Ethan quickly quickened his pace and walked over to Jabber.

"Don't we need to stand in line?"

Jia Bo glanced at him arrogantly, "You are playing with Jia Bo, now let you see what the home field is." ”

The two walked straight to the door of the nightclub, and two burly men in black suits stood at the door, like the gods of the door, and stopped them with soft ropes in front of them.

Many of the popular nightclubs in Lao Mei are like this, and according to the relevant regulations, they need to limit the number of guests according to the size of the venue.

If the number of people is exceeded, the nightclub will face very serious penalties.

Therefore, there will be such a "door god", and they will strictly control the number of people entering the nightclub.

In the most popular time period, it is generally a few people who go out before a few people are put in.

So a very simple way to judge the popularity of a nightclub is to see how many people queue outside.

Jabbie walked to the front of the line, raised his hand and shook it, and the black suit in front of him immediately took the soft rope away and put Jabbie and Ethan inside.

This action immediately caused a protest, and Jaber raised his middle finger and swept around, walking inside without looking back.

"Are you a regular customer here?" Ethan asked curiously.

"It's not."

Jia Bo shook his head: "Uncle Ben is a super VIP here." ”

After passing through two soundproof doors, Ethan was hit by a sound wave on his head, and Ethan suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

The explosive electric sound shook his face, the air was mixed with the smell of all kinds of cigarettes, wine, and perfumes, and all kinds of men and women in the night club shook their bodies wildly on the dance floor in the middle.

The flickering lights illuminated everything psychedelic and filled with hormones.

He followed the well-traveled Jaber to a small booth in a great position, which was not very conspicuous, but it was facing the dance floor and the stage in front of him.

The booth was separated by a soft rope, and the waiter standing next to him saw Jia Bo coming and quickly removed the soft rope.

After sitting down on the sofa with moderate hardness and softness, the waiter handed over a wine list, Ethan studied it easily, and threw the wine list to Jaber, with a garish name on it, and a headache to look at.

Lighting a cigarette, he looked inside the dance floor, where the coldly dressed woman was dancing her thick waist.

Ethan looked fixedly, then looked at Jaber with a look of resentment, it was a man.

Jabber was full of joy, Ethan cheered up, and waited for a moment to stare at the two macho men back.

Soon, the small table of the booth was full of various drinks.

are all battle-hardened people, only two people sit in the booth and put a table of wine, it is self-evident, begging to hook up.

It didn't take long for the booths to fill up.

The two sides are clearly distinguished, Ethan's side is full of coolly dressed beauties, and Jabber's side is full of men in fancy clothes and feminine temperament.

As Ethan was chatting with 36E, who was wearing a hip-wrapping skirt next to him, Jaber patted him on the arm.

"I have something to leave for a while, and I'll come back later."

"Okay, no problem."

Ethan waved his hand and left him alone, now busy.

After a while, the music slowly subsided, the lights dimmed, and the people bouncing on the dance floor stopped.

Ethan didn't know why, put down his glass, and asked a goth man sitting next to him:

"What is this going to do? Inspection? ”

The goth man clapped his hands excitedly and replied loudly, "No, today's show is about to start." ”

"Performance?"

"That's right, it's wonderful." The goth man looked expectant.

Ethan also lit a cigarette in anticipation, when the lights in the arena dimmed completely.

With a bang, two pillars of light shone on the performance stage in front.

In the middle of the intersection of the pillars of light, a man with blond hair and a gorgeous court dress turned his back to the audience.

As far as everyone can see, the sound of dynamic music sounds.

The man on the stage shook his body to the music, and raised one hand and snapped his fingers.

As he moved, sexy dancers in ballet costumes jumped up from both sides of the stage with agile steps, standing in a row behind them, and kept raising their legs.

Ethan picked up his glass, his eyes glowing.

The next moment, the music was loud, the lighting effects were full, and the gorgeous court clothes turned around smoothly, holding the microphone and singing loudly.

Ethan's hand pouring wine into his mouth stopped, staring blankly at the stage.

"What's wrong?"

36E saw the wine spilling from the corner of Ethan's mouth and quickly helped him remove the glass.

"Fake."

Ethan swallowed the wine in his mouth with difficulty, and the person singing and dancing on the stage, although wearing heavy makeup, he recognized it at a glance as Jabber.

The next moment, he also jumped onto the sofa with a wine bottle and cheered, beckoning the people in the booth to dance to the music.

Driven by Ethan, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly exploded, and the men, women, men, and women in the nightclub were all excited.

Seeing this, Jabber winked at Ethan.

Then he stepped off the stage and came to Ethan's booth.

The sexy dancers behind him also followed his movements, and they all surrounded him, Ethan looked at it, all of them had long legs, and Ethan's card seat directly became the focus of the audience.

Just as the scene was overturning, a sharp voice sounded.

"Hey, you freak, you have nice clothes, did your dad buy them for you before or after you got on you?"

Jaber was stunned, he turned his head to look, then pulled the microphone on his neck, and the music immediately stopped.

"Excuse me, the music was too loud just now, can you say it again?"

Jaber took the microphone and looked at a loose table next to him, where three middle-aged men sat around the small round table.

The nightclub was also quiet, and everyone's eyes were cast on the men.

One of the bald men leaned back in his chair and said defiantly:

"Excuse me, isn't that clear enough? I'll repeat it again, I just said that the clothes on your body were not exchanged for chrysanthemums. ”

There was a sudden boo in the venue, and the bald man didn't care, but enjoyed the booing.

Seeing that the store's security personnel were about to come, Jaber reached out to stop him and motioned for the rest of the room to be quiet.

"This is a place where all of us are free to express our thoughts, including these three gentlemen, and they are too."

The noise stopped, and they all looked at Jabber.

Jabber walked back to the stage, and with a wave of his finger, a light struck the table.

"Actually, I admire you very much, and you must have mustered up a lot of courage to come to this place."

"Especially when you're struggling with your sexuality, and you can only drink together, hoping to get so drunk that you forget the fact that you've licked each other's dicks."

Jabber's voice fell, and the nightclub burst into laughter.

The three people sitting on the stage were so angry that their faces turned red after being coaxed by the people in the nightclub.

"Fayu." One of them abruptly stood up and hurried onto the stage.

"Sorry, baby, you're not my type."

Garber shook his head, pulled up the hem of his skirt, and kicked sideways, and to a deafening laugh, the man tumbled off the stage.

At this time, the security personnel were no longer polite, and picked up a few of them and dragged them outside the nightclub.

(End of chapter)