Looking the guy up and down, and the metal detector in his hand.

"What's wrong?"

Ethan smiled at the big nose, "You want to scan me?" ”

"It's my job." Although the big nose was very embarrassed, he insisted: "Mr. Morgan, please cooperate, thank you." ”

As he spoke, his fingers moved quietly.

The working light on the hand-held metal detector also became extinguished.

What kind of person is the other party, the big nose knows very well in his heart, and he doesn't believe it himself when he says that he doesn't have a weapon.

But he didn't want to have a conflict with the other party, so he just made a show.

Either way, just fool around.

"You're a smart guy." Ethan noticed the movement of his hand, smiled and opened his arms, and the slender barrel of the python's revolver appeared under the eyes of the big nose so brightly at his waist.

As if he was blind, he took the definct metal detector and scanned it casually.

Ethan secretly felt guilty in his heart, such an acquaintance, he lost his job last time, he was really embarrassed, this time, he won't him.

The two people in the back were also examined.

They also took Glock with them at Ethan's suggestion, and now they are afraid that they will not be able to enter.

But it seems that it is all unimpeded.

"That's right."

Ethan patted the arm with the big nose: "Is Rebecca in there?" ”

The big nose was stunned, but chose to keep his mouth shut.

No matter how flexible he is, the basic professional ethics still have to be followed a little bit, after all, the big boss is not a master to mess with.

"Don't worry, I'm friends with her."

Ethan said calmly, "Have you forgotten? In the month of Chino, I was the one who went to rescue her. ”

"I'm sorry." Remembering that the other party also knew the big boss, the big nose hurriedly said: "If Ms. Bowman comes to the club, it is usually half past nine in the evening." ”

"Need my help informing Ms. Bowman?"

"Thanks, no need." Ethan nodded and walked inside, "Just take it as a surprise for her." ”

There is still more than an hour, no hurry, play time will pass.

Not only has the security level gone up, but after the entire membership system, Sava will not directly accept admission tickets.

Inside the club, the lights are bright.

The interior is renovated, and with the cooperation of lighting, it is very futuristic and technological.

But these are small details, this kind of place, the atmosphere is secondary, the most important thing is the girl.

Compared with before, Savoy's sister is several notches higher.

All of them are in their twenties, all with long legs, a water snake waist, and a bumpy figure.

And according to Ethan's eyesight, it should all be all natural.

When you walk, the amplitude is very natural, and there is no stiffness at all, which is very rare.

The stewardess, holding a tray of drinks, passed in front of her tremblingly.

Well, by the hip skirt and a red hat, Ethan judged that this blonde chick was playing the role of a flight attendant.

"Goo."

Atwater swallowed excitedly: "Strip club, can it still be like this?" ”

Obviously, it is impossible.

The dancers on the dance floor are no longer threaded, and their movements are full of charm.

On the small booths below, the dancers who perform the lap dance interact with the customers very intimately, and many people laugh and laugh in the sound of atmospheric music.

There are dozens of high-quality beauties here, to say the least.

Most of them have Eastern European flavors, which has evolved from the category of strip clubs to another level.

Without the support of powerful people, such clubs can be shut down in minutes.

But looking at the indulgence and joy of these people, it is obvious that they don't care about those things at all.

Compared to before, the club's patrons have also changed a lot.

They are all well-dressed and sven.

The wad of cash pressed on the table also made Russec hold his pocket in shame, comparing the goods and throwing them away, and the hundreds of dollars in his pocket were not even embarrassed to take out his hand.

The Savoie Gentlemen's Club has been turned into a gold cave.

"Let's go." Ethan walked to the side of the dance floor with a complacent expression, pulled out a chair and sat down peacefully.

The other two people also hurriedly followed, but they seemed a lot more restrained, no way, in this place, money is a man's courage, and if there is no money, there is naturally no courage.

However, the two men quickly adjusted, and watched the performances on the dance floor with interest.

"Sir?"

A business-dressed woman walked over briskly and handed over the tablet in her hand with a smile.

Ethan took the computer and reached into his coat pocket.

At the edge of the strip floor, there is a circle of wooden tables that look like a dining table, which is used to store personal belongings.

Keys and drinks, mobile phones and things like cash.

"Bang."

Three stacks of Franklin pressed heavily on it.

"Change the small bills." Ethan flicked his fingers on the tablet and returned the computer: "These things will do, thank you." ”

"You're welcome."

The business girl leaned over and took the computer, and said with a smile, "Please wait, I'll come over right away." ”

"Damn it."

Rusek sighed, shook his head and said, "I now deeply understand what you mean by that thick wallet." ”

As for the small bills in his pocket, he was embarrassed to take them out.

"Don't take it to heart, just live your life well." Ethan put his arms around the two people on the left and right, and patted them on the shoulder: "Put your money away, and tonight's consumption will be mine." ”

"As a friend, that's the least I can do."

As he spoke, three trays were brought over by several bunny girls, and they were filled with small bills and piled up like a hill.

The money is always available in the club and is used exclusively for exchange.

It's not a guy with a white cloth on his head, and a normal rich person wouldn't throw Franklin around.

It's much more comfortable to change to a small banknote, it looks extraordinarily heroic, and you won't feel heartache when you sway, but in fact, it costs faster to calculate it, and it's also a little trick of the club.

"Smack."

Ethan slapped Bunny Girl's buttocks and picked up a stack of small bills and stuffed them into the slippery neckline.

Not much, only two or three hundred dollars.

Without him to speak, the other two bunny girls turned around with a light smile and took the initiative to light up their upturned hips.

Two more slaps and a handful of cash.

"Give a tip~" Ethan lit a cigarette and looked at the two guys who were stunned on the spot: "People bring the money, it's very hard." ”

The corners of Atwater's eyes twitched, he didn't expect the life of a rich man to be so unpretentious.

A slap in the face is more than a day's salary.

He also suddenly wanted to be slapped twice, what a happy feeling.

"That's right, party time."

Russec laughed, and was not polite to Ethan, and slapped it three times, the feeling of the bullet hand was indeed worth it.

He immediately grabbed the cash and trembled as he stuffed out the tip. (End of chapter)