My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 850 Let’s go to the show

Neon lights flash around.

Affected by the environment, the air is filled with the smell of hormones.

Ethan felt a burst of heat, so he took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. The thin white shirt revealed his figure.

The chest muscles tighten the clothes and look particularly powerful.

He was handsome, and even after taking off his coat, he looked strong to the naked eye. This made the two female guests in the booth wink at Ethan.

Patek Philippe is not a rare item here.

On the contrary, a young, handsome, and strong male member like him can attract more attention.

Erin also attracted a lot of attention.

The special temperament of the female police detective is also very attractive to these people inside.

As for the staff in the club, if they were not so stunning to a certain extent, these people would not take them seriously. After all, the levels are different and the psychological sensations they bring to people are also different.

Those staff are just decorations like the oil paintings on the wall.

As soon as I sat down, there was a fragrant breeze next to me.

The hooked-nosed wife unceremoniously sat down next to Ethan. Due to the tailoring of the clothes, the deep V was more obvious when she sat down.

Ethan squinted his eyes and looked inside intently.

The blond woman didn't care. Instead, she adjusted her sitting posture to let the other party see more carefully.

The hook-nosed man laughed, looking a little excited.

After a few seconds, Ethan nodded appreciatively and gave a thumbs up to his hooked nose. Yes, quite good.

Well, it's all for undercover work.

I have no choice but to pretend to be a little bit like him.

Eileen picked up the red wine and sipped it one sip after another, thinking about where to open a breakthrough.

"correct."

The hook-nosed man was very satisfied with Ethan's praise. He clapped his palms and said with a smile, "It's your first time here. I'll give you a show."

"The people here have all received professional training."

"I have to say that there is still a lot to learn from."

He pressed the service bell and smiled at Ethan: "It's not bad to just have fun. You can enjoy the atmosphere here."

Studying, Ethan likes it.

Life is endless and learning never stops, so he did not reject the other party's kindness.

And I am very curious about what tricks there will be.

There must be some common topics to open up the conversation. If you start looking for someone, your intention will be too obvious.

Under the arrangement of the hooked nose, the various drinks on the table were quickly moved to the corners by other staff.

Ethan threw a grape into his glass to avoid making a mistake with others later, and two colorful spotlights were set up next to the booth, illuminating the large table like a stage.

Two women with short blond hair, wearing white robes, walked over with smiles on their faces.

He is 1.7 meters tall and well proportioned.

As he walked around, his figure swayed.

Ethan could clearly feel that Eileen's body, who was sitting next to him, suddenly tensed up. He quickly turned his head, and the two of them met each other's eyes and looked at each other.

When I came in just now, the glimpse of the scene.

Could it be that he wanted to perform it in front of himself?

I thought it was some kind of show at first, but now it seems like it was just that thing.

Irene drank all the wine in the glass and her face became even more rosy. At this time, she could only bite the bullet and watch.

In my mind, I was going through crazy self-hypnosis.

All of this was treated as a performance. After thinking about it secretly for a while, she finally relaxed.

The two women with short blond hair smiled at everyone and stepped onto the table with light steps. Their smooth white feet touched the bright black table, creating a strong visual contrast.The hook-nosed man waved his hand, and the staff next to him opened a translucent gauze screen.

This screen creates an atmosphere that is both in a public place and with a certain degree of privacy, allowing people inside to feel more relaxed and calm down to enjoy the wonderful performance.

Ethan bit the cigarette hard and watched the white robe slide off.

No wonder the tables inside are all oversized, more than enough for two or three people to move around on.

The smoke was blown out, and Irene's breathing could be heard becoming rapid.

As the show progressed, she drank long gulps of red wine.

"So far." The hook-nosed wife next to her approached and asked softly: "How do you feel? These people's social skills are pretty good, right?"

"Yes, Not Bad."

Ethan was also someone who had experienced big scenes. He looked at the two beautiful snakes entwined together with a calm expression on his face.

Hook-nosed didn't have any objections, so he stopped being polite and hugged her:
"Do you often come here to play?"

"Not often."

The blond woman let her big hands play tricks, and said with a light smile, "Ten times a month."

Well, not really often.

shit!

Erin could also hear the conversation between the two people, and her eyes widened.

She also noticed some of Ethan's movements, but now she can only pretend that she didn't see anything and everything was just for work.

She also knew that the other party was starting to talk.

"Please."

Ethan gently bit the blond woman's earlobe: "A beauty like you, I think, needs to socialize every day. You know, exercise is good for physical and mental health."

The two looked at each other and chuckled.

As a veteran in the entertainment industry, Ethan naturally knows how to deal with these women.

In just a short while, he made the other party tremble.

Coupled with the close performance, the two quickly became acquainted. Ethan's fingers flicked, and the blonde woman's eyes seemed to be drawn, and the water flickered.

"correct."

Ethan asked openly: "I have some hobbies."

"How should I put it? I prefer Latin beauties."

Looking at the blonde woman, Ethan asked with a smile: "Are there any Latin beauty in this club?"

"Of course." The blond woman said in confusion, licking her red lips: "There is a guy named Layla, who is very charming. There are very few men who are not fascinated by her, including my husband."

"By the way, she seems to be the wife of a diamantaire."

"Oh?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows: "Then where is she?"

"Of course, there is no other meaning. I just want to see you. I would like to see who is more charming, you or her."

"Hahaha."

The blonde woman chuckled and patted Ethan's chest, moving her palms downwards: "I saw her last night, but I didn't see anyone tonight. I'll introduce her to you when I have a chance."

"She's very popular."

"Most of the men here have had friendly social interactions with her."

"Shet."

She caught something in her hand and said in surprise: "But with my introduction, I think."

"Well, you're definitely, absolutely fine!"

The blond woman's nails scraped lightly, and her whole body almost threw herself on Ethan.

(End of this chapter)