"What kind of dance is this? It's so weird!"

"Yes, it's so strange! But it's so cool, is that there's anything?"

"It's over, I'm brainwashed, and my body can't help but want to come together!"

"It's so interesting. How do you jump? Can you still check the spot like this?"

............

Dior was handsome, but now his face was cold and stern, and his eyes were stuttering. The famous "gangster shaking" in his previous life directly attracted everyone's attention.

Even the very excited Christine stopped and stood aside and shouted loudly for him, just like a little fan.

It can be said that everyone present thought that this music is weird and this dance monster is even weirder when they dance, but Dior jumped out but it had an indescribable charm, which made people fall into it without realizing it!

It's incredible!

Even DJ who accidentally released this music did not expect such an effect, but his mind was full of excitement now!

When Dior finally finished with an iconic jojo, the music came to an abrupt end, and the audience was filled with crazy cheers and shouts!

"Great! It's really awesome!"

"What kind of dance is this? Does it have a name?"

"Can you teach us to dance this dance together? I have a hunch that it will definitely become popular!"

"Are you a model? The final posture is so cool!"

"Check it, remember to call me, I'm yours tonight!"

Countless notes were thrown over.

...........

"Go away!"

Before he was about to be overwhelmed by the enthusiastic crowd, Dior pulled Christine, who was so excited, and turned around and ran away!

They also forgot that they had just arrived and didn't even drink a glass of wine, so they ran out of the bar in a panic.

When they got outside, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at each other and started to laugh. The experience just now was also exciting.

"This is the first time I've been 'showed' by someone." After Christine smiled, she looked at Dior with her big talking eyes.

"It's okay, you'll get used to it next time." Dior spread his hands. What could he do? He was helpless. He was just dancing. As for it! He was fussy and had no knowledge!

"Next time I dare not bring you here again. Haven't you seen the eyes of those women just now? It's like I'm going to swallow you in one bite. Speaking of so many paper balls just now, didn't you pick up two of them in the mess?"

"So that's what it means? I thought I was dancing too badly, so they smashed me with it. If I had known, I would have picked up a few before I ran away." Dior joked with annoyance.

"It's not too late for you to go back now, I believe you will have an unforgettable memory."

"Forget it, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to run out again if I go in."

The two of them walked towards the parking place while chatting about their experiences. Such an accident occurred, so it was naturally impossible to stay again.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what kind of dance you just started? Did you create it yourself? It's very touching."

"It's just a random dance. If you want to ask for the name, I think 'torture      dance' (the gangster shakes foreign names) is very suitable. I can teach you if I have time..."

Just as the two were discussing the "gangster shaking", they smashed them directly.

"Call me!"

Dior saw a bar next to him 7 and 8 people rushing out of a bar next to him, starting to punch and kick the drunkard lying on the ground, and kept cursing.

It seemed that the guy who was beaten spent all his money inside, and then continued to ask for alcohol and rob him if he didn't give it to him, which angered the thugs at the bar.

Dior took Christine without any thought of meddling nosy business, and bypassed these people and prepared to leave.

But just as he immediately moved his eyes away, a change in the man being beaten suddenly attracted his attention.

Did you read it wrong or an illusion?

"let's go."

"Wait for a moment, the person who was beaten seems familiar. I will first determine if he is an acquaintance I know."

Dior said so, and Christine naturally stopped urging him. But what surprised her was that Dior did not go forward to confirm directly, but just waited aside, watching the man being beaten without any fluctuation.

Didn’t it mean that it was someone you knew?

Christine is a little confused. Is it an enemy?

Just one minute later, after Dior's extremely focused observation, he finally confirmed that the scene he had seen before was not an illusion or a dazzle.

Some small wounds on the man's hand due to bumps were healing rapidly, but they disappeared without paying attention, as if they had never appeared.

The ability to heal itself?

Dior became interested in it all at once, but the man was beaten and kept protecting his face with his arms, so that he couldn't see what the man looked like.

At this time, he finally stopped staying aside and watching the fun.

He walked over directly without talking nonsense. He punched all the thugs of No. 7 and 8 to the ground with one punch, and then pulled the man up.

"Are you okay?"

The man seemed to be a little unsteady, Dior helped him, and the unpleasant smell of wine floated over.

When Dior saw this man clearly, he was stunned on the spot.

Although the clothes I was wearing seemed to have not been washed for a long time, although my face was covered with beards, it looked like a savage.

But with this familiar look and his ability to heal himself, Dior is probably able to determine who he is.

But Dior never thought that he would meet this homeless person who had been wandering like duckweed all his life in this way.

Dior didn't know whether it was fate or a simple coincidence.

"Is it someone you know? If so, take him and run away quickly. Someone has already come in and called someone." Christine pulled Dior anxiously. Dior rushed over and punched everyone, which scared her!

She didn't know that Dior was so powerful in the fight, but no matter how powerful it was, it couldn't stand many people.

Dio nodded. He was not in the mood to waste time on these minions anymore, so he set up a "bugman" who was still shouting for wine to walk to the side.

But obviously the people inside never thought of letting him go like this. 7 or 8 thugs were easily fucked by one person. This is a very shameful humiliation for the people who are in the gang. If they cannot get the place back immediately, someone will dare to come and smash the place and grab the territory the next day!

"Stop it all! The person who beat me still wants to run away?"
Chapter completed!