Mr. Peter's balls had been injured, and there were some unspeakable problems that prevented him from having offspring like a normal man, but this didn't mean that he couldn't do some things that adult men can do. Apart from the terminal illness of infertility, he doesn't have any other functional problems at all, so he doesn't mind having more other projects in the evening.
There were rumors outside that he had several mistresses. In fact, these were people's misunderstandings about him. He put all his energy and body and mind into politics. How could he have time to do such meaningless things? The source of this rumor actually came from himself.
He knows very well that if a mayor is too "far" away from ordinary people, it will create an illusion that is difficult to accept. He still needs the votes of these people, so he must stand with everyone. Creating some innocuous negative tidbits to entertain the public will not only not damage one's own positive image, but will also make all citizens feel like they are real people who just don't know each other.
He made mistakes, had a mistress, and occasionally said some swear words. He maintained his image very well. If Vivian hadn't insisted on getting a divorce, he wouldn't have done such an extreme thing.
After he asked the girl this question, the girl was obviously stunned for a moment, and then she answered him, "Sir, I am an adult, you don't have to worry." She licked her lips again and bit her lower lip lightly with her upper teeth. If it weren't for the fact that the exposed teeth were a little yellow, it would indeed be a bit fascinating.
Peter looked her up and down, finally focusing on the girl's hands. Men look at their feet, and women look at their hands. Even if these two parts are covered up, it is difficult to cover them all. It could be seen that the girl was only in her teens. Mr. Peter smiled. He liked young girls.
When he is with a young girl, he will feel that he is also young. Being young is a good thing, because being young means being able to make mistakes and having more time and energy. He likes to be young and does not like his current age. .
He opened his arms and hugged the girl into his arms as she whispered, and asked the bartender to serve a glass of the same wine and handed it to the girl. Just when the girl was about to catch the wine glass, his fingers gently touched the back of the girl's hand. The girls hanging out in this kind of situation are all very smart and spiritual, otherwise they would have turned into skilled women long ago.
The girl decisively stopped her movements, and then looked at Peter. Peter took out a ten-dollar note from his pocket, held it between his two fingers and shook it, "Take a gulp, and this is yours."
The girl's eyes lit up. Ten yuan is definitely ten yuan in this place. Ten yuan can do a lot of things. An ordinary middle-class person's monthly income is only more than thirty to forty yuan. Now she only needs one drink and she has half a month's income of her alcoholic father. She immediately picked up the four-ounce wine glass and drank the spirit in the glass in one sip. Her face suddenly turned red, and a surging stream of heat slid down her throat and into her stomach with a burning sensation. My stomach was churning like an earthquake.
After about a few seconds, she breathed a sigh of relief, which was full of the smell of alcohol, and then she looked at Peter.
Peter stuffed ten dollars into the depression between the girl's two small hills, and took out a ten-dollar bill.
There was a blush on the woman's face. She smiled coquettishly and picked up the refilled wine glass. "You want to get me drunk? Then you succeeded!" After finishing the wine again, Peter very faithfully handed over the ten dollars. Gave it to her.
The two only played for a short while before the girl showed her drunkenness and felt a little nauseous. This happens when you drink alcohol quickly. She covered her mouth and struggled, struggled out of Peter's arms, and ran to the bathroom. She needed to vomit for a while.
Looking at the girl's embarrassed back, Peter showed a happy smile. Perhaps this is the reason why those businessmen pursue wealth, but they don't know that the happiness brought by pursuing power is far countless times more than the happiness obtained by using money.
As the girl left, another girl approached. This girl is obviously of a slightly higher grade, at least the clothes she wears are not that cheap, and she has some special temperament. She did not lean on Peter nakedly, but kept a certain distance and asked with a smile, just like many boys do when chatting up girls, "Alone?"
Peter pursed his lips and said, "There is one more, but go and throw it up."
The girl was not speechless because of Peter's "directness". She asked with interest: "Do you mind if the three of us come together?"
He took out the banknotes and put them on the bar. He could feel some breathing around him suddenly becoming heavier. He liked this feeling, "Drink it, it's yours."
The bartender pressed a glass of strong drink on the note, and Peter gave him a ten-dollar tip. He liked smart people.
The girl picked up the glass and drank it without hesitation, and took the initiative to stuff ten yuan into her chest. She made money based on her skills, and there was nothing to be ashamed of.
Soon another girl came back, and the two of them were constantly fighting each other, as if their purpose here was not to earn anything from Peter, nor for the ten dollars per cup, but to fight with each other.
After playing for a while, when the two women were obviously drunk and even talking a little loudly, Peter reached out and tapped on the bar a few times and asked, "Is there... a room here?" Peter took out again. He handed the ten dollars to the bartender, and the bartender nodded.
"There is a room available through the back door and up the stairs, and it only costs one yuan a night." Many young men and women will have some impulses under the influence of alcohol. At this time, they need a relatively convenient place for them to solve their physical problems. The demand is also to prevent these young boys and girls from indulging their youth in any place and finding any corner to pollute the environment here. After all, if a bar wants to make money, especially big money, it is important to maintain a good atmosphere and atmosphere.
Only the middle class are willing to drink high-priced wine, while those at the bottom of society can drink a glass of fruit wine all night long!
Peter hugged the two drunk girls and walked out of the back door in the direction the bartender told him. However, what he didn't notice was that the moment he left the bar, several people also stood up and followed behind him. .
The moment he pushed open the door and entered the back alley of the bar, a sudden force came from behind him, pushing him forward and staggering forward, and the two girls he was holding also collapsed on the ground. The cool breeze blowing like this, coupled with the heart palpitations at the moment when he lost his center of gravity, made him wake up, and he stood with his back against the wall. Three... no, four young men surrounded him, two of them holding bright daggers in their hands.
The colorful neon lights outside the alley could not cover the cold light of the dagger. Peter raised his hands, not panicking at all, but smiled and asked: "What do you want? Money?"
The four young men looked at each other, and one of them nodded and said in a bad voice: "Yes, money, take out all the money in your pocket!"
Peter didn't panic at all when faced with such a thing, not because he had extraordinary force, but because he understood that everyone was pursuing a specific purpose when doing everything. As long as these goals are met, they will not take the initiative to do anything extraordinary.
He took out all the money in his pocket, and there was probably about two hundred yuan left, which made the young people very excited. After taking the money, they searched Peter's pockets. When they found that there was really no money in it, they threatened him and immediately fled into a dark alley.
After this scene, Peter glanced at the two intoxicated girls on the ground and lost much interest. He straightened his clothes, turned around and walked towards the alley, thinking about other things as he walked. Of course, these young people must pay the price for their actions, but this is just a small thing.
Just as he was about to walk out of the alley, he saw a guy leaning on the wall and smoking a cigarette. He stood in the shadows, forming a strong contrast with the neon world. The only thing that could slightly illuminate his face was the cigarette butt he was holding. As he inhaled, the light from the cigarette butt became more intense, and a vague shadow could be seen.
Peter's steps only paused for a few seconds. He continued to walk outside. Just when he was about to pass by this person, the guy dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and took a step forward facing him. .
The distance between the two was only about one meter. At this time, Peter could already see the appearance of this guy clearly. The other person was very handsome, which reminded him of himself when he was young. The two people's eyes met in the air, and neither of them gave an inch. One was thoughtful, and the other was as quiet as a cold pool.
The silent atmosphere lasted less than ten seconds. The guy laughed. Something in Peter's field of vision moved suddenly. He looked down at the guy's arm and saw a pistol.
At this moment, Peter's heart began to beat wildly, which gave him the illusion of dry mouth, "Put down the gun, no matter what you want, I can satisfy you!", he used the same tactics he had used against him before. The little gangster's trick is that he believes that everyone's behavior has a purpose. As long as he finds what the other party needs, there is nothing that cannot be negotiated.
Unfortunately, his trick didn't work this time. The guy showed his white teeth in the dark, "Mr. Peter, Durin asked me to say hello to you!"
(End of chapter)