Davis's Bar

Candy saw Ethan sitting down, and hurriedly poured him wine.

This guy was so excited that his hands were trembling slightly.

The moment he knew that Ethan was in Banshee Town, he knew that the other party was definitely going to get something out, one was to deal with the Aryan Brotherhood, and he definitely couldn't miss it.

Second, the retirement plan depends on this time.

No matter what you do, you will always be able to earn green money.

He was even more reluctant to let go of this thing.

"Say it."

He looked at Ethan excitedly and lowered his voice, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Wait a minute."

Picking up the wine glass, the latter took a sip: "Someone will come over, I'll talk about it later." ”

"Hmm."

Candy suppressed her curiosity and poured herself a glass of wine.

Country music echoed through the house, snow fluttered outside the window, and the drinkers gradually left, and soon only the two of them were left.

"Bang~"

The wooden door was pushed open, and the cold wind howled.

"Falk !!"

The person who was wrapped like a rice dumpling walked in quickly, and jumped to his feet again and again: "Mom Farke, you can't go to Hawaii for a vacation in this ghost weather?" ”

"Miami too, why stay in this country place."

Before you see its appearance, you can hear its voice first.

The scolding with a Chinese accent is quite rhythmic.

Candy shook and stared blankly at the visitor.

"What are you looking at?"

The visitor untied the scarf and did not forget to complain: "Do what you should do, quickly pour me wine, move quickly." ”

Jabber sat down.

He grabbed the cigarette case and quickly lit one for himself.

As if this was enough to add a touch of warmth to himself, the fireplace in the house burned enough, and after drinking half a glass of wine, he quickly eased up.

"Mommy Fake."

He put down his glass and looked at the candy: "You guy is getting older!" ”

"Hopefully your fat ass will move faster this time and don't get bulleted again, though I suspect that is highly likely."

In a few short words, the candy's originally excited tears were forced back.

looked at this bald guy helplessly.

Of course, it's more about joy.

"Say it."

Garbor looked at Ethan next to him, played with his wine glass, and said, "What made you call me from New York?" ”

"I hope it's worth it."

"To make money, of course!"

Ethan took a sip of whiskey and said with a smile: "Robbing the original Sava Gentlemen's Club, I don't know if you are interested." ”

"Shet."

Hearing this, Candy grunted and swallowed.

Very few people dare to fight the idea of the Sava Gentlemen's Club, and to go there to rob is no less than to rob the mouth of a tiger.

"Of course I am."

Without much hesitation, he stretched out his hand to Ethan: "I said, no matter what you have to do, count me in." ”

Regardless of whether there is money or not.

No matter how big the risk is, he needs to make a change in his life.

"No problem."

Ethan fisted him and turned to look at Jaber again.

"A strip club in town?"

Grabbing the bald head, Garber complained: "After the inappropriate strip, the first thing you have to do is rob?" ”

"Well, I like it."

"But do you have any misunderstanding about strip clubs, yes, that kind of place does make money, but they will transfer funds regularly, and if they are unlucky, they can only earn tens of thousands of yuan."

Hearing this, Candy rolled her eyes.

Tens of thousands of dollars have to pour wine here for almost a year, and this guy's tone is so disdainful.

"Don't worry."

Ethan knocked on the bar and said with a smile: "I know the transfer time of the bar's funds, if there is no mistake, it should be the morning after tomorrow, we will do it tomorrow night, there should be some small gains." ”

"Okay!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Jia Bo raised his eyebrows and said, "Count me in, anyway, I don't have anything to do now, and it's not bad to earn some pocket money." ”

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Ethan picked up his glass and looked at the two men with a smile.

It is impossible to ransack a place with only one or two people, and it can also be regarded as a delicate job to have someone who is responsible for answering, controlling the scene, and taking money, so he called Jaber from New York.

To make money, you still have to call good friends.

"Bang."

Several cups collided together.

"What's the plan?"

Taking another sip of wine, Candy excitedly tugged at the towel.

"You and Garber go get a clean car." Ethan drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and stood up with a cigarette in his mouth: "I will finish this matter before noon tomorrow, and I will go to familiarize myself with the scene." ”

"Tomorrow night with Borden and knock the club up."

"Borden?"

The other two spoke in unison.

Jabber was confused, and Candy was full of surprise.

"Uh-huh."

Ethan shook his hand and strode out: "You can understand that guy is an ally now, otherwise how could I know the transfer time of the club's funds!" ”

Leaving the two guys in love with each other, he drove straight to Hara Savoa.

That's right.

The plan to weaken the enemy was to rob him.

Affecting the other party's business, and robbing the fraternity of money, every day the strip club stops working, it can bring great losses to Watts.

After all, they're in a period of rapid expansion.

His plan is equivalent to knocking these guys out of the leg with a stick.

Pulling over in the parking lot, Ethan walked briskly towards the door of the club with a cigarette in his mouth, just like the other customers, with a look of longing on his face.

Although it has already been here, who knows if there will be some changes here.

It is important to be familiar with the site.

I just wanted to take out my membership card, but I didn't expect the security guard with the tattoo swastika to wave his hand and signal him to go in directly.

Here at the door, to be honest, it's a bit smoky.

It doesn't have the smell of the high-end entertainment venues it used to be, and I don't know what it's going to look like inside.

Ethan shrugged, bought his ticket and walked in.

"Knock knock~"

Lifting the soundproof curtain, the subwoofer shook people's adrenaline surging.

The dancers on the dance floor hold the poles and perform all kinds of difficult movements, and the colorful neon lights hit them, which is very seductive.

You don't need to be called a stripper.

There's nothing to take off at all, and the club under the management of the Aryan Brotherhood, everything seems so above board.

The whole club was turned into a wine pond meat forest.

Under the strong sensory stimulation, green banknotes are flying everywhere, and laughter is endless.

I casually found a small booth and sat down, and immediately a few young white girls with swaying postures and only wearing transparent tulle walked over, and the whole club became a gathering place for white people.

People of other skin tones are rarely present.

Looking at the women standing in a row in front of him, Ethan shook his head and smiled.

Those guys, even the wine accompaniments came out.

Feelings, it's in the draft.

He expressed strong contempt for such behavior.

With a big wave of his hand.

Leave all five girls behind.

(End of chapter)