Caesar sat on the couch in the club lobby, sipping a glass of wine and gathering information.

After a while, he saw Colonel Hendley, with a girl in his left and right hands, led by a woman in a plush cloak, who was wearing a revealing dress on such an entertainment occasion, revealing a large amount of spring light, but still exuding the aura of an empress, towards one of the private rooms with curtains.

In the hall of the club, all the security guards subconsciously moved out of their positions, not daring to stop the woman's pace. The regular customers who often come did not come forward to talk, and although the eyes of the women were full of obscenity and desire to conquer, they were more of a fear that could not be concealed.

If you have an in-depth understanding of the Hellfire Club, you will know that the woman is the legendary boss behind the scenes. The Hellfire Club can be loved by the upper class, and it is popular in black and white, but it is not an ordinary nightclub.

And as the behind-the-scenes boss of the club, the woman is naturally not an ordinary senior girl.

When the curtain of the private room was lowered, the White Queen's beautiful eyes swept across the lively hall, and her gaze paused for a moment on Caesar. Her brows furrowed slightly, as if the other party had seen it somewhere, but she quickly lowered the curtain without leaving a trace.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Caesar's eyes were lowered, his back was comfortably leaned back on the sofa chair, his neck was raised, he drank the wine in one gulp, and snapped his fingers at the passing sommelier, "Another glass of brandy." ”

"Yes, sir." The sommelier respectfully accepted the glass.

At this moment, at the door of the club's lobby, another young and sexy girl walked in.

The girl has long dark blonde hair and waist-length, and her appearance is also top-notch in this place where beautiful women are gathered. A good figure with a healthy wheat color makes people have a sense of sight. She was also wearing a black sexy three-point pose, but she was a little embarrassed, her hands were slightly nervous on her lower abdomen, and she stepped on the red carpet on tiptoe with her bare feet slightly.

Several middle-aged gentlemen who were still in the hall moved slightly, rubbing their palms together, like wolves smelling blood, quickly surrounded the girl.

In the Hellfire Club, guests have the right to choose the girl, and the girl does not have a choice, and whoever makes the reservation first is counted as whoever makes the reservation.

"The ......"

The girl saw a few people approaching her, and couldn't help but shrink down, just trying to find a reason to refuse, but unexpectedly, someone suddenly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to wrap around her little waist without fat. Under her exclamation, she took it directly into her arms as a possession.

"I'm sorry, I made an appointment for this." Caesar held the newly replaced wine glass, hugged the girl and smiled.

The girl was stunned, her brain went blank, and she forgot to resist for a while.

A few other middle-aged gentlemen, who were a step late, looked at the young man with a sense of snatching, and the elegant face of the original gentleman immediately froze

The corners of Caesar's mouth went up, and he hugged the girl and walked to the sofa, leaving behind the middle-aged gentlemen with iron faces.

"Little bunny!"

As a high-ranking diplomat in Italy, Griff was about to go forward to a theoretical confrontation with Caesar, but was stopped by two old friends who were traveling with him.

"Forget it, Griff, it's not good to make trouble here."

"yes. Give the Hellfire Club some face, wait until you get out of this door, and then slowly settle the calculations. ”

Hearing his friend's advice, Griff glared at him, blew his beard, and looked angrily at Caesar's distant back, "Alright then, count him in luck." ”

Taking the girl to a corner, Caesar sat down on the sofa first, then pulled the girl down in his arms, and passed the shaking glass to her lips, "Come, drink with me." ”

"Whew." The girl was still in a state of semi-stunned, opened her lips obediently, took a sip of wine, and two blush floated on her white cheeks.

Caesar kept smiling, continued to shake the glass, looked at the remaining lip prints on the rim of the glass, took a sip of his own wine, and slammed his slab, "Not bad." ”

"You, you ......"

The girl finally reacted, she was molested by a boy five years younger than herself, she subconsciously wanted to break free from Caesar's arms, but Caesar hugged her tighter and whispered in her ear: "You, not a girl, are you?" ”

The girl's heart was turbulent, she no longer resisted, and pretended to be confused and whispered, "What are you talking about?" ”

Caesar smiled, took her slender hand, leaned close to her earlobe and replied, "You have a crust on your right index finger, although it is not obvious, but you can see it when you touch it, and it is full of disharmony with the rest of the smooth parts. This is because of the long-term use of guns. ”

"I'm self-defense, can't I?" The girl is still hard-mouthed.

Caesar blinked, "Yes." But as a girl, your body is too clean. If you are inexperienced, I can teach you at night. ”

"You...... Little bastard. ”

Obviously he is much older, but he has been molested several times, and the girl has lost again, and the young man in front of him is definitely an old fritter. Despite this, she didn't show any panic, since the teenager knew that she was not a girl and helped her out, it meant that the other party had no malicious intent.

"My name is Caesar, what about you, sister?" Caesar hugged the girl and continued to taste the wine.

"Mora. By age, you should call me sister. ”

Mora raised her head in dissatisfaction and glanced at Caesar angrily, but at such a close distance, she finally saw him clearly, and with each other's noses almost touching each other, she was electrocuted and bounced out.

Before she could bounce a few centimeters away, Caesar pulled her into her arms again, "Be careful, the security guards here are watching." ”

"Damn, bear with you!"

Mora gritted her teeth, if the CIA training center knew, the female devil who didn't know how many male agents had fallen down, was lying in the arms of a teenager like a cat at this time, I don't know what kind of sensation it would cause.

"Well, that's right."

Caesar smiled faintly, "Now that we know each other, can you tell me where you come from and what your purpose is?" ”

"Of course not."

Mora decisively refused, then hesitated, "Unless, you help me distract the security guards in the hall...... Forget it, you can't do that either. ”

"Then it's settled."

Caesar suddenly let go of Mora and got up from the sofa, which made Mora feel a little lost inexplicably, and in a trance, he saw Caesar walking towards the three Griffs who were still in the hall.

"What does he want to do?" Mora was stunned.

The three Griffs were drinking and chatting in search of a new girl, and Caesar walked up to them. When Griff saw that it was Caesar, before he could react, he was slapped hard in the face.

'Smack! ’

An extremely loud slap sounded in the hall of the Hellfire Club, causing the guests to cover their mouths in horror and attracting the attention of the security guards on duty.

"You, what are you doing!" Griff gripped the injured left side of his face and looked at Caesar angrily, his flushed face quickly swollen.

"Nothing. I remember that I was very upset when you glanced at me just now, so I slapped you to discourage. ”

Caesar took out a white handkerchief and wiped the palm of his slap.

Griff's eyes were on fire, and he said angrily, "Are you humiliating me in a special way? Do you know who I am?! ”

"No, no, I'm not targeting you alone."

Caesar threw away the handkerchief and said lightly: "I mean, you, and the two behind you are garbage, staining my eyes, and the trouble will disappear from my eyes immediately!" ”

As soon as this extremely arrogant sentence came out, the entire Hellfire Club hall was in an uproar.