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Chapter 171 Welcome to the Red Light District

Only three hours have passed since the task was released and all players knew that the red light district was open.

Many players who played for a short time were stimulated by the pictures in the forum, and went online immediately after get off work and get out of class.

In front of the smoker is the game interface.

A photo taken by the player is displayed on the interface.

A number of women with protruding fronts and backs, with lingering tiredness in their eyebrows and eyes, wearing clothes that look expensive at first glance, stepped into the store with long legs.

It was still daytime when the photo was taken.

It is night now, and it is the most beautiful time in Giant Spirit City.

He put away the photo and looked at the store in the photo ahead.

The lavender light screen played softly on the luxurious wall, the evening fun channel of the Giant Spirit City TV station.

In the red-light district, even the advertisements are turned down to avoid disturbing the high-status customers.

Above the store door, a pink red heart made of neon tubes was pierced by a blue arrow also made of neon tubes.

"Everyone in the audience," said the smoker, "I decided to start here. It doesn't look like a serious place at first glance. Hehe, I like it."

[Is the anchor thinner? A little bit thinner]

【You have lived a long life!The anchor actually lost weight! 】

[Don't you all know that the patriotic education base is next to my house, and I can occasionally see the anchor running there while being scolded bloody by the instructors in military uniform]

[Picture sent to me privately, account number...]

【Make a fortune, be a scumbag, go to... entertainment】

【This account has been banned】

The smoker stepped into the shop door.

A few pale yellow lights cast down, making him feel warm and comfortable.

There is a soft and thick carpet under your feet, which emits an elegant woody perfume smell.

"My guest," a "waiter" sitting at the door beside the smoker slowly stood up, "Did you go to the wrong place?"

The "waiter" has straight eyebrows and a delicate look; but his face is unnaturally white, no, even his neck is so white.

He smiled nicely, but also a little shy.

Fair skin, slender fingers.

The smoker felt that he must have gone to the wrong place.

Looking around, he was even more sure of this.

On the left, a scantily clad but muscular man said something vulgar but not indecent, eliciting giggles from the female guests.

On the right, a man in a middle-level company uniform took off his tie and undid the first button below his neck in front of a female guest, with a smile on his face.

【? ? ? 】

【What is this place】

【Ah baby's eyes are blind】

[Little white-faced fitness man, high-end man, um...]

"You have also seen it," said the little white face in a gentle manner, "this place is not for men. We only serve women, to brush away their troubles and soothe their tired hearts. If they are in love, we can satisfy their emptiness. ...You know, this kind of thing is not impossible."

【ah this】

【male?Hey, isn't this better]

[My man, why can't men be customers of this store!When I saw this store, I was so angry that I was shaking all over. My whole body was cold and my hands and feet were cold on a hot day!Can this game be better? How do our boys live to make them satisfied!Tears flowed down uncontrollably.This game is full of oppression of men, when will men really stand up! (manual dog head)]

【? ? ? 】

[The dog's head is late, accidentally injured the friendly army, condolences]

The smoker ignored the barrage: "Where is this store?"

"As you can see," the little white face showed a shy smile, "this is a cowherd shop. As a male publicist, I would like to remind you: the pink mansion in the red light district is the closest one to here, just go out and turn right, 50 meters outside."

The smoker said: "You misunderstood, I am not this kind of person. I just haven't been here before, and I went the wrong way."

The little white face smiled and lowered his head, no one knew what he was thinking.

At least it looks very polite, and it is easy to make people feel good.

This is his professional ethics, and he can't fault it.

The smoker walks out of the Cowherd's shop.

He said to the audience: "Audience friends, as you can see, this store is not my goal. Even if some female NPCs like me, I can't be a cowboy. Let me think about where to go next—"

Smokey walked to the right without hesitation.

【you misunderstood】

[?I am not this kind of person]

【He said no, but his body is very honest, and he will go by himself】

[Misunderstanding: It means that even if the male publicist doesn't say anything, the anchor will actively look for the pink mansion]

"Everyone, you guys are too small," the smoker said as he walked, "It's not for the things in the crotch, it's for research, do you know? Research is an inevitable behavior of a high-end professional player, and it is a very worthwhile thing to do. Encouragement. It is research that makes us progress and become stronger and stronger. Everyone, the pattern is open, do you think I am holy now? Everyone can call me Saint Smoker. "

【ah!So divine!The back of the anchor's head is glowing! 】

[Should print out a full-body photo of the anchor, and bow every time I go out, I hope I can also have this kind of thick skin]

【If research is sacred, then I reward myself as a pilgrimage!I get it, I'm going on a pilgrimage all day! 】

[Why do I, a woman, click in to watch this kind of live broadcast?What a chicken neck monster]

There was a faint singing voice in the distance, a very rhythmic voice, it was like being in another world after a long distance.

"I'm going to beat him to death! He spilled coffee on my clothes! Do you know how expensive this dress is?" a company employee said arrogantly.

He reached out and pointed to the stain on his collar from a drop of coffee.

The whole dress, only one drop.

"Sorry, this is our dereliction of duty," said two robust bodyguards, both wearing monolithic auxiliary analysis glasses, "Guest, this is a temporary worker. We just found out that he is still a criminal."

"Black household? How can that kind of untouchable come to this kind of place to pollute the air!" The company man's voice became sharper, "He makes me very uncomfortable! You can figure it out!"

The two bodyguards looked at each other, pulled out their guns, and aimed at a limp boy at their feet.

Judging by their proficiency, this is not the first time they have done this kind of thing.

"Keep people under the gun!" The smoker ran over.

He had no contact with this boy, but a player posted a strange task on the forum, asking him to find the boy in a certain place and read the task description to the boy.

What is that?It seems that his father signed a long-term contract, like a bond of sale, in exchange for money for his schooling.

At that time, netizens put forward a guess: the father is likely to be dead, and it may be a variety of high-risk tasks, and he worked hard to get so much money.

"Who are you?" The company employee looked at the smoker's clothes from feet to head, "You look poor. Which level of the company are you from? Do you know who I am? Looking at you like this, you must also be a gangster, right? "

The two bodyguards clenched their fists.

"It's more than people, right?" The smoker started calling out to others in the channel, "Let's see, who has more people."

(End of this chapter)