Motorcycles sped down the road, leaving cars behind.

The gap between the rich and the poor here is huge, with luxury cars whizzing past and dilapidated scrapped cars spewing black smoke on the road.

There are high-rise buildings in the distance, and there are shacks everywhere in the distance, and small merchants and vendors are everywhere.

As I was driving, a faint gunshot could be heard from time to time.

But the people on the side of the road didn't take it seriously, and they still concentrated on their own things.

Walk through a few blocks and come to a building.

Ethan stopped the motorcycle and looked up, on the neon sign, a huge signboard with a strange name:

"Wild Ghost 18."

There was a deafening sound of music coming from inside the house, and groups of tourists walked inside, their faces fluttering. They were dressed very similarly to Ethan.

There are people who come out of it, and they also look empty and confused after being satisfied.

At the doorway, there were four security personnel.

Their pistols were just plainly stuck in the crotch of their pants.

Now it seems that attacking from the front is indeed not a wise choice.

Ethan stopped his motorcycle in the parking lot next to the door, lit a cigarette and walked to the front door.

"Euler."

One of the security guards nodded at him and said with a smile on his face, "Welcome to Ghost 18." ”

"Thank you."

Ethan tossed the metal lighter into a small plastic basket and walked through the security gate generously.

Didn't hear any alarm, the security officer who greeted him just now relaxed and handed the lighter back to him with a smile:

"Have fun, sir."

Compared to the security guards of the Sava Gentlemen's Club, the goods have to be thrown away.

Look at the vigilance of others, ordinary people really can't please them.

But these people can't help it, they can't do this industry here, they can't be vigilant, and they don't experience it once or twice.

Ethan bought a ticket for another twenty dollars, and finally entered Wild Ghost 18.

As soon as he entered, he was stunned.

Thinking by habit, when Lan Ma said that this was a branch hospital, Ethan only thought of hooking the bar to buy and sell, and it was a goldfish bowl for people to choose.

Unexpectedly, it was a large gothic-style nightclub inside.

On the stage, a bizarrely dressed band was playing music frantically, and the metal skull-headed guitar erupted into a pillar of fire.

The people in the hall all roared excitedly.

No wonder there is a ticket fee, there are performances inside, and in the dance pool below the performance stage, more than 100 people are jumping wildly to the rapid drum beat.

Ethan had just come in for a moment when he was sweaty from the restless atmosphere.

He made his way through the crowd and walked to the bar:

"Bourbon on the rocks, thank you."

The beautiful bartender dressed as an American schoolgirl immediately came over with a smile, and she shook her short black hair and poured Ethan a glass of whiskey:

"Ten dollars."

Ethan picked up a small half glass of whiskey, pouted, and drank it all in one gulp.

Putting down the wine glass, Ethan took twenty-five dollars out and slapped it on the table: "Another glass, it's my first time here, is there anything special here?" ”

The bartender shoved the extra five dollars into her bikini and put the twenty dollars away:

"There are no female guests here, including the staff, as long as you like, you can be served."

She brought another leaflet from the side:

"The above services are all available, you choose."

On the leaflet, there are a total of twenty or thirty service items.

They even have Thai-style dragon tendons, not to mention the finch massage.

I didn't expect Gu Chen's business acumen to be so good, this is going out of the world, integrating the strengths of all families, as long as you can afford the money, you can play any tricks.

He was also relieved to see the ordinary items above.

Seeing Ethan's hesitant look, the bartender in school uniform hurriedly explained:

"Sir, please rest assured, we are all professionally trained, and you can rest assured in terms of technique."

"You guys?"

Ethan looked up and glanced at the bartender behind the bar, a little confused.

The bartender nodded hurriedly and said expectantly:

"That's right, that includes me."

Since hearing Lan Ma say that in this city, this industry chain can generate billions of dollars in revenue every year, he has also searched for relevant information on his mobile phone.

An industrial chain like this is often filled with endless evils.

Searching through his mobile phone, it was not surprising that like these girls, behind each of them, the shadow of a Mexican gang was shrouded.

They have to meet their performance targets every month, and if they don't meet them, they will face a very terrible end.

People like them in high-end places are considered better.

When I first came to Tijuana today, I saw people standing on the side of the street wearing white stockings and dressed like a school girl, and those people were even worse.

If you don't pay enough money every month, you will be beaten, disfigured, cut off your hands and feet, or even beheaded.

For this kind of thing, Ethan is powerless to change.

Now it can only be better to save people's lives than to build a seventh-level floating slaughter, and if you can help a few, you can help a few.

The bartender in front of her is not an ordinary Mexican girl with a thick waist and fat hips, but it is still more in line with Ethan's aesthetics.

He put down his glass and tapped his finger at the dragon tendon item on it.

The bartender understood, smiled and walked out from behind the bar, wrapping her arms around Ethan.

Ethan, led by the bartender, avoided the crowd of revelers in the middle and walked along the side of the hall all the way inside.

While feeling the elasticity on his arm, he did not forget his duty.

Ethan's face looked like a spring light, but the rest of his eyes quickly scanned the hall field.

In addition to the four security personnel at the door, there were more than a dozen security personnel in black suits standing separately in various corners of the inner hall.

All of them were armed with weapons.

With these guards, the customers who come to consume are of course full of security, but this also brings them great trouble.

And there are so many pleasure seekers in it, if there is a shootout here, a lot of innocent people will die.

He immediately confirmed that he could not attack from the front door.

After passing through two soundproof doors, they walked to the back of the hall, where they were confronted by a surveillance camera.

He glanced at it quietly, not knowing which bastard was looking at him.

At the same time, Buzz and Craig were sitting in front of the computer, recording the situation upstairs.

Craig's eyes were the sharpest, and at a glance he saw Ethan appear in the surveillance footage.

He took a sip of his beer and said enviously:

"Guys, our VIPs have arrived."

Several other people also gathered around, and when they saw Ethan, who was holding a short-haired black girl in the monitor, they all laughed.

(End of chapter)