"There's a foreign girl pole dancing in the gathering place? Or undressed? Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately petrified, this is one of his dreams, when he was an otaku, he was full of sexual interest in the golden silk cat, and he was fascinated by the legendary pole dancing for a long time, he was very much in favor of Mazi's last sentence, if he could be with the foreign girl for a while, it would be regarded as winning glory for the country, and he would die without regrets.

The man continued to talk about his experience, the audience invisibly added one more person, Taro was not interested in listening to that, he was playing with his new gun, Type 92 pistol, this is the apology of the women's barracks, Taro didn't want it, or Zhang Huai'an spoke, he just got it in his hand, and now he is also a person with two guns.

From Mazi's narration, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew the ins and outs of the matter, someone opened a bar in the so-called high-end residential area of the gathering place, and found a foreign girl to dance pole dancing with a few beautiful women.

The night of the gathering place is boring, except for the casino, there is no entertainment in other places, there is such a rare foreign girl to everyone yy, there are more people to go, the ticket is also from ten catties of food stamps to thirty catties, some of the drinks bought from the market area are directly sold to the womanizers.

That's not all, but also made a limit on the number of people, only 30 people a day, most of the tall people are itching, and the pockmarks that have been there once will explain to everyone, which can naturally arouse the interest of others.

"I only went once, I feel really not a loss, I'm going to go and see it later, I can still afford thirty or fifty pounds of food stamps, is there anyone to go with me, there will be no place if it's late."

Mazi began to promote, seeing that he was so publicity, some people whispered below, suspecting that the pockmarked face was a nursery invited by others, some people were interested in trying it, most people weighed it, and felt that they could only pass the addiction of striptease with thirty catties of food stamps, and some couldn't draw it, so they didn't pay attention to it, and each found some small circles to talk about what they were interested in.

Mazi didn't care, he walked out of the store with three men who were willing to see him, and when he saw Mazi walking out, Zhang Xiaoqiang hesitated, thinking that he was now making great progress, and he was not afraid of Xiaoxiao making trouble with him, so he chased out with taro, and secretly guessed in his heart, what does that foreign girl look like? How old are you? How big is the bust? And most crucially, how long are the thighs?

Zhang Xiaoqiang has seen a lot of beauties in the last days, the most outstanding is Mu Peipei, Shangguan Qiaoyun and Yuan Yi around him are not bad, he doesn't mention much interest in oriental beauties, and foreign girls are a rare thing for him.

Mazi walked in front, Zhang Xiaoqiang followed behind with taro, and after a while, he came to the front of a house with a big signboard, the house is no different from other places, the key is that the signboard is very attractive, a tall beauty with a slender black shadow occupies two-thirds of the place, poss, both hands slightly open to both sides of the chest, wearing high heels, carrying *** in one hand, and *** with a bow in the other.

Seeing the big signboard, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that he had come to the right place, and arrived at the door with infinite reverie and taro, there were two big men guarding the door at the door, one person was sitting, and there was a wooden box on the desk in front of him, and on the side of the wooden box was a 77-style pistol, and on the side of the pistol was a stack of round number plates pressed with metal.

As soon as he walked in, the standing big man looked at the two of them with cold eyes, one hand behind his back, pressed on the pistol on his waist, and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang sitting in a wheelchair, and Taro was still a child, so he relaxed and greeted the two with a smile.

"Thank you for coming, forty pounds of food stamps are ...... alone"

Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped doing it when he heard it, Mazi said that he was thirty pounds a person, and when he came to himself, he was forty pounds a person, bullying the disabled? Zhang Xiaoqiang thought shamelessly.

"I wipe ...... Didn't you say thirty pounds a person? Why has the price increased? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang glared at the man angrily, and the taro was also like Zhang Xiaoqiang to the man's eyebrows, and he was a little eager to try it, showing off his 92-style pistol.

"You don't know, the food stamps have increased, but the time for the performance has also increased, the foreign girl has to twist for hours at a time, and it also consumes physical strength, and the gathering place is just such a foreign girl, do you say that we can't hold on tightly, all kinds of enjoyment must be the best, the food eaten is all the best bought from the market, cosmetics, moisturizer, and even the messy women's things need food stamps."

The man is used to explaining, and he said a lot of nonsense, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't understand it for a long time, and it was summed up that it was very difficult for a foreign girl to feed, and if she didn't pay attention to it, she would become a withered rose.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, but in the end he simply stopped talking, and directly took out a hundred catties of food stamps to shut the man.

The man was very careful, took the food stamps to identify the authenticity, retrieved twenty catties, Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hand, and rewarded him as a tip.

The two men had a smile on their faces, such a generous guest was unique in the gathering place, they served them even more dedicatedly, and they didn't take the number from the table, but took it out from under the table, and told Zhang Xiaoqiang softly that it was the position in front of them, and when they entered the door, they didn't even check it, and let the two enter, just kindly reminded them not to expose the gun outside, Zhang Xiaoqiang was even more relieved.

The two of them slightly covered their guns with their clothes and entered the wooden house, and as soon as they entered, they were staired, and Taro pulled his wheelchair down to the bottom, and under the dim red light, the space became warm.

More than a dozen Xiaoyuan tables are scattered around the stage with steel pipes in the middle, and there are number plates on the tables, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembers that his number plate is No. 2, and he only walked forward with taro, and found his table near the edge of the stage, and the taro placed Zhang Xiaoqiang on the left side, and he looked curiously on the right.

Seeing the nervousness of the taro, Zhang Xiaoqiang was amused, and he didn't care about him, he also looked up like the taro, the wooden table and seats were arranged very carefully, and these things were placed in the dark to the greatest extent, so that the guests sitting on it were also shrouded in darkness.

The guests who come here are with a kind of hunting psychology, there is always a fear of not knowing the rules and losing the taste, darkness is the best protective color, being in the dark can make them feel the greatest safety, some of the most side-to-side wooden tables have been filled, with Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyesight can naturally see their nose hair.

These men thought that they were better hidden, whispered to each other, with a YD smile on their faces, looked left and right, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't see any acquaintances. He also settled down, he was too controlled before the end of the world, and this inertia has continued into their bones, and the first time they were always weak-hearted.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took a look at the surrounding environment at random, the atmosphere was good, the decoration was also good, the wooden floor, the log round table, the table was covered with a small red and white checkered tablecloth, there was a small table lamp on it, an order card, which introduced the prices of various drinks, one of which made Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes almost pop out, and it was written: "***, twenty catties per cup"