Bangkok, Thailand.

Located in the most prosperous Japan Street in the center of the city, in the hot air, there are all kinds of women sitting on both sides of the street, they wear heavy makeup, scratch their heads, and wave and shout to passing men, showing their sexiest side.

Now, I'm one of them.

I wore a lot of makeup, especially heavy eyeshadow, which barely covered the wounds on my eyes.

This eye injury was inflicted by Brother Wild Boar this morning.

Brother Wild Boar, one of the partners of this bar, is a native of Thailand and does not speak Chinese very well. But men all over the world are the same, and when they see good-looking women, they always want to get into trouble.

I arrived in Bangkok two months ago, and then I came to this bar called "wild", which translates to Chinese for wild bar. In the biological world, all beautiful magnetism is proud, I know that I am beautiful, more beautiful than any woman in the wild bar, the only thing that is beyond it is the two shemales.

For two months, I didn't bring a lot of income to the wild bar, it was all some wine money, and after a month, it wasn't as much money as an average woman, why? Because I don't sell myself!

Brother Wild Boar discussed this with me many times in his broken Chinese, but I refused; This morning, he came to my room with his own desires, and the idea that forcibly insulting me would make me start selling myself and bring more income to the wild bar.

I believe that many customers have reflected to Brother Wild Boar that they want to sleep with me.

I resisted desperately, and the screams resounded through the quiet of the morning in Japantown, and Brother Boar punched me in a fit of rage before leaving.

The women in the wild bar don't like me, and the only woman I have a good relationship with is called Kelly, a Thai woman with a miserable background.

While Kylie was drugged my face, Serena appeared at the door, speaking something in Thai that I didn't understand; I didn't understand it, but I could tell from Serena's expression and the way Kelly frowned that she didn't say anything good.

Serena has always been my rival, and although I don't have the heart to fight her, she has always treated me as a sworn enemy, and will compete for me in the sale of alcohol.

I can tolerate all of this.

I've endured it for the past two months.

It's all for tonight.

Looking at those neon billboards, I was a little stuck in my memory, and at this time, suddenly I felt pushed from behind, and my whole body fell forward.

When I was about to fall, I was grabbed by an arm, a strong arm with a tattoo on it from a mythical beast.

I glanced up at the man, said thank you in Thai, and then quickly stood up, deliberately looking nervous and looking away.

Next to the tall tattooed man, there were several strong men in white shirts, who hurriedly approached, looking a little nervous.

The tattooed man shook his head at them, and several of them took a step back.

This man seems to be a ruthless character who is not easy to mess with, if it were an ordinary man, the crowd of Sérena's hooves not far from me would have leaned in.

"Chinese?"

He asked, his voice low and powerful.

I glanced up at him and hurriedly shifted my gaze, "Yes." ”

"Look at me." He spoke again, his hand gently pinching my chin and making me look at him.

I looked at him.

The light that burst from his eyes was tinged with a sinister aura.

I'm not afraid, but I'm going to pretend to be afraid.

After staring at him for a few seconds, he pretended to be uncomfortable and wanted to look away.

"Interesting." He let go of his hand.

At this time, Brother Wild Boar greeted him.