The smell of blood in the bar was strong, not referring to the smell of blood that could be smelled by the nose, but from Russell's perception, and the sixth sense told him that many people had died here.

The blue light flashed in his eyes, the scenery changed dramatically, and a blood-colored mist swirled around the bar, and the cold chill lingered.

Russell closed his eyes, which were back to normal when they opened again, and he straightened his tightly buttoned collar and hurried to follow the Jacobs.

"Hey, handsome guys and hunks, all the girls in the bar tonight are half price, the price is fair, what are you still hesitating about, you will be picked away when it is late."

"Whether it's white, black, or Latinas, passionate, cold, juicy, hairy, biting, and bigger than you, we have it all here, one in a hundred!"

In the parking lot, you can see the sturdy hospitality from a distance, standing at the gate of the bar to solicit customers, ugly and ugly, but his eloquence is indeed good, and his speech speed is blowing, which arouses the interest of truck drivers and motorcycle drivers.

"Hehe, look at these guests......"

The host looked at Jacob's family, laughed obscenely, and when he saw Brother Seth, his face suddenly turned cold: "Guys, this is only for truck drivers who smell of engine oil, not a place where you should come." ”

Speaking of this, the hostess saw Russell in the shape of a priest and the bright cross on his chest, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Boom!

Seth took advantage of his unpreparedness, knocked the hospitality to the ground with a punch, rubbed his hands and pushed open the door of the bar, and said boldly: "Several, we should part ways tomorrow, it's a pleasure to get along with you, I'll pay for it tonight, you can indulge as much as you want!" ”

Jacob took his children by the shoulders and silently walked into the chaotic bar, praying that there would be no accidents tonight.

Richard stepped onto the bar steps, suddenly turned his head, punched and kicked the entertainer who got up, and laughed with a nervous smile.

Russell looked down at the hospitality on the ground, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he stepped over him with his foot.

……

Inside the bar, the band played rock 'n' roll, tobacco mixed with alcohol poured in the face, the hall was filled with red-eyed men, and angry scolding and brawls were everywhere.

It's a mess, but the hospitality at the door is right, there are really a lot of girls here.

The four walls and ceiling of the bar are made of large blocks of masonry, and although the floor is covered with wooden floors, it is empty when you step on it, and you can see that there is also a layer of floor tiles underneath.

The young dancers who are not dressed should either stand at the dining table or stand on the observation deck on the second floor, and writhe with the music.

Brother Seth, a social person, saw that the bar was full of social feelings, and immediately fell in love with it, and walked to the bar with a smile.

Jacob shook his head secretly, watching the dancers sway on the dance floor without blinking, and criticized inwardly. However, seeing his fat son's smile gradually rippling, he immediately snorted coldly and covered his eyes.

is also a priest, although Russell's eyes are wide without blinking, but his consciousness is much higher than Jacob's, his eyes are clear, he does not see the yellow of white flowers, only sees the degradation of morality and the distortion of human nature.

Looking at the dancers without clothes, trembling on the stage, forcing their faces to laugh and dance with music, Russell was extremely indignant in his heart: "I can't even afford to buy clothes, but I still insist on working the night shift, and I really need the glory of the Lord here, and it seems that only I can save them." ”

Ahead, Jacob stumbled, from praying that tonight would be safe to letting Russell go to hell.

At the bar, the Seth brothers got into trouble again, and like the hostess at the door, the bartender refused to serve them and told them to get out.

The bartender has a meaty face, a gangster, and a scimitar pinned to his waist, which looks very difficult to mess with.

Seth was enraged by the bartender's tough tone, and the two got into an argument, seeing that a fight was about to take place, and Jacob, the good old man, stepped in between the two.

"Guys, there's no need to get excited, it's just a misunderstanding!" Jacob illuminated his second-class driver and handed it to the bartender: "You said that only motorcyclists and truck drivers are entertained here, I am the truck driver, my RV is parked outside, they are my friends......"

The bartender sneered, returned his driver's license to Jacob, and looked at the Seth brothers like a dead man: "Welcome, have fun." ”

Just when everything was calm, Russell's appearance made the bartender's face change suddenly, and he said with a blushing face: "We don't entertain clergy here, you...... Leave now! ”

"Why?"

"Because I'm a ***!"

"Dude, what age is this......

Russell said, leaning back on the bar, his hand under his robe silently reaching out.

"Ahh———hh

The dancer next to Russell screamed, turned around suddenly, and was about to scold something, but was amused by Franklin, who was holding Russell's fingers, picked up the knife and threw a wink, as if nothing had happened.

The bartender looked at Russell with a black line on his face: "Are you really a priest?" ”

Russell shook his priest's black robe, and stretched out his finger to the cross: "From head to toe, no matter how you look at it, I am a real priest." ”

The bartender silently stepped back, kept a certain distance from the cross, and waved his big hand away from Russell.

Seth asked for two bottles of whiskey, walked over to a table, and put the pistol on the table, instantly freeing up a few empty seats.

"Russell, even if you are a false priest, please respect the clothes on your body, you just discredited the clergy." Jacob said huffingly.

"What does it matter, the Son used to say, no, the Lord used to say, either to have power or to have fun, and not both...... So I chose the latter. ”

“……”

Jacob didn't speak, but poured a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp, obviously angry.

"Well, I'm actually saving the girl, you see she's so poor that she can't afford clothes...... Jacob, where are you going? ”

Jacob silently changed his position away from Russell, and instead sat next to Russell, and he said with a look of adoration: "Russell, can you lend me a Franklin?" ”

"Why?"

"I also think they have no clothes to wear, it's pitiful!"

"Young man, your play is so fake, I don't see pity in your eyes."

Having said that, Russell gently hooked Scott's shoulder: "Stinky boy, for the sake of you being Chinese, secretly tell me who that poor girl is in your eyes." ”

Scott smiled shyly and pointed to the side, and Russell looked over and pouted.

"What's the matter, isn't she cute?"

"Cute is worthless in front of the big murderer!"