"Don't like standing in line?"

Rusekh was confused, but he could only follow Ethan forward.

Ethan, who is handsome, ushered in a lot of flattering eyes.

In the face of this kind of gaze, he has long been accustomed to it.

Walking to the front of the line, everyone here was anxiously waiting to enter.

Due to fire regulations, the number of people entering the venue must be strictly controlled.

But a decree is a decree, and reality is reality.

As with anything, this is resilient, and the scale is entirely controlled by the security of the field.

"Hi Joe."

Ethan's palm stretched out from his trouser pocket and waved it to the burly security guard standing in the soft rope guardrail: "Long time no see, how are you doing?" ”

The security officer subconsciously high-fived Ethan, but his voice was a little unusual.

The security guard was familiar with this sense of touch, and his eyes quickly scanned downward, revealing Franklin's head through the gap in his palm.

He suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, it's been good lately." ”

With that, he removed the cord from the post.

"Please, we waited half an hour."

This move caused protests from those at the front of the line.

The security guard picked up his strong arms and looked at him coldly, and the protest quickly died down.

Ethan beckoned back and stepped inside.

"Is he friends with you?"

Rusek asked curiously, following him.

"I don't know him."

Ethan smiled and said, "But he knows Franklin, and that's enough." ”

It made sense, and Rusek, who wished he could say it, patted his empty trouser pocket and waved helplessly.

"Ethan."

Erin's voice came from the headset: "You and Rusec only have three hundred funds for tonight's event, and now there are no one hundred, and when you buy the tickets, there are more than one hundred left." ”

"You're not going to stand all night with a bottle of beer, are you?"

Their reconnaissance mission tonight requires filming everyone around Snyder, which means staying until he leaves.

"Rest assured, I know what I'm doing?"

Ethan said quietly and paid to enter the venue.

Passing through the two soundproof doors, Ethan's face was numb, the tips of his hair trembled slightly, and the violent electric sound shook like a circle of air waves.

The heartbeat of the two of them instantly sped up by a few beats.

Looking around, the nightclub is divided into two floors, and in front of the DJ booth is a huge dance floor, in which men and women are jumping wildly, constantly venting their troubles.

"Over there."

It didn't take long for Rusek to spot his target, and he leaned into Ethan's ear and shouted.

Looking in the direction he indicated, several old blacks with large gold chains were hugging left and right on a booth near the dance floor, writhing to the electronic music.

The man in the middle of the booth had a scar on the corner of his eye.

Confirm that it is Snyder, no doubt.

The neon lights flickered, and Antonio struggled to discern the environment inside.

He rubbed his chin, shook his head, and said:

"We're in trouble."

"Why do you say that?" Erin put down her monitor headphones, it was too noisy inside.

"Snyder's position, next to the infield."

Antonio said with a headache: "It's so far away from the bar, I can't take any useful images." ”

"Ethan and Rusek, two men, can't jump in front of someone else's booth all night, and fools know that there is a problem."

"That's right."

Jean tried to adjust the picture, but to no avail: "Now it's up to them to improvise." ”

In the nightclub, Ethan also noticed this problem.

However, this is a very good solution for him, nothing more than spending money, Ethan put his arm around Rusek's shoulders and walked forward easily and naturally.

"What do they want to do?"

Erin asked puzzled as she saw the video screen getting closer and closer to Snyder.

"Please."

Antonio hurriedly grabbed the microphone: "Ethan, you won't come really, it's not cheap here, and you can't be reimbursed." ”

Hearing a voice coming from the hidden headset, Russec panicked.

He could also see Ethan's intentions.

Ethan turned a deaf ear and pushed him to a large booth, which was in a perfect position, facing Ned and his gang of blacks.

Seeing Ethan sit down with a calm expression, Rusek had no choice but to sit down.

Big deal, I don't want this month's salary.

"You have to relax."

Ethan pulled Rusek over and kneaded him on the shoulder a few times: "You don't look like you're out to play, be natural, or I'll blow you out." ”

"Don't worry about anything, I'm here."

At this moment, the uniformed waiter walked over quickly, put his hands behind his back, and said loudly with a smile on his face:

"Sir, we have a minimum consumption for this booth."

"Is it enough here?" Ethan raised an eyebrow and lifted his coat open, revealing the corner of Franklin in his inner pocket.

"Generous gifts."

Seeing the thick wad of money that appeared in the picture, Ivecori, there were a few exclamations.

"He's doing it all the time." Horstead said sourly, "Rusek, lucky bastard. ”

The waiter's eyes lit up and his smile deepened.

He hurriedly took out the drink list behind him and respectfully handed it to Ethan: "Sir, are you two people?" ”

"Do you need to find some female companions?"

The female companion in his mouth is not an atmosphere group.

It's also the same as Ethan.,It's all some young and beautiful girls who are shy in their pockets.,Like to go to nightclubs.,Join in the fun.。

You can mix up some free drinks and have fun, or find a partner for the night.

These are the lessons that Jaber imparted.

Ethan pulled a hundred dollars out of his pocket and reached out to the waiter: "I like natural, it doesn't matter if you have a few more." ”

"Bastard."

His words were clearly heard in the surveillance car, and Erin muttered in a low voice.

Jean and Horstead nodded enviously, "yes, that's a bastard." ”

The waiter took the money and nodded heavily.

Ethan grabbed him by the collar again, put it to his ear, and whispered, "Don't be dark." ”

"It's not discrimination, it's purely personal taste."

The waiter smiled, "I understand, sir." ”

Confirming that he understood what he meant, Ethan Shi Shiran picked up the wine list, a wave of cocktails, champagne could not be missing, and whiskey was the top priority.

It's been a long time since I've been out to play, so I can take the opportunity to relax tonight.

Watching his fingers keep tapping, the waiter quickly jotted down what he wanted.

"Alright, that's all."

Ethan slipped his fingers, closed the sheet, and patted it to the waiter.

"Yes, sir."

The waiter took the wine list with both hands: "Please wait, I'll come right away." ”

"Actually, I think"

After a few minutes, Horstead looked at the drinks on the screen and said enviously, "Three people can observe a little more closely." ”

"Really?"

Erin cast a disdainful look: "Why don't you call Hank and ask for a change of mission." ”

At the mention of Hank, he suddenly shrunk his neck:

"Haha, just kidding, don't take it seriously."

(End of chapter)