Rumble~

The dark sky was covered with dark clouds, and the rumbling thunder swept through the clouds, and dazzling lightning flashed, and the whole night sky seemed to collapse at any moment.

Soon, raindrops the size of beans fell, and a majestic rain was about to hit the city of Nulai in America.

With a population of over 20 million, the city of Nulai is the largest city in Amerita and the world's financial center.

This cosmopolitan city is a symbol of America, where countless people have fallen and many have achieved their dreams, attracting more people to come.

The night in Nulai is never peaceful, with sirens ringing from the neon-lit streets and people hurrying to avoid the rain, others still rushing to get to life.

On a street in Manton, an orange-painted taxi ran over a puddle on the ground and splashed before squeaking to a nightclub.

"Sir, your destination has arrived. ”

The old black driver who was driving turned his head and showed a mouthful of white teeth to Zuo Yi, who was sitting in the back seat: "Sixty-seven yuan." ”

Zuo Yi handed over a hundred-dollar bill: "No need to look for it." ”

Lao Hei took the big bill and looked at the anti-counterfeiting logo, and said with a smile: "Thank you, sir, I wish you a pleasant evening." ”

Zuo Yi nodded, opened the door and got out of the car.

The rain has just stopped.

The road is still wet, and there is already a long queue on the sidewalk in front of the nightclub, and most of the people in line are young people, who are dressed in all kinds of strange clothes, and there are many bewitching women in scantily clad clothes.

Two tower-like men stood at the door with expressionless faces, and only after someone came out of it did they stamp and let people in.

Zuo Yi looked up at the neon sign hanging above, and the four English words "Duke" on it were particularly eye-catching.

The Duke's Club, a nightclub in Manton, Nulai, is famous in the middle of the American world, and it welcomes all the extraordinary to visit and offer an all-round indulgence.

The club's owner, Duke Leslie, is on the list provided by the Tarot Society, a Ringer of the True Council.

But the evidence that Tarot would have would not be enough to prove him, and the Leslie family was well-known in Nulehehe and very powerful.

The Tarot Society had been suspecting that the Duke's Club was being used by the Council of True Knowledge to recruit new blood, and they tried to drive a nail to get information, but the spy was never heard from again.

Zuo Yi went straight to the door of the club.

One of the janitors said in a deep voice, "Boy, go to the back and line up." ”

"I don't think I need to. ”

Zuo Yi stretched out his right hand to him, holding a coin in his palm, which melted into a mass of metal liquid under the gaze of the other party.

"Sir, please..."

The fierce janitor's face changed immediately, and he respectfully opened the door, bending down to make an inviting gesture.

The Duke Club welcomes all transcendentals, and if he dares to keep Zuo Yi out, then he will definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

"Thank you. ”

Zuo Yi gave a large bill as a tip, and walked into the club under the envious and jealous gaze of others.

After passing through a short corridor, the stained glass door in front of me opened automatically, and suddenly a wave of sound and heat rushed to the face!

The main hall is several thousand square meters in size, and there are three floors above and below, and the interior is decorated in a radical style, full of avant-garde and heavy metal flavors.

Young men and women gathered around the front of the stage, and to the roar of the music and the roar of the DJ, followed by the girls above squirming desperately, and colorful lasers swept across the audience in a chaotic manner, reflecting a scene of extreme noise.

In such an environment, it is difficult for ordinary people to control their emotions, and they will involuntarily follow "hi".

Zuo Yi noticed that some tattooed teenagers were shuttling through the crowd selling contraband, and the air was mixed with strange smells.

He glanced left and right, then squeezed to the front of the bar.

The bar is long, and five or six bartenders are busy preparing drinks for the guests.

Zuo Yi found an empty seat and sat down, he casually dropped a large bill on the bar, and said to the bartender in front of him: "Give me a glass you are good at." ”

The bartender put away the bills with great skill and smiled, "Please wait. ”

The bartender quickly concocted a blood-red cocktail for Zuo Yi and respectfully handed it over: "Flame Hell." ”

Zuo Yi took it and tasted it, nodded and said, "It's not bad." ”

The bartender was a little proud: "I created it myself, and the average person can only drink one drink at most." ”

In the nightclubs and bars of Nulai, a bartender can't get along without a little housekeeping skills.

Zuo Yi smiled.

The bartender tentatively asked, "Are you Korean?"

Zuo Yi shook his head: "No." ”

The bartender immediately said with certainty: "Then you must be from Daxia!"

Zuo Yi was a little curious: "Why not Dongying?"

For these Europeans and Americans, Asians, especially those from the three East Asian countries, belong to the same face, and they cannot distinguish specific nationalities at all.

The bartender smiled, "No Dongying person I've ever seen is as tall as you." ”

Zuo Yi smiled dumbly.

The bartender was quite interesting, and he dropped another big bill and asked, "Is your boss here in the evening?"

According to the Tarot Society, if nothing happens, then Duke Leslie will basically stay in the club and have fun.

The banknotes disappeared from the counter in an instant, and the bartender stretched out his finger and pointed upstairs and said, "The boss is on the third floor, but..."

He kindly advised: "There are many people who come here to find our boss, but very few are qualified to talk to him, and if you make him unhappy, you will definitely regret it." ”

"Thank you. ”

Zuo Yi raised his wine glass, drank the cup of Flame Hell, and then walked towards the stairs next to him.

The bartender took the empty glass, looked at Zuo Yi's back and shook his head.

He is not very optimistic about Zuo Yi.

Because the Duke doesn't like the Great Xia people, he has already warned him just now, and if Zuo Yi doesn't listen, then he doesn't care.

Zuo Yi made it to the second floor smoothly, but at the staircase leading to the third floor, he was stopped.

The man in the suit wearing sunglasses said coldly: "You can't go up there." ”

"I heard your boss is looking for this..."

Zuo Yi flipped his wrist and showed a gold medal for avoiding death: "I'm here to make a deal with him." ”

The man in the suit frowned as he stared at the gold medal, a little hesitant.

Zuo Yi handed over the gold medal: "Show it to your boss, I'm sure he will meet me." ”

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