian glanced at the back of the counter and asked for a mask of a green monster. Barton picked a falcon mask and then entered the ballroom in the room.

The room is extremely large. At this moment, with the melodious music, some young gentlemen dressed in masks, carrying some graceful figure, danced gently in the ballroom.

Barton raised his hand and pointed his finger and said: "Yes."

Du Di'an had already looked forward to it. From the sense of smell, he could find Vikander. He saw wearing a white gentleman's suit and was holding a tall and wonderful figure. He swayed gently in the corner, but his palm was not honestly on the other's back. ** stroking and kneading up and down.

Du Di'an showed a smile on his face and said: "Call the two to go to the bathroom and wait."

Barton was slightly stunned, but he nodded and turned to hide in the crowd.

Du Dian waved a waiter not far away. The waiter carried the fruit plate and the wine. Du Di Anto took a glass of red wine and walked all the way from the crowd to the dark corner of the light. Seeing the two relying on each other to bow down Speaking in words, it is very invested, and the smile on the face is getting a bit stronger, and the wine is poured from the knees of Vikander.

Vikander, who was obsessed with the smell of the beauty in his arms, suddenly felt a little cold under his arm, and looked back, suddenly found that the clothes were wet, and stood next to a figure wearing a green monster head, holding a wine glass A pair of hands cluttered.

"Sorry, sorry." Du Dian lowered his throat and said quickly.

Vikander was furious and said, "How long is your eyes?"

"Sorry, sorry, slipped."

"Damn" Vikander is so angry that he can't help but teach the man who is rash.

The enchanting woman in her arms, wearing a white cat face mask, heard the words of Du Di'an, saw apologize again and again, but although she was not happy, she still held Vikande's cheek and said, "Dear, count. So, don't affect our mood."

Vikander saw her persuasion, and the anger gradually suppressed. He glanced at Du Dian and turned to the woman: "I will clean up first, you wait for me."

"Well, go ahead." The woman kissed her face on her face.

The anger on Vikande’s face suddenly disappeared, shaking the wet clothes and saying to her: “I will go back immediately, wait for me.” After that, turn and leave, push the crowd and leave quickly.

Du Di'an mixed into the crowd and quietly followed.

The restroom here is also connected to the toilet. There are several tubs in the washroom. The wooden spoon is used to drench the water. The toilet is also separated. The inside is not a toilet. It is a toilet similar to a toilet. It is made of a huge wooden board. Spread at the height of the seat, a round shape is hollowed out in the middle of the board, and a sewage pipe is connected below.

Du Di'an saw that he had already waited for Barton here, and there was Kruen and Joseph next to him. Although he wore a mask, the smell made Du Di'an recognize it for the first time.

In front of the tub next to it, Vikander is taking off his coat and wringing out the wine.

At this moment, there was no one here. Du Dian gave a look to the three people, then walked behind Vikkan, saw that he was **** his clothes, and did not notice himself. It seemed to be only the person who came to the bathroom.

Du Di'an decisively shot, the back of the neck of a hand knife.

With a bang, Vikander couldn’t get it, his head fell and his body softened.

Dudian will quickly hold it, hugged it into the toilet next to it, closed the door, and said to the outside Barton three people: "Outside the whistle." Saying, peeling off the coat and mask of Vikande, with his coat and mask. Replace, then replace your coat and mask and push the door of the toilet.

The three-person Barton, who was out of the whistle, saw Dudian, who was out, and was scared. Dudian immediately said, "It’s me." He said, throwing the soft Vikande to the three, saying: "Pretend to get drunk." Go, leave, go to the front to open the whistle, take the carriage."

The three people of Barton acted for the first time, and they were frightened. Seeing that Vikander’s body was still hot, without a wound, he was relieved and took it away.

Du Di'an finished the whole clothes and returned to the ball, and soon found the woman wearing a white cat face mask.

"Come back." The white cat face mask woman smiled and said: "Where are we going to play later?"

Du Dian pointed his finger at it.

White cat face mask woman looking up.

Du Di'an's other hand flew quickly, unloading a string of golden necklaces on her neck, quietly into the palm of her hand, retracting and throwing it into the pocket of the trousers. This stealing method was from a thief in prison. Learned.

The white cat face mask woman did not notice it. When she looked up, she took back her eyes and gently slammed Du Di'an's chest with her hand. "You don't go upstairs. You didn't have such bad things before." ,