Kryptonians come to the second dimension

Ye Wudao smiled and took Xu Ling'er's hand: "Ling'er, let's go in."

"Ah, ah, okay." Xu Linger came back to her senses.

Ye Wudao walked to the door and suddenly smiled evilly at Jiang Fengguang: "Jiang Fengguang, I told you not to make and sell counterfeit bills at high prices, but you didn't listen."

"Now you have to reap the consequences."

When the two staff members nearby heard this, they became furious.

"What, you are openly manufacturing and selling counterfeit bills!"

"I'm just telling you, why are there so many people using fake tickets to enter the venue today? It's you who created the feelings."

"Come here, arrest him!"

Several people from the Wushu Association immediately swarmed up and subdued Jiang Fengguang.

Jiang Fengguang was about to cry but had no tears: I am innocent!

My vote was given by the vice president, how could it be fake!

I didn’t blatantly make fake tickets!

Ye, you fucking killed me!

Even after entering the VIP viewing area, Xu Ling'er's mind was still a bit erratic.

She always felt like it was all a dream.

Jiang Fengguang was a member of the Wushu Association, so he could only get two fake tickets.

But Ye Wudao had never dealt with the Wushu Association, and he actually got two real tickets.

And she also found that their votes were more solemn and elegant than others' votes.

Looking at the staff's attitude towards them, they are also many times more respectful than others.

She can almost conclude that these two tickets are at least one level higher than ordinary tickets!

Ye Wudao most likely knew someone from the Wushu Association, and the other person's status in the Wushu Association was not low.

At least countless times higher than Jiang Fengguang.

She asked cautiously: "Xiaoye, tell me the truth, where did you get these two tickets?"

Ye Wudao smiled mysteriously: "You will know later."

"Hmph, pretending to be mysterious." Xu Ling'er acted coquettishly, which was regarded as a reward for Ye Wudao.

After walking very far along the seat, Xu Ling'er discovered a pattern.

The closer the seats are, the more respected the identity is.

But now they are almost at the end, and the ticket inspector guiding them still has no intention of stopping.

A terrifying and bold idea suddenly emerged in her mind: "Our seats should be in the front row, right?"

This is impossible, even Shen Fengchun, the richest man in Linhai City, can only sit in the fourth row.

Finally, under Xu Ling'er's disbelieving gaze, the ticket inspector took them to the front row: "Sir, Madam, please take a seat."

"If necessary, please feel free to command us."

The other distinguished guests looked at the two people with respect.

Those who can sit in the front row must be top dignitaries!

You know, the front row position can not only be bought with money, but also with overwhelming power!

The King of Hell, the king of underground gambling in Hexi Province, also sits in the first row.

Seeing Ye Wudao and Xu Ling'er, the King of Hell took the initiative to stand up and say hello: "Miss Xu is really famous, so it's better to meet them."

"You are more beautiful and beautiful than the legend!"

"Ah? Thank you Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan... you are too polite!" Xu Ling'er was so excited that she was a little incoherent.

Who is the King of Hell?

That's a veteran of Hexi Province.

As soon as Xu Ling'er could remember the incident, she knew the name of the King of Hell.

She was not even qualified to be a slave to the King of Hell before, but now she is on an equal footing with the King of Hell...

I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming!

The gentleman of Hell invited: "Miss Xu, Mr. Ye, please take a seat."

"Ah, Mr. Yan, please sit down first, please sit down first." Xu Ling'er was flattered.