Chapter 182 Drug Dealer "Ask for a Monthly Ticket"

The dance hall in the hotel is not small, and it can hold two hundred people, not to mention that only fifty or sixty of Tong Xiaoyun's classmates and friends came, so some of them hugged and danced together, nestled in the dark There are also those who talk heart-to-heart in the seat.

I don't know what the purpose is, but the seats in the dance hall are separated by translucent frosted glass. Sitting inside, you can just see the center stage that is much higher than the ground outside, but you can't see it. Other people also sitting elsewhere, good privacy.

Due to the lighting problem on the stage, although it is condescending, it is impossible to see the situation below.

Sitting together with Tong Xiaoyun, Fan Wubing watched the scene on the stage and looked around. He found that there were vague figures everywhere, but he didn't know what people were doing inside, and the rumbling music also covered up the possible sounds. various voices.

"Hey, what do you think they are doing?" Fan Wubing didn't have anything to say, so he asked casually.

Tong Xiaoyun drank her drink and ate melon seeds, glanced to the side boredly, and replied angrily, "What else can I do? Hurry up and make up for the things you didn't have time to do when you were in school?"

When I was in junior high school, I was stupid, and the teachers were strict with me. Only a little sprout was killed in the cradle by the extermination masters. After I entered high school, it was a key high school, and the homework was stressful, so I didn’t have much time to study. Talk about love, so everyone's thoughts are buried. Now I have been mixed in the university or in the society, and I have learned more, what things can be done, and what things can't be done. I am sure in my heart, so it is the belief of many people to seize the time to enjoy themselves in time.

"Hehe, there's not much you can do in this place." Hearing Tong Xiaoyun's words, Fan Wubing suddenly felt a little happy, so he said to her with a smile.

"If you can't do things here, you can continue to do them when you get back to your room." Tong Xiaoyun replied.

after awhile. Then some organizers came over and called everyone to go and play disco. Once the headlights were changed, demons danced wildly in the hall, and the colored lights revolving like revolving lanterns dragged people's shadows out of shape, like little monsters.

Tong Xiaoyun was also writhing on the stage, her long hair was flying around, Fan Wubing was standing beside her, walking back and forth, following the flickering of the lights. It seems to be changing positions like teleportation, which looks very weird.

I don't know who pulled up a solid wooden chair, jumped up and down around the chair and made various difficult movements, which immediately attracted applause. When Tong Xiaoyun saw that person, she suddenly had an ugly expression on her face. Then he pulled Fan Wubing over and said, "Hey, can you do me a favor and suppress the limelight of that chair dancer?"

It was too noisy inside, Fan Wubing heard Tong Xiaoyun yelling in his ear twice before he understood what she wanted to do, so he nodded. He also pulled over a solid wooden chair, grabbed the back of the chair and did a handstand. There were so many tricks, it was jaw-dropping.

Fan Wubing played street dance for a while later. Of course, it has many more movements and tricks than the children now, and it is more enjoyable to watch. When he played it like this, it immediately attracted a burst of exclamation. Everyone Look around there.

After dancing for a while. The style of the music suddenly changed, it was a bit violent, the sound of dull metal crashing and glass shattering one after another, and some gunshots mixed in, Fan Wubing changed immediately after hearing this kind of music With the action just now, he began to toss the chair, first he slashed down with his palm, splitting the chair in half. Then raise the chair with both hands outwards. Then the chair was smashed into pieces, without a second. A hard solid wooden chair turned into a pile of broken wood, thrown everywhere,

Mess everywhere.

When the music ended and the lights came on, everyone looked at Fan Wubing in astonishment. It was hard to imagine that he tore a solid wooden chair with his bare hands. Is this still a human thing?

Someone deliberately looked at the broken wood on the ground, and it turned out to be genuine solid wood, hard miscellaneous wood with a hard texture.

"Wow, Xiaoyun!" A female classmate said in the ear of Tong Xiaoyun who was also a little surprised, "Your boyfriend is so handsome! Have you ever learned kung fu?"

Tong Xiaoyun looked at Fan Wubing, then at the female classmate who was obviously a nympho, and snorted, "What is handsome? That's called cool L, L! Besides, what kind of kung fu are you asking about? On the bed Does effort count?"

"Damn it!" the girl suddenly yelled in a fuss, "I haven't seen you for two years, you are also vulgar?!"

After Fan Wubing came back, he took two gulps of draft beer, and then asked Tong Xiaoyun, "How is it? Is the effect okay?"

Tong Xiaoyun thought to herself, the effect is not good, but too shocking. I guess among my classmates, it will be spread for at least a while, saying that Tong Xiaoyun's boyfriend is a violent madman who tore a solid wooden chair with his bare hands. A girl with a bit of a strong taste may not be able to handle it.

"Can't you be a little more low-key? If it's just dancing in front of you, it's the best. Why do you have to take down the chair with one hand, scaring everyone!" Tong Xiaoyun complained.

The ballroom changed to a more soothing tune, which sounded a little drowsy. Everyone moved around for a while, and lazily retracted into their seats. After a while, the outside door was closed. A gap was pushed open, and then a young man came in, harassing the people in the seat one by one, taking out a bag of something from his arms from time to time, handing it to the person in the seat, and then changing it back to another person. With every banknote, he looked for the next target with a smile on his face.

"What is that person doing?" Tong Xiaoyun saw the young man and asked in confusion.

Although Fan Wubing doesn't know what that person does, he has always heard that these places always have some special services. Of course, there must be no pimps in this kind of dance hall. Looking at it like that, It should be selling some ecstasy or marijuana noodles, so he said, "I guess it's a drug dealer."

Drug use is always forbidden, especially for those nouveau riche who have a little money, they are eager to try all kinds of new things, in addition to playing with cars and women, Playing with drugs is naturally unavoidable, but the magic power of this thing is too great. Generally speaking, you can't quit if you get addicted to it. In the end, there are many people who end up smoking and ruining their families. Of course, there are also some people who are taking drugs After becoming addicted, you will automatically become a drug dealer, and use the income from drug trafficking to support yourself in taking drugs, thus forming a complete industrial chain.

While talking, the young man came over and asked, "Brother, are you skating?"

Tong Xiaoyun was about to refuse, but Fan Wubing stopped her, took out 300 yuan and handed it to the young man, then took a small bag of white flour from his hand, sniffed it close to his nose, and then nodded.

The young man made a deal and turned around to find his next target.

"Why do you still buy his stuff? For drugs, both the buyer and the seller must be held accountable!" Of course Tong Xiaoyun knows the dangers of drugs. Every year, an anti-drug publicity event is held on campus. It is full of pictures and texts, and is very detailed. Tong Xiaoyun felt chills all over when she saw the promotional materials of those addicts who were suffering from various incurable diseases due to drug abuse and who were dying of pain.

Therefore, Fan Wubing bought the drugs from the young man, and she felt a little uneasy. Could it be that he also did this?

"Spend a little money and avoid trouble." Fan Wubing said to Tong Xiaoyun.

Drugs are difficult to be elegant, and it is impossible to talk about them on the bright side, but since this person has already done business in the hotel, it means that the hotel knows about it, at least tacitly approves, and it is hard to say that there is a relationship between them. There is no connection.

In fact, in most hotels and entertainment venues, you can find drug dealers. Firstly, there are a lot of floating population here. Once something happens, the organizer can return it cleanly. It’s not that we don’t do our best, but It's because the personnel are too complicated to handle.

The police can also use the same reason to deal with the public, there is a large floating population, the monitoring is not strong, and the police force is not enough. They also emphasize that this is a social problem and cannot be solved solely by the police.

In fact, without an umbrella, it is basically impossible to sell drugs semi-openly.

In this kind of place, Fan Wubing didn't want to make himself look too different. If something happened, the government would be very easy to deal with, and the police would be very easy to deal with. The underground evil forces are the most troublesome thing. Unless you are a super tycoon who can do both things, it's better to keep a low profile.

What's more, beside Fan Wubing, there is Tong Xiaoyun, who is a family friend and has a special relationship, so he has to be more scrupulous.

But things are often weird, and when you want to be low-key, you can't be low-key.

With a bang, the door was knocked open, and a dozen or so policemen rushed in.

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