The waitress carrying the tray thanked her happily with a sweet smile on her face.

The three pallets of dollars and the drinks in front of them add up, and tens of thousands of dollars are gone.

Garber held a cigar in his mouth, and he waved his hand indifferently and said, "You don't have to worry about this, the most important thing is to have fun." ”

Ethan shook his head and smiled, grabbed a thick wad of bills, and swung it vigorously upward.

Under the neon lights, a large mass of banknotes flew upwards with a bang, and then fluttered and fell, instantly detonating the audience.

Strippers who were of the highest quality figure and appearance rushed over, but they touched a gray nose on Jaber's side.

They thought of something, and leaned over to Ethan, making him addicted to picking and choosing.

Seeing this, the handsome-looking men in all corners of the club immediately stood up and walked towards Jabber.

Everyone takes what they need and has a good time.

Ethan left behind four of the best girls, all with long legs and natural breasts.

Surrounded by a few thong-clad girls, Ethan first handed out a wad of money by himself, then placed two rows of wine glasses on the table and poured whiskey with a clatter.

Under his leadership, everyone took their glasses and drank them down, and the night began.

Ethan was hugging left and right when he noticed a couple of men in T-shirts who didn't look very old sitting at the bar.

Except for the man in the blue golf shirt, the other three people were all full of excitement, and it was the first time they had come to these Fengyue places.

Especially when they saw Ethan spending their money, they cast envious glances.

At this moment, the man in the blue golf shirt saw something, put down the beer bottle in his hand and walked straight to them.

Ethan's gaze followed him, and the handsome man with short blonde hair walked up to Joni and happily high-fived him.

Seeing that he hadn't come to find fault, Ethan returned his gaze to the hips in front of him that were shaking wildly.

"Ethan, this is my cousin."

Ethan turned his head, and Jonny was putting his arm around the man's shoulders and introducing him.

He patted his buttocks and asked the blonde to sit on the other side, then stood up with a smile and stretched out his arms.

"I'm Ethan."

"Hi, I'm Dwight Steve."

The man grabbed his short blonde hair and shook his hand.

Jabber was smoking a cigar on the side, watching the woman on the pole in front of him writhing her body, a person who had always ignored strangers like this.

Jonny knew his character, so he brought his cousin to Ethan.

"My cousin is a student at State University, and I used to bring him here to play." Jonny said, holding up his glass.

Dwight took a sip of his wine, grinned at the bar, and said:

"Now that the tradition continues, I've brought Eric over here, and he's over the bar."

The three people on the other side of the bar saw them cast their eyes and hurriedly raised the beer bottle in their hands.

Jonny was stunned and asked with a toothache on his face:

"Is that the guy who played handicrafts while watching action movies and scared grandma to death?"

"Poof."

Ethan squirted the whiskey in his mouth, the amount of information was too great to react for a while.

"It's a fuck-up thing, but it's all in the past, and now he's admitted to a state university, and he's in a branch with me." Dwight shrugged helplessly.

At this time, Jonny looked at Ethan, "How about letting them all come and sit?" ”

Ethan nodded, raising his glass in the direction of the bar.

It doesn't matter if you come out to play, the more lively the better, they are all friends brought by Jonny's cousins, and they are not outsiders.

Anyway, these strippers are all drinking, dancing, and can't do anything, so there is no such thing as more monks and less meat.

Dwight also beckoned to a few people over there at this time, and the three people sitting on the high stool holding beer bottles suddenly stood up excitedly and walked towards them.

When they came to the booth, several of them greeted each other.

Wearing a blue and white striped T-shirt is Eric, who looks quiet, with messy short hair, and is the fierce man who did the handiwork that Jonny just said.

A little fat man named Bobby who put a brown short-sleeved T-shirt on top of a yellow long-sleeved T-shirt was smiling.

Finally, there is a short-haired black man in a floral shirt, who looks a little restrained, and his name is Mike.

Everyone is young, Ethan knows what they are thinking, and with a pull, everyone has a hot stripper by their side.

He threw a wad of money at each of the strippers and made them dance on their laps.

The dancer dressed sexily writhed on herself, looking at the swaying and approaching giant, the little brothers didn't know where to swing their hands.

Seeing the helpless look of those people, Ethan laughed.

He didn't put anything on the show, and poured whiskey on them, and the little fat man was the first to let himself go, throwing away the beer in his hand, and taking a sip of the glass.

The hot feeling went straight to the top of his head, and the little fat man Bobby suddenly screamed and writhed with the strippers next to him.

Under Ethan's guidance, they suddenly felt restrained and poured whiskey into their mouths one after another.

Seeing that Ethan drank a few glasses of wine without changing his face, Dwight raised an eyebrow and touched his glass.

"Judging by your drinking posture, it's nothing compared to our Steve family."

At this time, Eric next to him frowned and drank a large sip of whiskey, and Dwight quickly added: "Except, of course, Eric." ”

Ethan looked at Jonny with interest, "Hey, Jonny, I didn't know you had a good drink. ”

Dwight thumped his chest twice and extended his index finger, "He's totally fine, the people of the Steve family are never in vain when they drink." ”

"Hey, don't say this in front of him."

Jonny had seen Ethan's drinking, and he quickly grabbed Dwight's shoulder, "Do you want to wait to crawl back to school?" ”

It's okay not to say it, but when he said this, Dwight was immediately unconvinced, he rolled up his short sleeves and put the glass on the table, "There is no one in the fraternity who can drink me, try it." ”

Jabber was also in his spirits at this time, and he asked the waiter to take all the whiskey in front of him with a wicked smile.

"Please, Jabber." Jonny gave him a disgruntled look.

Ethan also smiled and waved his hand, he likes to drink, and he doesn't like to fight.

Just as they were having fun, a burst of cheers rang out, and Ethan looked sideways, and on the booth directly opposite them, there was a rain of banknotes, which quickly attracted the attention of the audience.

Inside the booth sat several men with glasses, looking at them defiantly.

(End of chapter)