My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The car lights came on and neon flashed.

The World Casino puts on a bright dress and exudes its endless charm to the world.

A large number of gamblers will naturally promote the vigorous development of the business and entertainment industries.

With these things.

Infinite sins naturally arise.

Just like this country, in the eyes of some people, it is heaven, but in the eyes of some people, it is hell.

Whatever it is.

Ethan only knew that he was a tourist, and he came here to play tonight.

Rich in wealth.

This city of desire is your own paradise.

"Shet."

Atwater marveled at the fountain rising high, and the colorful neon lights left colorful colors on his face. His mobile phone kept snapping pictures of the beautiful scenery.

They were now making their way down the Las Vegas Strip.

It is similar to the Museum of Nations, and famous buildings such as the Statue of Liberty and the Eiffel Tower can be seen everywhere.

There is no doubt that these things are imitations.

The girls on the roadside were swaying and dressed very sexy, which made them keep admiring their gazes. The music in the business bus passing by was blaring, and a group of college students inside were cheering.

In this city that never sleeps, the party is going on all the time.

“Vegas!!!”

High-pitched screams rang out one after another, and the excited girls in the bus leaned out of the windows and pulled down most of their skirts.

Heavy and wobbly.

He kept shaking it at several people in the convertible.

“Vegas!!!”

The five people looked at each other, raised their arms and let out their own cheers.

It wasn't until the bus drove away that Rusek reluctantly looked away: "OK, now we're in Las Vegas, where are we going?"

"Caesar's Palace."

Ethan pointed forward and said cheerfully: "You will be the KING the day after tomorrow. I will let you experience it first tonight."

Bachelor parties are usually arranged by the best man.

The groom can just sit back and enjoy it.

How to arrange the best man is not a matter of Ethan's words.

The hotels here are an all-in-one, offering everything from accommodation, gaming, dining, shopping, entertainment, etc. One Caesar Palace can meet all their requirements.

He still heard Erin's words in his heart.

After a night in the hotel, I don’t believe anything unexpected will happen.

Caesars Palace soon arrived.

Throwing the car keys to the parking boy, they looked at the fountain and tall statue outside, then greeted each other and walked inside.

As the name suggests.

The entire hotel complex is decorated in the ancient Roman period.

This is a gold-selling cave with more than 2,000 guest rooms, two large casinos, four luxury entertainment centers, three large swimming pools, beauty salons and many other facilities.

As I walked towards the front desk, I saw many people dressed as Roman soldiers wandering in the lobby.

This is for tourists to take photos, of course, it will not be free.

"Hey."

Ethan pulled Rusek, and the two fell behind.

"Brother Wendy."

Pointing to his head, he shrugged and asked, "I don't mean any harm. Is this guy mentally ill?"

"Have you discovered it?"

Rusek spread his hands, shook his head and smiled: "It seems difficult not to be discovered, but the answer is no. He has no mental condition, but has a weird personality, like a nerd."

"Do I need to pay more attention to him?"

Ethan nodded and waved his arm at Allen's back:

"I moved quickly, don't worry, there won't be any side effects. We just need to tell him tomorrow that he is drunk. Anyway, Vegas is full of drunk guys."

"Just throw a beautiful call girl next to his bed. I think this will be a beautiful memory in Allen's heart."

Half joking, half serious.

All it takes is a simple wave of your arm.

"NO!"

The corners of Rusek's eyes twitched, and he quickly dismissed the other party's terrifying idea. He shook his hand and said, "Please, it sounds like you are the more terrifying person. There is nothing wrong with Allen."

The two of them just teased each other and came to the front desk of the hotel.

There are many Caesar Palace staff members busy here, providing various services to the constant flow of guests.

There is no doubt that they chose a female receptionist. She looks very capable in a black professional suit, not very beautiful, but her smile is very charming.

"Hi!"

Looking at the people in front of her, the brown-haired girl smiled sweetly: "Welcome to Caesar."

"Ethan Morgan."

Knocking on the marble tabletop, Ethan responded with a handsome smile: "There are reservations, please check."

"Please wait."

The brown-haired girl nodded and typed quickly on the keyboard.

"Wow~"

Her fingers quickly stopped and she let out an exclamation of admiration. Her smile was sweeter than before: "Mr. Morgan, you booked a resort-style top-level suite in our hotel for US$4,200 a night."

"Walter?"

"How many?"

It was Atwater and Horsted, both a little surprised.

Forget it last night, they were somewhat embarrassed to stay in such a good hotel tonight.

This is almost their monthly salary.

"Please."

Rusek also spread his hands and shook his head quickly: "Boss, it's not necessary. Let's book a double room and everyone can squeeze in. Anyway, we won't be in the room most of the time."

"What's the suite like?"

Allen blinked his eyes and looked curiously at the receptionist.

"What do you mean?"

The female receptionist shrugged and smiled at him: "I haven't stayed there either, but I think for $4,200 a night, it should be almost like paradise."

After explaining, the girl looked at Ethan.

It's obvious that this is the one who makes the decision, and the others can only provide opinions.

"Boss."

Horsted tried to persuade: "The double room is really okay, why not spend the money elsewhere?"

"Yo."

Allen quickly raised his furry arms: "If it's just a room, I want to sleep on the same bed as Morgan."

Ethan squinted his eyes and looked at his beer belly and beard.

He suddenly felt excited and quickly handed the credit card to the female receptionist: "I want the heaven in your mouth. I don't want anything else. I don't have to listen to them."

The female receptionist smiled brightly and took the credit card with both hands:

"No problem, please wait."

Seeing this, the three of them had no choice but to suppress their attempts to persuade.

The other party has money.

There's no pressure on him anyway.

"Since you work in this place, you should be very familiar with it." Allen held his waist with one hand and leaned against the reception desk with the other hand, making a posture of ecstasy: "Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course." The receptionist shrugged.

Allen stroked his beard and said seriously: "This shouldn't be the real Caesars Palace, right?"

"I don't understand you?"

The female receptionist was confused.

"I mean, Caesar has never lived here, right?" Allen blinked, full of curiosity.

Those eyes are too sincere.

The female receptionist didn't know if he was joking or if she really didn't know the answer to this question. At this moment, she couldn't help but think about whether Julius Caesar had ever been to a ghost place like Las Vegas.

The faces of the four people next to him became stiff, and Rusek began to think about Ethan's proposal just now.

"Leave him."

Ethan forced a smile and knocked on the marble slab.

"I wish you a pleasant night." The female receptionist quickly completed the formalities and handed out the room card, credit card, receipts, etc. with both hands, and the smile on her face was a bit unbearable.

"Thanks."

Ethan took the things, strangled Allen's neck, and dragged the guy toward the elevator.

So shameful.