Godly Fisherman

"Where is this place?" Walking into Kabukicho, Yang Meng was a little dumbfounded. Why did all the beauties on the billboard become Kill Matt?

"Women's paradise, this is the Cowherd district of Kabukicho. Oh, this is called a male publicist." Xiao Peng said.

"Damn it, isn't it a duck? Just soliciting customers on the street like this?" Yang Meng was a little dumbfounded.

Xiao Peng nodded: "Don't underestimate the male public relations here. It is normal for women to find male public relations in the country. The men in the family also encourage their wives to come to such a place to have fun. You can look at these names to satisfy women's fantasies. : Sakamoto Ryoma, Ira King, Yutsuruan, Blade, this stage name can afford. Tsk tusk tusk..."

"Is this really a man?" Yang Meng said disdainfully.

Xiao Pengle said: "This is the difference in national conditions. We Chinese men eat soft rice and people despise it. This Japanese people thinks it is normal. Don't underestimate these cowboys. The income of the top cowboys was amazing! Back then The first cowboy of the Japanese country's "one piece and one hope", ah, what kind of name is this. The cost of one hour of chatting with others is equivalent to 50,000 yuan! Birthday gifts include: Rolls Royce, Ferrari, Porsche , Hummer! Conservative annual income above several hundred million yen!"

"Fuck!" Yang Meng exploded: "Can you still make money like this? Is this terrible Japanese woman stupid?"

"This is not awesome. After all, Yixi Yixi is handsome enough to make so much money. It is also forgivable to make so much money. There is also a cowboy in the country. What is the name? Oh, Ziyin! Welcome to the top five of the Cowboy ranking. Even the handsome guy Yixi, Xiangchuannan and the like are behind him. Didn't you see his face, the whole thing is non-mainstream, it is still the kind of township level! Just like this, it is also an existence with an annual income of more than 100 million yen! You can enjoy it when I find a photo for you." Xiao Peng took out his phone and found Ziyin's photo for Yang Meng to see.

After Yang Meng watched it, he was silent. After a while, a word came out from his mouth: "The Japanese woman is really sick!"

Xiao Peng looked at Yang Meng: "If you are jealous, can you come, look at your face, and then at your muscles, you don’t look like a good person at first, maybe there are Japanese women who like your heavy taste. Of it."

"Ahhh!" Yang Meng looked at Xiao Peng disdainfully: "You should work here! Just your face, at first glance, is the type of little white face that Japanese women like!"

Xiao Peng stretched his waist: "Okay, it's over. Kabukicho, that's the case."

Yang Meng glared at Xiao Peng: "This is over? What are we doing? Do you take a walk after dinner?"

Xiao Peng lazily said: "Kabukicho actually flicks crooked nuts. Regardless of the so many accompany hotels and love hotels here, I really dare not receive crooked nuts casually. The true customs center in Tokyo is Yoshihara. After all, It was a publicly permitted concentration of flower willows in the Edo period, and Ikebukuro, Otsuka, and Sugamo are also good. However, these custom shops will not accept crooked nuts unless you have an old driver."

Yang Meng looked desperate at hearing: "Can you still play this special? The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

Xiao Peng smiled mysteriously: "Who said you can't play? Is there a way to play?"

Yang Meng came to the spirit: "How to play?"

Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Just find a reliable and undocumented office. You can find any kind of service you are looking for."

Yang Meng was taken aback: "Don't you not accept crooked nuts?"

Xiao Peng laughed loudly: "The Japanese economy is in a sluggish state, so I have to fight to make money. Let's go and take a look."

Xiao Peng took Yang Meng into a store called'The First Unknown Case'. After Xiao Peng expressed his intentions in English, the boss inside obviously didn't understand English, and Xiao Peng was about to leave for another shop. At that time, the boss directly took out a price list marked in Japanese, Chinese, and English. The price is clearly marked.

"Mengzi, what service do you want?" Xiao Peng asked.

"What kind of services are there?" Yang Meng's eyes were already beaming.

"How about the Pink Salon? Half set of service, the room fee is at your own expense, wow, 6,000 yen, 350 yuan, high quality and low price." Xiao Peng said.

Yang Meng shook his head: "Do I still use her for half of the service?"

"Then let me see what else... Visual club? Oh, how about a beautiful girl in uniform serving you with her hands? Ten thousand yen." Xiao Peng said.

Yang Meng was speechless: "I don't have no hands because of me, I use them?"

"How about the hotel? But this is the girl in the hotel. They have to add 20,000 to 40,000 for the room fee in the place they arranged." Xiao Peng continued to ask. "But it's half a set."

Yang Meng looked mad: "Let's stop teasing me, can you just come to me?"

"Okay, bubble bath, high-level dispatch, high-level dating, hot-spring dating, celebrity interaction, which one do you choose?" Xiao Peng stopped teasing Yang Meng.

Yang Meng said anxiously, "Which is the highest quality?"

"Forget the hot spring date, let's not go to the hot spring, this is for one day. Senior dating and celebrities socializing. Senior dating is a model college student, you can pick and choose photos, 80,000 to 150,000. It is the protagonist of the Japanese love action movie, from 300,000 to 800,000. See if there is one you know well." Xiao Peng handed the photo album to Yang Meng directly.

"Which one do you want?" Yang Meng asked.

Xiao Peng looked at him with contempt: "I choose a fart, I want to go to NewArt to play. Go to enjoy art."

"Where is that? There are places to see art performances here?" Yang Meng was puzzled.

"Of course, are you going?" Xiao Peng looked at Yang Meng playfully.

Yang Meng really didn't get fooled: "Go!" Xiao Peng asked for the phone number of the boss in the case, and brought Yang Meng to NewArt. He didn't refuse crooked nuts, but he charged tickets. Five thousand yen per person.

"Three hundred tickets? Where is this?" Yang Meng asked.

Xiao Peng didn't speak, and took Yang Meng to find a place close to the stage and sat down: "The show will begin in a while."

"What kind of show is this?" Yang Meng was like a curious baby, and there were both men and women. Many are guests of the level of Uncle Wa.

"Striptease." Xiao Peng said the answer.

Yang Meng was disappointed when he heard it: "I wouldn't be here if I knew it a long time ago. There are no real swords and guns for striptease."

Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Let's see if there is anyone you know!"

The performance began shortly after the two of them sat down. Six actresses took turns dancing on stage. The striptease here is very different from the Thai striptease. From dancers to the audience, it is regarded as an art. The music, the plot, and the dance are all coordinated well. The performers are all capable of dancing, and the audience has no sex-sentiment. The feeling, although there is no shortage of what should be taken off and exposed.

Moreover, the dancers dance very hard and can clearly see the flow of sweat. The seats of Xiao Peng and Xiao Peng are right next to the stage. You can clearly see any position you want to see, but it makes people feel that there is no vulgarity. sense.

Looking at it, Yang Meng's expression was wrong: "Aya Koizumi? Yuka Ozawa? Amamiya Kotoon? Is there anything wrong?"

Xiao Peng smiled: "What's wrong? Of course there will be actresses from love action movies here, and of course they will also provide off-site services. Two or three hundred thousand, please discuss with them yourself. You Say you watched so many Japanese movies, but you didn't recognize them just now?"

Yang Meng murmured: "Nonsense, whoever knows them in the clothes. That's not right, you just asked me if I know anyone, how do you know they are here?"

Xiao Peng raised his mobile phone: "I have an official website here, and the lineup is announced every day. How can I not know? How many times have I told you, I usually read more! Otherwise, you can't spend it if you have money."

After listening, Yang Meng said seriously: "Sure enough, there is Yan Ruyu in the book. If you don't read the book, it would be difficult to sleep a girl."

Two people talked and laughed, and the performance was over. The actors stood on the side of the stage and bowed to thank them, but the uncles and otaku who had been sitting down suddenly got up and walked to the side of the stage.

Yang Meng was taken aback: "What additional activities are there after the performance? What did these uncles do in the past? Don't you want to start a live battle?"

"Go to war!" Xiao Peng was speechless: "These are all fans of other people."

"Fans? Are these uncles fans?" Yang Meng's eyes widened, looking incredulous.

As soon as Yang Meng finished speaking, he saw a bunch of uncles surrounded by his favorite actors, handing handkerchiefs to wipe sweat, buying water and bread, and giving various gifts. They were chatting with each other, and they looked very familiar. Someone took a photo with the actress with a Polaroid camera, one thousand yen per photo. Counting up to more than sixty RMB, it is quite expensive to say that it is expensive, but it is actually quite cheap to say that it is cheap. For sixty bucks, Aya Koizumi and the others can take a group photo. . . . . . Take it out and blow it for a whole year.

Xiao Peng poked Yang Meng: "Hey, if you want to have a super-friendship with them, now is the best opportunity. See which one will give you something good, don't I need to teach you the rest? "

Yang Meng asked Xiao Peng, "What about you?"

Xiao Peng smiled and said, "I've been bombarding Tokyo a long time ago. I'm so stupid like you? Okay, I'm going to leave. Then it's up to you."

"Where are you going?" Yang Meng was puzzled.

"I'm going to the Tsukiji market, it's a bit. I'll go in line." Xiao Peng said.

"Are you really going?" Yang Meng widened his eyes.

Xiao Peng smiled and said: "What I told Feng Jianting today is not all lies. I really want to look at the tuna auction from an objective point of view. Okay, I'm leaving. Think about what gifts you can give them."

Yang Meng sneered coldly: "Do you know where is the best place in Wa?"

Xiao Peng shook his head, but watched Yang Meng take out a pile of money and found out the Japanese yen that had already been exchanged: "Ten thousand yuan bills, what better gift than this? Come on, I want to make ten!"

"Don't you think your upstart face is shameful?"

"I learn it from you!"