My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The waitress carrying the tray thanked her happily, with a sweet smile on her face.

The three trays of dollars and the drinks in front of me add up to tens of thousands of dollars.

Jia Bo was holding a cigar in his mouth. He waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "You don't have to worry about this. The most important thing when you go out to play is to have fun."

Ethan shook his head and smiled, grabbed a thick wad of bills, and waved it vigorously upward.

Under the neon lights, a large ball of banknotes flew upwards with a bang, and then fell one after another, instantly detonating the whole place.

Strippers with good figures and looks came over one after another, but they were met with disgrace by Jia Bo.

They thought of something, and they all leaned towards Ethan, allowing him to indulge in his addiction to choosing.

In every corner of the club, handsome and feminine-looking men stood up immediately and walked towards Jabber.

Everyone got what they needed and enjoyed themselves happily.

Ethan left behind four of the most beautiful girls, all with long legs and natural breasts.

Surrounded by several girls wearing thongs, Ethan first handed out a wad of money to each of them, then placed two rows of wine glasses on the table and poured whiskey.

Under his leadership, everyone drank from their glasses and started the carnival night.

While Ethan was hugging each other, he noticed a few young-looking men wearing T-shirts sitting at the bar.

Except for the man wearing a blue golf shirt, the other three people's faces were full of excitement. It was their first time to visit these romantic places.

Especially when they saw how much Ethan and the others were spending money, they all cast envious glances.

At this time, the man wearing a blue golf shirt saw something, put down the beer bottle in his hand, and walked straight towards them.

Ethan's eyes followed him. This handsome man with short blond hair walked up to Johnny and happily high-fived Johnny.

Seeing that he was not here to cause trouble, Ethan returned his gaze to the buttocks in front of him that was shaking crazily.

"Ethan, this is my cousin."

Ethan turned his head, and Johnny was introducing him with his arm around the man's shoulders.

He patted his butt and asked the blonde to sit on the other side, then stood up with a smile and stretched out his arms.

"I'm Ethan."

"Hi, I'm Dwight Steve."

The visitor grabbed the short blond hair and shook his hand.

At this time, Jiabo was smoking a cigar and watching the woman twisting on the steel pipe in front of him. He always had this indifferent attitude in front of strangers.

Johnny knew his character well, so he dragged his cousin to Ethan.

"My cousin is a student at a state university, and I brought him here to play before." Johnny said, picking up the wine glass.

Dwight took a sip of his wine, grinned at the bar and said:

“Now the tradition continues and I brought Eric over too and he’s right over at the bar.”

The three people at the bar saw them looking over and quickly raised the beer bottles in their hands.

Johnny was stunned and asked with a toothache on his face:

"Is he the guy who scared grandma to death by doing crafts while watching an action movie?"

"puff."

Ethan spit out the whiskey from his mouth. The amount of information was too much and he couldn't react at the moment.

"Although things were fucked up, it's over. Now he's admitted to a state university and is in the same branch as me." Dwight shrugged helplessly.

At this time, Johnny looked at Ethan: "How about letting them all come and sit?"

Ethan nodded and raised his glass towards the bar.

It doesn't matter if you go out to play, the more lively the better, they are all friends brought here by Johnny's cousins, they are not outsiders.

Anyway, these strippers only drink and dance, but they can't do much, so there is no such thing as too much sex and too little meat.

Dwight also waved to the people over there, and the three people sitting on the high stools holding beer bottles stood up excitedly and walked towards them.

When they came to the booth, several of them said hello one after another.

Eric is wearing a blue and white striped T-shirt. He looks calm and has messy short hair. He is the fierce craftsman whom Johnny just mentioned.

The little fat guy named Bobby was wearing a brown short-sleeved T-shirt over a yellow long-sleeved T-shirt, and he was smiling broadly.

Finally, there was a man with short black hair wearing a floral shirt, who looked a little restrained, and his name was Mike.

They were all young people, and Ethan knew what they were thinking, so with a quick glance, a hot-bodied stripper was placed next to everyone.

He then dropped a wad of money on each stripper and gave them a lap dance.

The sexy dancer was twisting her body, looking at the swaying giant thing that was so close, the little brothers didn't know where to move their hands.

Seeing the helpless look of those people, Ethan laughed.

He didn't show any airs and poured whiskey for them one after another. The little fat man was the first to let himself go, throwing away the beer in his hand, picking up the glass and draining it in one gulp.

The hot feeling went straight to the top of his head, and the little fat boy Bobby screamed strangely and started to twist with the stripper next to him.

Under Ethan's help, their restraint disappeared and they poured whiskey into their mouths one after another.

Seeing Ethan's expression not change even after drinking several glasses of wine, Dwight raised his eyebrows and clinked the glasses with him.

"Looking at the way you drink, you are nothing compared to our Steve family members."

At this time, Eric next to him frowned and took a swig of whiskey. Dwight quickly added: "Except Eric, of course."

Ethan looked at Johnny with interest: "Hey, Johnny, why didn't I know you had a good drinking capacity?"

Dwight thumped his chest twice and stretched out his index finger, "He's totally fine. People in the Steve family never drink alcohol in vain."

"Hey, don't say that in front of him."

Johnny had seen Ethan's drinking capacity. He quickly grabbed Dwight's shoulder: "Do you want to crawl back to school later?"

It's okay not to say it. When he said this, Dwight was immediately unconvinced. He rolled up his short sleeves and put the glass on the table, "No one in the brotherhood can drink better than me. Give it a try."

Jia Bo also became energetic at this time. With a wicked smile on his face, he asked the waiter to take all the whiskey in front of him.

"Please, Jabber." Johnny rolled his eyes at him dissatisfied.

Ethan also smiled and waved his hand. He likes to drink, but he doesn’t like to fight for wine.

Just when they were having fun, a burst of cheers sounded. Ethan looked sideways and saw a rain of bills rising from the booth directly opposite them, quickly attracting the attention of everyone in the audience.

There were several men with glasses sitting in the booth, looking at them provocatively.