The name of the bar is "Magic Coins", a very childish name, and it sounds like the name of a cartoon rather than a bar.

The furnishings in the bar are ordinary, just like anywhere else, but the only strange thing is that there are too many women in the bar.

The bar was not lively, with more than 90 percent female customers, and before Carlo came in, there were only a few men in the entire bar.

And those women, or plump, or sexy, or dignified, or charming... Each one is beautiful, sitting lazily in all corners of the bar, like a group of competing young ladies, waiting for their clients to come to the door.

After the stout man ushered Carlo into the bar, he silently walked to a corner and ignored him.

Carlo swept around the bar with interest, then sat down at the bar.

"Would you like something to drink?"

The bar owner is a blonde woman with a friendly smile, with a mediocre appearance and average figure, and she looks inconspicuous among the surrounding group of beautiful babes, except for the strange eyes with a slight pale pink in the light, which is easy to forget.

Carlo smiled at her and said, "Give me a glass of 'desire'." ”

The woman slowly narrowed her eyes and said lightly, "I'm sorry sir, I've never heard of any wine called that."

"Didn't you?" Carlo sighed with a look of disappointment on his face, "I thought you would tune it..." Well, whiskey on the rocks .."

The woman nodded, and returned her hand to bring the whiskey that Carlo had asked for.

Carlo took a sip of the wine, letting the strong, mellow liquid slowly ripp in his mouth, while surveying the bar.

Two men, one in his mid-forties, wore a dirty denim jacket and a baseball cap on his head, and a few handfuls of greasy hair that slipped out, and even as he sat here, Carlo could easily smell the strong smell of motor oil and sweat emanating from his body.

The other is a young man with ordinary facial features, in his early twenties, with an inferior shirt and cottage leather shoes, and a depressed little white-collar worker in the workplace.

These two people have different identities and appearances, but they have one thing in common - they are surrounded by several sexy and hot beauties.

No matter how you look at it, they should be the objects of these two people's kneeling and licking, even the girl standing on the street is definitely not a beautiful woman they can afford, but at the moment they are "buzzing" around the two like smelly flies, trying their best to please them... Kissing, stroking... I don't care about all kinds of affectionate actions, and there is even some taste of seduction in it.

And Carlo could clearly see the trace of extreme disgust hidden in their eyes that occasionally flashed in them.

Is it because of the money?

Carlo took a slow sip from his glass.

At this time, the greasy middle-aged man stood up with the two women in his arms, and before they left, the two women with extremely happy expressions settled the account for the man, and then staggered out the door together with the man.

Carlo blinked.

His current beautiful skin, as well as the watch and sports car keys deliberately exposed on the bar, did not win him the favor of any woman, and no one even wanted to look at him more, but somewhere else, and now he should have been the one who was held by the stars.

When did girls stop caring about money and appearance, and began to pay attention to the inside... Well, that man didn't look like he was on the inside.

Interesting.. Carlo touched his smooth chin and couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't have a favorite target?"

The bar owner slowly wiped a glass and looked at Carlo and said.

Carlo picked up the wine glass on the table and filled it for himself, and replied casually, "Yes, but it was just snatched by two women."

"Ahem.." The bar owner coughed violently, as if choked.

She looked up at Carlo in disbelief, and met Carlo's playful gaze, not knowing what to say for a moment.

At this time, the only remaining white-collar man also stood up, the same two women, and the same women helped him settle the bill, but this time, Carlo faintly heard him say to the woman in his arms: ".. Don't worry, I'll give you coins, as long as you serve well enough."

Are the prices of young ladies so cheap now?

Carlo suddenly remembered the name of the bar and seemed to understand something.

Time passed little by little, midnight, early morning... The bar was forgotten, no one ever walked in again, and the beautiful women who were sitting in the bar left one after another, as if because they had lost their patience.

Carlo drank glass after drink, during which the barkeeper tried to say something to him several times, but opened his mouth and finally closed it again. And every time the barkeeper wanted to talk to Carlo, all the women in the bar would instantly pay attention to him, as if they were suddenly interested in him, but when the barkeeper closed his mouth, this interest quickly faded again.

By three o'clock in the morning, the bar finally had a new clientele.

"When did this bar pop up.."

A handsome man muttered with a puzzled look, but he strode in anyway, because he didn't have a female companion by his side, so the stout man in the corner just glanced at him and withdrew his gaze.

"Wow puppet.." As soon as the handsome man enters the door, his eyes begin to glow, and his fiery gaze sweeps over each girl, from top to bottom...

"So I broke into heaven.."

The man screamed exaggeratedly, trying to get the attention of the beauties, but no one seemed to pay attention to him, and he walked sloppily towards the bar, towards Carlo.

“Black Label..” The man snapped his fingers at the bar owner, then leaned closer to Carlo and whispered, "Hey man, how long have you been here?"

Carlo glanced at him and replied faintly, "A few hours.."

"Oh God, is it that hard?" the man snorted and frowned, "It took you a few hours to get a beautiful woman?"

"I'm not ready to try yet." Carlo replied a little amusedly, "However, it doesn't seem to be easy.."

"Maybe it's because you're not doing it right." The man muttered, and then boasted, "I'm a master of pickling girls.."

As he spoke, he drank the wine from his glass in one gulp, aimed at a beautiful blonde sitting by the window, and winked at Carlo, "Look at me."

The handsome man brushed his hair and walked towards his target in a most chic pose... Then, a minute later, he was gone.

"Honestly, I don't like her type, she looks like a cow."

The man explained to Carlo a few words, and changed the target, this time it was an Asian beauty with long black hair... A minute later..

"This time my breasts are too small, I should pick the most suitable one... Well, it's just right to grasp it with one hand, you know.."

Soon, the handsome man tried almost every woman in the bar, but none of them wanted to talk to him for more than a minute.

"I see!" the man suddenly exclaimed, and leaned over to Carlo with a mysterious look on his face, and whispered, "It's a cheerleading bar, isn't it?!"

Carlo laughed, and the bar owner couldn't help but laugh.

The man couldn't help but blush.

"Looks like I'd better go back to bed early." The man hung his head and wanted to leave.

At this time, the bar owner suddenly spoke: "Here, pickled girls are not like this.."

The man's eyes lit up.

With a mysterious smile on his face, the bar owner stretched out his right hand, and ten golden coins were lying quietly in his palm, and said slowly: "Take this and try it again.."