The heavy door opened, and there was a crisp, 'click' sound of mechanical gear grinding at the door shaft.

Joe strode into the Mask Cat Club with his head held high.

The first second he stepped into the masked cat, Joe was startled, and with a strange scream, he jumped backwards violently, almost knocking away the two brothers Lan Mu and Lan Kikyo who were following him.

The two brothers reacted very quickly, Lan Muhibiscus shook his body, took two steps back, shook his hands, and a little blue cold light flickered between his fingers.

Lan Platycodon slammed directly into the wall, his body melted into the darkness, and in the air around him, there was an inexplicable cold air.

Then, the corners of Lan Mujian's mouth twitched.

In the air, there was a faint scolding sound from the blue bellflower.

Just behind the gate of the Mask Cat Club, at the end of the short corridor, there is a huge flower pot. In the flower pots, there are colorful and ambiguous women's clothes made of various light yarns and silks.

There was a small square stool without a backrest in the flower pot, and a young man with a handsome face and slightly curly hair sat quietly on the small square stool with his side facing the door. He rested one hand on his thigh, the other on his knee, his fist gently propped his chin, his gaze blurred and deep, and posed as a statue of a 'contemplative'.

The problem is not that this youth sits in a pot.

The problem was that the young man sitting in the pot was as clean as a newborn baby, and there was not even a trace of human weaving on him.

The only decoration on his body was a laurel wreath woven from the branches of a silver laurel tree on his head.

Joe never dreamed that the first time he stepped into the Mask Cat Club, he would see such a clean and slippery young man - he felt that his eyes were going to be blind!

"Leah is right, good boys can't come near the Mask Cat Club!" Qiao abruptly turned around and asked Lan Muhibiscus: "I seem to remember that in the "Imperial Public Security Law", there is a clause of 'disturbing social atmosphere'?" Am I not mistaken? In my law class, I got a perfect score of 100, and my raw grade was still 23 points! ”

Lan Mujian's face twitched, he glanced at Qiao deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Indeed, 'obstructing the social atmosphere' is not one, but a large number of corresponding legal provisions, listing one hundred and eight indecent behaviors that are harmful to the social atmosphere. ”

"Arrest him!" Jo pointed sharply at the young man in the pot.

Following Joe to the Mask Cat Club, Billy, who thought he could 'open his eyes', rushed up angrily with a few round policemen. They dragged the young man out of the pot and dragged him out of the way.

"Bastard...... Mom, my eyes! Several chubby policemen muttered angrily, and they all felt the same as Joe, and they all felt that their eyes had been greatly insulted.

The handsome, long-built young man assumed the pose of a martyr on the cross, and let Billy drag him to the door. When passing by Joe, the young man asked abruptly, "Are you lonely?" Are you empty? Do you want to know the meaning of existence? Do you know the truth of this world? ”

Joe's face twitched, he waved his hand vigorously, and whispered to Lan Mujian: "This guy, is a madman?" ”

Lan Mujian's face twitched, and the quenched needles between his fingers disappeared silently.

On the battlefield of the Great Plains of Rule, he encountered many fierce and mad Lucian enemies, and he experienced countless bloody battles of life and death, and was born and died countless times.

But it was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing...... This kind of thing subverted his already formed worldview and outlook on life, and he couldn't answer Joe's questions.

The young man replied to Joe's question with a loud roar: "I am not a madman, a stupid man, an ignorant creature, I am a wise philosopher...... Philosopher...... Ah, you're the police? Tyranny, tyranny! ”

"I am free, I am free, my soul is free, my body is free...... What do you do? Do? Let go of me, let go of me, you fools, you ruined my musings......"

"You are sinning, you are sinning...... The result of my thinking, for humanity, for the world...... Infinite value......"

Billy pulled out a handkerchief that hadn't been washed in at least a month and shoved it into the young man's mouth.

The young man was dragged out of the door, and with a 'bang', the door closed.

Joe shook his head, put his hands behind his back, sighed, looked left and right, and then cautiously, step by step.

The walls on both sides of the short corridor are plastered with oak parapets, on which nearly 1,000 large and small photos are fixed with fine needles.

Joe whistled softly, camera, photograph, this is a novelty, in the port of Tulum, few people have ever taken pictures. But at the Mask Cat Club, it's clear that this novelty is not unusual.

The light in the corridor was dim, and Joe's eyesight became excellent in the dimness.

In those photos, handsome men and women gathered together in various bizarre poses...... Some of the photos, purely inappropriate for children, are left in this corridor in and out of the corridor, and passers-by can easily see them.

"It's funny." Joe muttered to himself.

Lan Kikyo emerged from the darkness, shook his brows, and cautiously followed Joe on.

The two brothers had general expressions, they seemed to be abrupt, from the primitive wilderness, inexplicably into the extremely prosperous human wolf in the city. A little overwhelmed, a little overly nervous, they followed behind Joe, the muscles near the spine slightly tensed, ready to fight and kill at any time.

"Take it easy, relax it." Joe felt the faint scarlet aura flowing from the two brothers, and he hurriedly reassured the two brothers: "It's just a place similar to the pink mermaid, but it's just a place that pays for fun...... I'll do it! ”

After a few short steps, he came to an end, and then Qiao subconsciously scolded a wonderful foul language.

At the end of the corridor is an oval square about the size of an acre.

The oval plaza is slightly shorter than the corridor, and you have to go down a staircase to officially enter this small square.

On the left and right sides of Joe, around the oval square, are semi-open private rooms with extremely extravagant decorations, and at the door of each private room hangs a beaded curtain made of thin pearls, and various figures are clearly visible inside.

And in the middle of this square, on a round platform that is level with the corridor, dozens of people are wearing ...... Oh no...... It was dozens of tall and hot girls wearing a few thin strips of gold and silver cloth, holding hands and shaking their thighs wildly.

They wore shiny high-heeled boots, their bodies were covered with shiny sweat, their long slender and powerful legs shook vigorously, and their thin heels trampled on the round platform, making a crisp sound of 'popping'.

Their makeup ...... Their makeup was incomparably glamorous, with heavy gold and silver eye shadows, lips as red as if they had just drunk human blood, eyebrows dyed green, red, blue, and white, and fine lines on their cheeks like witch runes.

This kind of makeup makes these girls like the legendary witches of hell, full of strange and powerful seduction.

On their heads, they wore gorgeous crowns of feathers.

Made of the tail feathers of precious birds such as birds of paradise and birds of paradise, they are seven or eight feet high, taller than these girls themselves, and the fluffy and fluffy feather crowns like large feather fans dance above their heads, flashing with gorgeous light, which sets off their more and more bewitching and evil spirits, and sets off their young and beautiful bodies like whirlpools, which deeply attract countless eyes.

Under this round platform, hundreds of men and women, their 'simple' clothes, full of 'primitive' 'wildness', holding hands in hand, formed a dozen concentric circles, like crazy demons running around the round platform and howling quickly.

Joe, Lan Hibiscus, Lan Kikyo, and Yaya Peter, who followed up, all looked at the 'impulse' of the 'wild' in their eyes with dull eyes, and they were all tense, unable to speak for a long time.

Suddenly, a loud roar came from above Joe's head, which scared Joe so much that he almost rushed up and threw a punch with all his might.

Just above the side of the corridor, outside the guardrail on the second floor, a huge birdcage hangs under a steel beam more than ten feet long.

A shirtless, noble-style leggings, barefoot, handsome face, and a sad and melancholy look stood in a birdcage, holding a thick stack of manuscript paper in his hand.

The young man's eyes were fanatical, and after a hoarse roar, he jumped wildly in the birdcage, shouting loudly.

'Ah, my Margaret......'

"You are my heart, you are my liver......"

'You are the embodiment of Muteste on earth, and I am addicted to your every gentle breath......

'Oh, my Margaret, I will die for you...... I can die for you...... I can die for you right now......

"Is this another madman?" Qiao looked back and asked Lan Mu Hibiscus and Lan Kikyo brothers.

The two brothers shrank their heads and did not dare to speak, like quails frightened by thunder, and their muscles were tensed.

This kind of damn occasion is really not for them...... They would rather carry war knives and war swords, and embroider each other's bodies with the enemy on the battlefield, and they absolutely do not want to stand here and feel the turbid atmosphere of this black smoke miasma.

The air here is filled with a rich fragrance.

This kind of smell is not as good as the smell of gunsmoke on the battlefield for the two brothers!

A handsome, robust man dressed in a light veil, with a body bare, and olive oil smeared on his skin under the veil, causing his whole body to shine, carried a large tray full of various concoctions, and swayed in front of Joe with a ragged step.

He happened to hear Joe's question, and the handsome, sturdy waiter stopped and smiled at Joe's greasy smile.

"This burly and robust Excellency, he is not a madman, he is a respected playwright......"

"It's the first time I've met you...... It's definitely the first time I've seen you, otherwise I wouldn't have forgotten your appearance with a tall and mighty gentleman like you. ”

"Welcome to the Mask Cat Club, where everything is free...... You can, have fun! ”

The waiter winked at Joe, then twisted his waist slightly, and swayed away.

Joe subconsciously shivered.