It's not for nothing that New York is known as the city that never sleeps, with a vibrant nightlife, a wide variety of bars, and a dazzling array of beautiful women, and it's often the place where you have the most sexual encounters. Novel. The update is so fast.

At this time, in a bar on New York's East Side, there was a crowd of people, countless men and women writhing feverishly on the dance floor, and the men were searching the crowd for their favorite prey with wide eyes.

At this moment, two men sat in the corner of the bar, and the dim light above their heads sprinkled on them, reflecting a vague light. There were already dozens of staggered bottles on the table in front of one of the men, and he was holding one in his hand and drinking it from his back. There were not a few wine bottles in front of the other man, but compared to the former, he looked much more elegant.

These two men are very handsome in appearance, and compared to them, all the men in this bar have become unsightly shit. They know it's a famous brand at a glance, unlike some people who pass off as rich people in cheap suits.

There is an idiom called uniqueness, which means that something is the only one in the world, and there is no other similar thing that can be compared to it, and today this idiom seems to be invalid, and the two men in front of him are unique no matter which one, but they are by no means unique.

There were already many women on the dance floor who wanted to step forward to talk to the two men, but before they could walk in front of each other, they were swept away by one of them, and their blade-like gaze froze them in place, not daring to cross the thunder pool for half a step. Even if there are thousands of unwillingness, they don't dare to rush forward, it is obvious that from the moment these two men came in, they were not surrounded by other beautiful women, as if they were only here to drink, not to find women.

It's a strange thing that men are in such places just to drink and not to find women

"Drink a few more bottles," said one of them, tossing his glass, to the other beside him, "Ellen, I'll go first, and I'll come back to you tomorrow." After speaking, without waiting for the other party to answer, he got up and strode away, and wherever he passed, people involuntarily got out of the way, and a few women chased out unwillingly.

The man known as Ellen is Edmund, and needless to say, there is only one person in this world who can be his equal, and can leave at will. Looking at Andrew's back as he left, Edmund sighed softly, it was not a way for Andy to be decadent like this. But at the moment, there is nothing that can be done to help him.

The man in black beside him stepped forward and whispered in his ear, "Boss, do you want to help him block" He was referring to the women who chased him out. He drank a lot of wine and was already a little drunk, and the man at this time was the lightest to be seduced by a woman.

"There's that little demon star in his house," a smile spread across Edmund's handsome face, "Do you think those women have a chance?"

"Yes." The man in black replied and stepped back.

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the crowd on the dance floor, and the people gathered in the center dispersed, only to see a man and a woman scuffling together in the middle of the dance floor. The man's bare head was shining with oil, and his body was bloated like a fat pig, his face flushed, and he smelled of unpleasant wine. Holding a woman in her hand, the woman has black hair, wearing a bright red silk thin skirt, her figure is slender and graceful, and the style that blooms up and down her body makes the man's heart ape.

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