My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The motorcycle was speeding down the road, leaving cars behind.

The gap between the rich and the poor here is very huge. There are luxury cars whizzing by, and there are also shabby and scrapped cars moving on the road, puffing out black smoke.

There are high-rise buildings in the distance, and there are shacks everywhere nearby, and small businesses and hawkers are everywhere.

While driving, a faint gunshot could be heard from time to time.

However, the people on the roadside didn't take it seriously and were still concentrating on doing their own things.

Go through a few blocks and come to a building.

Ethan stopped his motorcycle and looked up. On the neon light was a huge sign with a strange name:

"Wild Ghost No. 18."

There was deafening music coming from inside the house, and tourists walked inside in small groups with beaming faces. They dress very similar to Ethan.

Some people who came out of it also looked empty and confused after being satisfied.

There were four security personnel standing at the door.

Their pistols were clearly stuck in their crotches.

Now it seems that attacking from the front is indeed not a wise choice.

Ethan stopped his motorcycle in the parking lot next to the door, lit a cigarette and walked to the front door.

"Euler."

One of the security personnel nodded to him and said with a smile: "Welcome to Wild Ghost 18."

"Thanks."

Ethan threw the metal lighter into the small plastic basket aside and walked through the security gate gracefully.

No alarm was heard. The security guard who had just greeted him relaxed his body and handed the lighter back to him with a smile:

"Have a great time, sir."

Compared with the security staff at the Savoy Gentlemen's Club, it's hard to compare.

Look at other people's vigilance. Most people really can't get enough of it.

But these people can't help it. In this industry here, it's not enough to be vigilant. The incident of speeding and shooting has not been experienced once or twice.

After Ethan spent another twenty yuan to buy a ticket, he finally entered Wild Ghost No. 18.

As soon as he entered, he was stunned.

Thinking inertia, when Lan Ma said this was a branch hospital, Ethan only thought about the hook-up business, which was like a goldfish bowl for people to choose from.

Unexpectedly, there was a large gothic-style nightclub inside.

On the performance stage, a strangely dressed band was playing music crazily, with a metal skull guitar blasting out a pillar of fire.

Everyone in the hall roared excitedly.

No wonder they charge tickets. There are actually performances inside. On the dance floor below the performance stage, more than a hundred people are jumping crazily to the rapid drumbeats.

As soon as Ethan came in, he was sweating on his forehead due to the restless atmosphere.

He walked through the crowd and walked to the bar:

"Bourbon on the rocks, thank you."

The beautiful female bartender wearing an American schoolgirl costume immediately came over with a smile. She shook her short black hair and poured Ethan a glass of whiskey:

"Ten dollars."

Ethan picked up a small glass of whiskey, curled his lips, and drank it all in one gulp.

Putting down the glass, Ethan took out twenty-five dollars and slapped it on the table: "Have another drink. This is my first time here. Is there anything special here?"

The female bartender stuffed the extra five dollars into the bikini and put the twenty dollars away:

"There are no female customers here, including the staff, you can serve them as long as you like."

She took another leaflet from the side:

"We have all the services above, you can choose whatever you want."

On the flyer, there are twenty or thirty service items.

They even have Thai-style dragon tendon grabbing, not to mention bird massage.

I didn't expect that Gu Chen's business acumen was so good. He went out of the world and combined the strengths of many families. As long as he could afford the money, he could do anything.

Seeing the ordinary items above, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Ethan's hesitation, the female bartender in school uniform quickly explained:

"Sir, please rest assured. We have all received professional training. You can rest assured in terms of techniques."

"you?"

Ethan raised his head and glanced at the female bartender behind the bar, a little confused.

The female bartender nodded quickly and said expectantly:

"Yes, including me."

Ever since he heard from Lan Ma and others today that this industry chain in this city can generate billions of dollars in revenue every year, he also searched for relevant information on his mobile phone.

Industrial chains like this are often filled with endless evil.

Searching on his mobile phone, he found that as he expected, behind each of these girls was the shadow of a Mexican gang.

They must complete performance indicators every month. If they do not meet the standards, they will face a very terrible end.

People like them who live in high-end places are considered relatively good.

When I first came to Tijuana today, I saw people standing on the street wearing white stockings and dressed like school girls. Those people were even worse.

If you don't pay enough every month, you will be beaten, disfigured, have your hands and feet amputated, or even beheaded directly.

Ethan was powerless to change this kind of thing.

The only thing I can do now is to save one life rather than build a seven-level pagoda. Please help as many as you can.

The female bartender in front of her is not the ordinary Mexican girl with a thick waist and fat hips, but she is more in line with Ethan's aesthetics.

He put down his wine glass and pointed his fingers at the dragon tendon grabbing project.

The female bartender understood, walked out from behind the bar with a smile, and hugged Ethan's arm firmly.

Under the leadership of the female bartender, Ethan and the two of them avoided the carnival crowd in the middle and walked along the side of the hall and walked inside.

While feeling the elasticity on his arms, he did not forget his responsibilities.

Ethan's face had a look of joy, but out of the corner of his eyes, he quickly scanned the hall.

In addition to the four security personnel at the door, there were also a dozen security personnel in black suits standing in various corners of the hall inside.

All of them were carrying weapons.

With the guards of these people, the customers who come to shop certainly feel safe, but this also brings them huge trouble.

And there are so many pleasure seekers inside. If a gunfight breaks out here, many innocent people will die.

He immediately confirmed the idea that he could not attack from the front door.

After passing through two soundproof doors, they walked to the back of the hall, facing a surveillance camera.

He glanced calmly, and he didn't know who the bastard was looking at him from behind.

At the same time, Baz and Craig were sitting in front of the computer, recording the situation upstairs in their hands.

Craig had the sharpest eyes and saw Ethan appear on the surveillance screen at a glance.

He took a sip of beer and said enviously:

"Guys, our guest of honor has arrived."

Several other people also gathered around and laughed when they saw Ethan holding a black short-haired girl in the monitor.