True Star Chapter 180, Volume 3 the Bubbling Hidden Torrents, Chapter 13: The great gathering of evil forces (2)

True Star 《巨星 》 Ju Xing
True Star Chapter 180, Volume 3 the Bubbling Hidden Torrents, Chapter 13: The great gathering of evil forces (2)

Different lives come in contact with different people, or come in contact with the same people but have different perceptions.

This was especially true when Tang Feng found that so many of the guests at the banquet whose masks couldn't even cover their faces looked very familiar, several of them were people he had met when he had been Fiennes, and even though he didn't know them very well back then, how he remembered that they were all doing legitimate business.

For now, a prefix should be added - superficially.

“One really can't just judge people based on how they represent themselves."


Tang Feng took a cocktail from the waiter's wine plate, although this is a big party for the bad guys, but looking at these people, all well-dressed, funny and elegant, you can hardly associate these people with the word "bad guy".

“I think I'm very good on the surface and inside," Charles is beside the man with bravado.

Tang Feng suddenly wondered if Charles was throwing such a masquerade ball and getting a mask to hide the panda eye he'd punched on his face.

It's actually been two days, and Charles' panda eyes aren't that noticeable; at best, they look like he hasn't gotten enough sleep.

Charles took Tang Feng for a stroll around the ball, chatting with this Middle Eastern royalty and talking to that South African diamond kingpin, and if you take away the disturbing factors, the chat at this ball was indeed very rewarding, whether it was white or black, white or grey bussiness, anyone who managed to succeed had his own set of methods and guidelines.

And often you can get a clear sense of the other person's philosophy and attitude by talking to them.

These people are bold enough to challenge authority, and while the crisis-ridden and full of uncertainty world, enough risk has served them well.

The music in the party is suddenly melodious and soft, and the gentlemen are reaching out to the lady and inviting her to dance, and perhaps the advantage of wearing a mask is that one can find in the disguise and concealment a mysterious and exciting pleasure of discovery, a little more if and daring than usual.

Anyone who is the object of their desire can come forward under the cover of a mask and make a bold invitation.

“May I have the honor of dancing with you?" Same goes for Charles, although the guy would still be doing what he does even without the mask.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Tang Feng hitched a ride on Charles' waist: "I'll do the man-step."




Only if you dance the female dance steps.

“An honor." Charles didn't mind that; only men who were too insecure to care about the vanilla face of the one on the surface would care, but that was something no one else would care about except themselves.

Charles went upstairs on Tang Feng's shoulder and laughed softly as they took their first steps with each other, "Darling, I saw that episode where you learned to dance and you danced so well, and I've been wanting to ask you to dance with me ever since that time, it must have felt wonderful.”

“Is that wonderful now?”

“Wonderful beyond belief." Charles laughed quietly, making no attempt to hide his good mood.

Tang Feng hugged Charles' not-so-small waist and lightly patted the other's back, whispering as they approached each other, "Didn't you invite Ivan? With all the evil here today, will he come over, seriously, I can't understand the complexities of you people."

It's clearly black and white business, but sometimes you can't tell the difference.

It's like now, no one is doing any evil thing in the evil party, but yeah, there's an old Chinese saying, "When the water is clear, there are no fish.” This little pond has to be shared by many to survive for long.

Tang Feng doesn't quite understand the ink stone rule, and doesn't really want to understand, knowing more things, sometimes its self-inflicted trouble, otherwise where will there be "silly people have silly blessings".

“Evil forces? Hahaha!" Charles laughed, winked at the man, and said close to Tang Feng's ear, "My dear baby, it's just that you haven't been exposed to the circle, and to arrest everyone on this ship would have an effect comparable to World War III.”

“Everyone here, if anything goes wrong it will cause an imbalance in the pyramid, you don't see some of them doing arms smuggling or any other business that's obviously not allowed by law, but a lot of them have governments backing behind them, and there are a lot of things that are inconvenient for the legal business to show upfront, and often they have to work with those of us who are mixed up in the dark underworld.”

“Sounds like a bit of the officials and the bandits family.” As he moves around the dance floor, Tang Feng occasionally observed the people around him, but until now he hasn't seen anyone he suspects to be Ivan.

Charles added: "Not exactly so, the people who work with the Chinese Army, after all, a minority, as you know, the rulers of those countries who are always self-righteous and always want everyone to do their bad bidding, but it's getting impossible. The forces that wander away from the government, and the government itself, the two would seek to balance each other while at the same time fighting against each other."

And how do we find that balance?

Tang Feng was curious, but suddenly he felt someone staring at his spine, and the look in his eyes was like a fine needle stabbing him to the point where it was hard not to notice.




Just at that moment the music stopped and Charles and Tang Feng left the dance floor together, he looked back towards the source of that sight, the only young man in the masquerade without a mask was standing next to the dance floor, his face cold.

There were probably several people at the ball who knew Ivan, and were casting either hostile or suspicious or curious looked at him.

“This guy really likes to be pushy," Charles tsked, then walked over towards the young man, all the while still welcoming him with open arms, "Look who it is, wow spit, if it isn't our lovely people-serving Interpol captain, Ivan? Welcome ah, Captain Ivan.”

“I have something to talk to you about." Ivan didn't look at Charles hold on Tang Feng and walked straight towards Charles." Everything's good to talk about except lovemaking." Charles, still cynical, tilted his head and laughed, this guy always laughed when he wanted to, said whatever he wanted to, not caring about other people's gazes in the slightest.

Such people are sometimes quite admired and envied by Tang Feng, it's hard for ordinary people to be so open-minded, and stars like them who live in the spotlight are even more forced to watch their words and actions in order to maintain their image.

Charles looked over at Tang Feng, who was busy withdrawing his head, "Take your time talking."

Tang Feng hadn't been foolish enough to actively interfere in such matters.

Charles is no fool to know what Tang Feng can understand and what the man is as far away from as possible." Just give me a minute baby, I'll be back soon." Charles added, "Five minutes at the most."

What can we talk about in five minutes?

Charles and Ivan, along with a couple of bodyguards, went in the body room where he and Charles had just changed clothes, and Tang Feng went out on the balcony of the ship by himself with a glass of wine to drink and blow the sea breeze, and occasionally there were one or two who tried to strike up a conversation, but most of them had been asked to leave by the boudoir Charles had arranged before they got half a step closer to him.

That sight again?

Tang Feng suddenly feels like someone is watching him again, but it shouldn't be Ivan, Ivan called just now and Charles went in to talk about things, so who could it be?

The sight seemed to come from the ball, and the man looked back toward the banquet hall, the glint in his eye uncatchable, like a needle gently sticking in his back, not demented, but strangely unpleasant.

If not Ivan, was it a colleague Ivan brought with him?

But a normal person shouldn't be looking at him like that, just that instant he suddenly had the illusion of being targeted as prey, and there was a bit of cold sweat down his spine.

Everyone at the ball wore masks, people mingled, danced crisply, wore elaborate masks in gaudy costumes, and just watched, and he had no idea who was molding him.

Tang Feng fiddled with the crowd, the other party seemed to want to play games with him, and occasionally would suddenly stare at him, and when Tang Feng looked over at the strange sensation it looked like there were just some customers chatting, not paying attention to him at all.

“Big Mike, Little Mike, do you have a sense that someone is watching you?" It was Charles' two right-hand men who were guarding Tang Feng's side.

“No, Mr. Tang, what's wrong?" Big Mike asked cautiously, while sighting up the crowd.

“I always feel like someone was just staring at me, so maybe it's an illusion." Tang Feng sighed, could it be that he was too sensitive these past two days? Out, Xiao Yu laughed, "Mr. Tang, I think it must be you and the boss just a Shun stunning four, just called there are several guys want to come over to accost it.”




“Hmph, ungrateful guys, thinking that just because the boss has left for the time being, they can pick up on me.” Mike interprets Tang Feng's words "someone's watching me" as the same as "a crazy clam who wants to eat swan meat."

This talk box couldn't be closed once it was opened, and Big and Little Mike started saying nice things about Charles nonstop, though some of them didn't seem to sound that much like nice things to Tang Feng.

“Actually, Boss is a particularly devoted person, all hedonist men will become devoted as soon as they meet the right person, although Boss used to be a bit more of a lover, but that can't be helped, Boss is handsome and charming, I wonder how many handsome men and women want to fall for him." Big Mike said.

Little Mike followed with, "Yes, I thought Mr. Tang Feng was definitely the one the boss wanted most in his life, a match made in heaven!"

Tang Feng rubbed his forehead, what's all this with.



~ True star Volume 3 ~





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