The name Pussycat Bar is just a cover-up. In fact, this bar was not a bar in the past, but a club called "Don't Say No" Club, which has a great reputation in a certain area in the capital of Woodlands. Later, because the club did not sell alcohol in its business scope and did not have a legal liquor license, it was disqualified during a surprise inspection.
The owner of the club quickly spent money to buy the Pussycat Doll Bar. The bar was in a remote location and almost no one came here to spend money, but it had a liquor license. A place like this that was only worth three hundred yuan at most was sold for one hundred thousand yuan, of which ninety-nine percent was spent on the liquor license. After such a change, the Little Wild Cat Bar immediately became popular, and there was no need to worry about a surprise inspection by someone from the Contraband Investigation Bureau.
Yes, this is a very open bar, or club.
It's filled with gays and bisexuals, as well as some fetish guys and some men and women with distorted sexual orientations. Compared with those women who sweat easily and are afraid of sweating on the stage of sleazy bars, there are not only women on the stage here, but also men! Waiters and waiters wearing simple polished leather-like clothes were walking among the booths carrying trays. The entire bar was filled with smoke and smoke, as if they were in a steam bath room.
Even if you are not far away, it is difficult to distinguish the appearance of the person opposite!
The strong smell of sweat and stimulating hormones was everywhere. Ernes stared at this bizarre place with his mouth agape. Many people were doing unscrupulous things, almost in public, without any traces. moral and ethical concepts. They don't seem to have an exact partner. It seems that anyone who is interested can participate in this party, whether it is a man or a woman.
Just when Ernes felt a little nauseous, an irresistible force suddenly restricted his movements. He turned his head in fear, and two men covered in muscle lumps and almost naked grabbed him one by one. arm.
"Sir, is this your first time here? We have a small rule here. You need to be searched. If you don't want to, you can leave now." The strong men seemed to be easy to talk to and didn't mean to force them at all.
Ernes' first reaction was to leave immediately, but when he thought of the purpose of his trip, he finally nodded solemnly.
The two strong men smiled at each other and began a body search that he would never forget. They carefully searched every place on his body where something could be hidden, even the most private places were not missed, and both of them searched it again. Feeling that he had lost something important at this moment, Ernes felt a trace of murderous intent in his heart. He waited patiently for these two people to even leave his shoes, and then slowly walked in. In the bar.
He had actually seen Richard. In the largest booth in the southeast corner, Richard, who was very educated and temperamental during the day, was now squatting on the table of the booth like a primitive man, with a woman kneeling on the ground. Currently... .
Ernes averted his gaze and looked elsewhere. He thought he should have a drink first to calm down his shock. He walked to the bar and glanced at the bartender. The bartender was obviously a woman, but her dress was very neutral. She was probably the only normally dressed person in this place.
"Give me a glass of the strongest wine!" Ernes took out ten dollars and put it on the table. The bartender looked up at him, mixed a glass of pink spirit and put it in front of him, and took it away. Got the ten dollars.
This place is truly the worst place Ernes has ever seen in his life. For God's sake, how could there be such a place full of scum and dirt in the world? These people really should be purified. Why don’t those people from the church show up
He retracted his gaze and looked at the pink wine in front of him with a strange expression. Well, this is a magical place. He picked up the wine and took a sip. Before he could taste the quality of the wine, a weak and boneless body wrapped around half of his body, and this guy even licked his earlobe.
Ernes turned his head in excitement and saw a man with heavy makeup, a shaved head, and only a black leather briefs ogling him. He resisted the urge to punch the guy and pushed him away, "Sorry, I don't play this."
The bald man with bright green eyeshadow grabbed Ernes' vital point, "Don't you want to try it? Don't refuse!"
"Sorry..." Ernes took out twenty yuan and stuffed it into the man's hand, "You can find someone you like, or someone who likes you. Isn't that better?"
Perhaps the twenty dollars had an effect. The bald man shrugged his shoulders and left him, searching for his next target.
Ernes felt that something would happen to him if he stayed here all night. He immediately picked up his glass and walked towards the largest booth in the southeast corner of the bartender. When he approached this booth, a muscular man blocked his way, "Sir, this is a private place, you can go to other places. Also, your clothes...", the strong man's eyes were on Ernes looked around, and if Ernes saw it correctly, he saw a strong wave of emotions in the eyes of this strong man.
In fact, Ernes ignored a personal issue. He is Solo's servant and future housekeeper. He has lived in the environment of the Cape family since he was a child. There is a huge gap between his temperament and the temperament of everyone here. How can those coquettish bitches here compare to the noble temperament he displayed? This noble temperament is like the moon in the dark, attracting the attention of many people, causing the people here to breed a kind of trampling on this temperament. desire.
Ernes pursed his lips, suppressing the discomfort and increasingly irritable mood in his heart. He picked up the wine glass and raised it to Richard who was enjoying the meal beside him. "I'm here to see Richard. I know him."
The strong man was a little surprised, but soon felt relieved. He raised his hand and pressed Ernes' chest, and warned, "Stay here and don't move." Then he walked to Richard and whispered, Richard glanced at him, then nodded hesitantly.
"You can come over!" The strong man looked at Ernes with some pity. It was really a pity that such a good man couldn't have fun together, but the other party was Mr. Richard's guest, so that was not the case for them. You can offend the little minions.
"I don't seem to know a friend like you?" Richard jumped down from the table and approved a piece of clothing. A man who was almost naked immediately lay in his arms and looked at him with a smile. Ohnes.
Ernes nodded. He wanted to sit down, but the booths were full of similar people, and they didn't seem to want to get out of the way. It wasn't until Richard asked a guy next to him to get out of the way that Ernes found him. seats.
"I hope to get help from the governor for some things, but the governor seems to be very busy and has no time to appreciate my sincerity. I just happened to hear...", he smiled, "so I thought you might be able to help me."
Richard smiled frivolously and raised his eyebrows, "Sincerity?"
Ernes nodded heavily, "Sincerity!"
He placed his checkbook on the table, along with the Judai grimace mushroom mycelium he bought in the afternoon. When the checkbook appeared on the table, none of the young people in the booth showed any movement, except for a few young girls whose eyes lit up. These young people are all good classmates and good friends of Richard. Each of them has a very outstanding family background, otherwise they would not become his friends. On the contrary, it was the tenth generation Grimace Mushroom that changed the expressions of these people.
Since the emergence of the Contraband Investigation Bureau, it has become increasingly difficult to buy such things, especially this kind of dried mycelium. What they can buy are often injections like anesthetics. It's not that they don't have money or connections, it's that no one dares to sell mycelium to them. At most, they can get some anesthetics, which have a relatively mild effect, and let them have fun when they need it. Not everyone has the guts to offend Mr. Governor for a profit of dozens of dollars.
Richard was also a little moved. He picked up a bag, opened it and sniffed it. His head suddenly went up. The smell of the dried mycelium of the Grimace Mushroom was a bit pungent. He casually gave the bag to his friend, and then He pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then nodded, "How do you want me to help you?"
"Help me convince your father and let him see my sincerity. As for whether he is willing to accept it, that is a problem between your father and me."
Richard stretched out a finger and picked out a fingernail's worth of dried mycelium of the Ghost Face Mushroom from the bag in his friend's hand, and sent it to Ernes, "Ten thousand yuan, one pound of dried mycelium, and this!"
During the hesitation and struggle, Ernes closed his eyes and took out a cigarette, poured the dried mycelium into the cigarette, and then stirred it in.
Early the next morning, the confused Ernes broke free from the scattered limbs. When he frowned and was about to stand up, he suddenly felt a tearing pain in his buttocks. His face turned so dark that he could drip water. He slowly walked to the side, found his torn clothes and put them on, and glanced at Richard, who was still sleeping soundly. If Mr. Governor is unwilling to accept Mr. Soro's sincerity, then he will kill this boy and everyone here!
This will be a lifelong shame for him, but he has already risked his life so that Mr. Solo can become the head of the family.
Waiting for the day when Solo becomes the head of the Cape family, everyone here, including those muscle bumps and the owner of this bar, will all go to hell.
He swears!
On your own reputation!
(End of chapter)