man in the mirror

As soon as he arrived downstairs, his figure disappeared into the vast night like a puff of night fog.

I counted the change I had with me, and my heart sank, I hailed a taxi and went straight to the Black Rose Bar.

When I arrived at the Black Rose Bar, it was just after 9 o'clock, and I looked around vigilantly, and then walked into the bar that was full of feasting and feasting.

The neon lights with strange tones danced with the restless music, making people dizzy.The reveling men and women on the dance floor twisted their bodies and screamed crazily, and some masked waiters passed by with drinks.

Finally, among the crowd of demons dancing wildly, I found that familiar figure.

He obviously saw me too, turned his head and gave me a provocative smile, and then walked into the depths of the crowd.

"Hey, handsome guy, let's dance together!" I was about to chase after me when a drunken mature woman in black suspenders wobbled and stopped me.

I avoided her anxiously: "Excuse me, let me go over."

The drunken woman grabbed my hand and said, "Come on, dance, don't be shy haha!"

Seeing that familiar figure was gradually blocked by layers of crowds and was almost invisible, I threw this annoying woman away and said, "Let me go!"

Maybe it was because of inertia, maybe it was because I used too much force, the woman fell to the ground and sat on the ground in a daze.

The people dancing around avoided, I ignored their pointing eyes, and chased him in the direction he was going.

At the end of the crowded crowd was a narrow door leading to the back street from the bar. Without thinking, I pushed open the door and walked out.

Standing on the narrow and dark street, a gust of cool wind blows, making people shiver.

The hustle and bustle in the bar was in stark contrast to the silence of the back street. I looked around and said with a drawn out voice, "Where are you? Hurry up and come out!"

Unexpectedly, a delicate female voice came over: "Ah, it's really rude to yell at girls like this."

A girl in a lavender purple chiffon dress and carefully groomed waist-length curly hair came over from behind a pillar and looked at me disdainfully: "I thought you didn't dare to come Well, BITCH."

I suppressed my anger and said in a deep voice, "You are sister Hexi?"

Hexi Ziman sneered: "I can't bear this senior sister Sheng. Did you use this kind of pitiful trick to hook up with my Zhezai?"

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't do such a thing?" I smiled sarcastically.

Hexi Ziman slapped me, but I turned my head to avoid it. She said with jealous eyes: "You dare to do it, but you dare not admit it? Be smart for my old lady, and leave Zhezai as soon as possible, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

The rebellious psychology prompted me to fight back against her: "If I don't leave the senior, what can you do to me?"

Hexi Ziman laughed back angrily, folded his hands and looked like he was holding the winning ticket, and said: "You just fell in love with Zhezai's family background, and you want money, right? I have investigated it, and seducing a man from a rich family is a big deal. One point, it's exactly the same as your watery mother."

I froze and said expressionlessly, "What do you mean?"

"Your legendary Kefu's mother is actually a black widow, right? — Kill the newlywed husband, and then you can get a generous pension. Relying on your beauty, you can then look for the next rich target, and repeat."

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Hexi Ziman laughed mockingly: "Well, I'm right?"

"What's your expression?..." Gradually, her expression changed from smug to confused, and finally lost all blood, showing a look of extreme horror, and kept backing away.

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When I came back to my senses, Hexi Ziman had already collapsed in the corner of the cold and dirty back street.

I squatted down slowly, tried her breath, and then saw the lump formed on her forehead due to repeated violent impacts, and the dirty blood stained her delicately made-up cheeks.

I took a breath and slid on the floor: "How... how..."

A cool air blew past my earlobe, and that devilish voice bewitched: "This kind of woman, death is not a pity, right, Qianqiu?"

I grabbed the man next to me who looked exactly like me, and shouted in a broken voice, "You killed her? You killed her!..."

The man sighed softly, hugged me, patted my head comfortingly, and said helplessly: "Yes, I killed this annoying woman. I killed her for you and solved a problem, okay? "

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"Don't be so useless, get out of here before the police arrive."

The last memory is chaotic, and I only vaguely remember that I followed him and fled this back street where dirty secrets were buried.