The historic Washington Ball is held at the Clion Hotel, one of the oldest luxury hotels in the United States.

As for the description of luxury, it can be clearly felt from the moment you just step into the hotel.

At the ball at the Hotel Clion, the masonry was made of white marble, cut in one piece, and covered with a red Italian velvet carpet.

Walking on the carpet, the whole person is as gentle and soothing as if the feet are on the clouds.

Looking up along the white jade-like Roman column, there is a circular arc-shaped dome, decorated with luxurious crystal chandeliers, covering the entire ball with brilliance and light as bright as day.

A male waiter in a black tuxedo walked through it with glasses of champagne. The guests present wore bright clothes and fragrant temples. Gu An even saw Ji Nanxiang in it.

Ji Nanxiang's shoulder-length hair was tied behind her head, and her black glasses were replaced by invisible ones. Compared with the intellectual style she wore at the USNews academic conference last time, she was obviously more indulgent in her style change this time.

She was obviously a frequent visitor to such dance parties, and she quickly made contact with a group of foreign girls attending the banquet, and seemed to be familiar with each other.

As if noticing Gu An's scrutinizing eyes, Ji Nanxiang glanced back at her recklessly.

Obviously, under that quiet and intellectual appearance, there was a dissatisfaction with being kicked out of the event last time.

Before he could get in touch with the Ji family in Beicheng, Gu An took the lead in becoming a deadly enemy with the fourth young lady of the Ji family.

But what about the famous Fourth Miss Ji family?

Gu An didn't take her seriously at all!

Although she looks slender, it doesn't mean that her real personality is as obedient as a cat!

Looking at the entire dance, almost all small groups such as Ji Nanxiang gathered together in groups.

However, Gu An was far from the only one who saw acquaintances at the dance.

And Huo Tingxiao.

After entering the banquet, Gu An noticed that Huo Tingxiao's sharp eyes suddenly turned in a certain direction, his thin lips slightly hooked.

Realizing that something was unusual, Gu An asked, "What's wrong?"

"Saw an acquaintance."

"Who?"

"K."

Hearing this, Gu An immediately followed Huo Tingxiao's gaze and looked over there.

But as far as the eye can see, it turns out that the second floor of the banquet hall. Different from the dazzling brilliance of the ball, it is pitch black and easily disappears into the blind spot of people's sight.

Gu An saw a little bit of fire light up in the darkness, as if someone had a cigarette between their fingers.

If it weren't for that cigarette that betrayed the owner's existence, Gu An almost thought that there was no one there.

But Huo Tingxiao would never admit the wrong person.

K is there.

K, the world's leading gangster, is in charge of nearly 80% of the underground gray industrial chain in the United States.

There are many rumors about him on the dark web. Some people say that he is an old man who is over old, some people say that he is just a handsome boy, born in an ancient royal family, and some people even say that K's true identity is a charming person. middle-aged woman.

There are so many rumors, no one knows the truth.

No one knows his real appearance, and no one knows his real age.

If Huo Tingxiao is the king of mercenaries in the Middle East, K is the king of the dark night in the American mainland, which is frightening.

In addition to the code name of K, more people will choose to address him by another name: King.

A master who is in charge of the dark forces in the United States unexpectedly appeared at a high-end luxury dinner party dominated by young girls.

Who is he coming for?

Just when Gu An responded with doubts, Huo Tingxiao who was beside him lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Baby, wait for me here for a while, I'll be back soon."