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Wang Xiaojuan had already gotten into the taxi and was one step ahead. Zhang Feng didn't wait for a few minutes before a taxi stopped at the door of the hotel.
After the passengers got off the car, Zhang Feng got into the back seat and sat down.
I reported the address to the driver in English, but the driver was so confused that he couldn't understand it at all. He could only take out his phone, enter the address into the translation software and hand it to the driver.
Seeing the address, the driver's face showed an ambiguous smile that men all over the world can understand.
Zhang Feng naturally knew what his smile meant, because the target person Kunsha was currently in the most famous red light district in Tokyo, Japan, and it was also the highest-end club in it.
Unable to communicate due to language barrier, Zhang Feng was even more happy and relaxed, looking out the window with eyes that looked lifeless due to makeup.
Although it was already late at night, the streets were still busy with people coming and going.
Many of the words on the shiny plaque in the store were in Chinese characters, and a slight sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
The Japanese people are definitely a contradictory race, and the small land of the Three Islands makes this country full of narrow-mindedness.
In ancient times, the Japanese country did not have its own writing and language, and all used Chinese characters to speak the Chinese language.
But the more this happens, the more they want to get rid of the shadow of their ancestors, transforming Chinese characters into Japanese characters, and changing the accent of Chinese language, in order to completely get rid of the traces of the Chinese nation.
The contradiction is that in the current Japanese country, if a Japanese person can speak Chinese, write Chinese characters, and use the Four Books and Five Classics of the Chinese country, he is regarded as an extremely literate person and is called a master.
The nobles of the Japanese country even took it as an honor to learn Chinese culture and be able to show their noble status.
Shaking his head slightly, he threw away the messy thoughts in his mind.
The closer the taxi gets to the red light district, the signs on both sides of the street become more pink and attractive.
On the roads on both sides, I saw many girls wearing sailor uniforms, with skirts that barely covered their thighs, long stockings on their calves, and small leather shoes. Judging from their appearance, they were about fifteen years old. Six years old. In Huaxia, girls of this age are still attending school, while schoolgirls in Japan have begun to go out to work.
The vehicle drove into the red light district, and there were no more schoolgirls on both sides of the street, but huge bright shop windows.
What is displayed in the window is not a dazzling array of products, but rows of women in very cool clothes standing in front of the people on the street.
If they attract attention, they will even make flirtatious movements, attracting passers-by outside to come in and spend money. Here, women become a consumable commodity, which is enough to prove the attitude of the Japanese people.
Zhang Feng didn't recognize the crooked Japanese characters written on the plaque, but the driver stopped the car and signaled that Zhang Feng was there.
After paying the fare, Zhang Feng got out of the car and looked at it slightly.
This store is obviously several times the size of other surrounding stores, and the signboard is even more bright. The beauty of the women in the display window is obviously a higher level than other stores.
Standing at the door were two extremely obscene men in black suits. When they saw Zhang Feng standing there and looking around, they walked over and spoke in Japanese grovelingly. They babbled for a while without knowing what they were saying.
Zhang Feng said in English: "I don't understand what you are saying, can you use English?"
The man was obviously taken aback, and then his eyes showed a hint of joy. If he was not a local, he was a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. He immediately said in English: "Of course sir, the girls we have here are the most beautiful ones here. They can make you feel the world." The most wonderful taste in the world, and there are so many varieties, we can accommodate them all as long as you ask for them.”
Although his English was somewhat broken and even had a strong Japanese accent, Zhang Feng was still able to understand him. He nodded slightly and walked in.
After walking in, Zhang Feng nodded with joy in his eyes. Unlike the secrecy of the Huaxia Kingdom, this place was completely unobstructed.
The bunny girl walked back and forth with the wine tray, delivering the drinks ordered by the guests. As their waists swayed, the little ball tails belonging to the rabbits on their buttocks shook back and forth.
And each table of guests is accompanied by two or three women of various kinds. There are not only men among the guests, but also women, and there are a lot of them, 30% of them.
It seems that consumption in Japan is not only the preserve of men, women are also blatantly doing so, but they are only accompanied by men.
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It was the stage, and several women on the stage were vigorously twisting all the movable parts of their bodies.
Different from the hotness of American dancers, Japanese women are more sultry, with charming eyes like silk, looming, and the more they are like this, the more they can tug at people's heartstrings.
Under the guidance of the man, he found an empty card table and sat down. He stood aside and said humbly: "Sir, our rest area is upstairs. If you are tired, you can go and rest. Of course, if you want to bring If you stay overnight with a female companion, the cost may be slightly higher.”
"Money is not an issue. Just do whatever you have to do. You are not needed here." Zhang Feng waved his hand.
"Hi." The man bowed his waist at a ninety-degree angle and left.
Zhang Feng's peripheral vision was on him, and he saw him walking next to a woman who looked like a foreman and muttering in a low voice for a long time. His eyes kept looking towards him, with a sneer on his lips, and he thought to himself that he seemed to be treating him He thought he was being taken advantage of, so he shook his head with a wry smile. It didn't matter if he was taken advantage of.
The foreman woman walked over gracefully. Unlike other exposed women, she was wearing a well-tailored suit and was extremely capable.
"Hello, sir, I wonder what you would like to drink? Or do you have a favorite type of woman? I can recommend a few to you, and I guarantee you will be satisfied." The woman said with a sweet smile.
Zhang Feng leaned on the sofa, looking between the woman's eyebrows. He really wanted to ask her if he would go out, but he swallowed the words before he reached his lips.
He was afraid that this woman would fall out and throw him out. It was a joke, but the task still had to be completed.
"Ice vodka. It doesn't matter the type of woman, but I like pretty ones. Hehe." Zhang Feng said with a smile.
"Okay, no problem, just a moment." The woman left.
The bunny girl quickly brought the fruit plate and dried fruits, and the other bunny girl brought a bottle of vodka and ice glasses. After opening them, the two bunny girls obviously had no intention of leaving.
Zhang Feng looked at the bottle of vodka and the fruit plate with dried fruits on the table, and sneered secretly in his heart, really thinking that he was being slaughtered like a fat sheep.
What I ordered was indeed vodka, just a glass, but what was served was a bottle. There is also a charge for fruit plates and dried fruits.