"Alright, this is it." The driver pulled up in front of a square and stopped.
Lin Mu looked out through the window. Sure enough, right in front of the square there was a club. The club’s signboard was made of a few flashy gold-plated characters, full of swag and dominance. Inside the square, all kinds of luxury cars were parked, even more impressive than a supercar show.
Lin Mu paid, got out of the car, and walked toward the club. At the entrance stood two girls in uniforms, their pale thighs bare, their tiny skirts barely covering their panties, slutty and seductive. This was seriously a goddamn paradise on earth!
The two uniford girls politely bowed ninety degrees to greet Lin Mu. The mont they bent over, the deep cleavages between their two mounds of flesh were exposed right in front of Lin Mu. Fuck, they were big. No wonder they say, "where there’s cleavage, there’s heat."
Just now in the taxi, Lin Mu had already heard the driver’s introduction: the first floor is the dance hall, the second floor is foot massage, the third floor is karaoke rooms, the fourth floor is dining and lounge, the fifth floor is for lodging, and the sixth floor is where people play cards—basically, the gambling floor.
Lin Mu went to the first-floor disco first. As soon as he stepped in, deafening music blasted his ears. It was dark as hell inside. No wonder business was booming here day and night—under this setup you couldn’t even tell if it was day or night. The vibe was on point.
Watching the crowd grinding and writhing with the music, Lin Mu walked in deeper. He went to a booth, ordered a drink, and took a few sips. Ten minutes later, the banging music suddenly stopped.
"Next, let’s welco Miss Cai to bring you all a dance." The DJ on stage shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Waooo, oh, oh..." The crowd below erupted into excited, rhythmic screams. Looked like they really liked this so-called Miss Cai’s dancing.
At this mont, the explosive music slowly started up again, and a hot chick walked onto the stage from the back.
The hottie had flaming red hair and heavy makeup. On top she only wore a tiny crop top down to her waist, revealing a slender, pale belly. She had shorts on her lower half, her fair, smooth thighs completely exposed to the air.
The male audience below went even crazier at this, twisting their hips while whistling nonstop, roaring and heckling wildly.
Very soon, the hottie started dancing to the music. Her slutty moves cranked up the atmosphere, and in no ti the whole dance hall was pushed to a climax.
Because Lin Mu was quite a distance away, he didn’t really pay attention. His target was Jinye anyway. Besides, he wasn’t interested in this kind of bar girl. Even if he was, in this situation he didn’t have the mood for it.
After a fierce set, the hottie kept dancing a few more numbers back-to-back, and only then slowly left the stage amid a wave of screams.
After she went down, another hottie ca on to do a pole dance. It’s just that compared to the previous girl, this one was obviously a lot less impressive. As for body shape, she wasn’t as hot as the first girl either, but she was still passable.
After a few drinks, Lin Mu wanted to hit the restroom. He got up and headed there. Once inside, he took a piss. Just as he was pulling up his pants, a lewd male voice drifted in from the corridor outside the toilets.
"Miss, you’re really damn pretty. Interested in having a drink with us brothers?" The speaker was a drunk guy. As soon as he finished, there was a burst of disgusting laughter, clearly not just one person.
"Sorry, I’m not interested." The woman said, then tried to walk forward.
"Hold up, beauty, aren’t you giving us brothers a bit too little face?" The drunk spun around, stepped in front of the woman, and tried to block her path.
"Please move." The woman said, clearly annoyed and disgusted.
"Move? We brothers asking you to keep us company is looking up to you. Relax, we won’t short you on money. Just let us have a good ti." The drunk said.
"If you want to play, go find a hooker. Please move." The woman’s voice was even more full of disgust. Any woman who ran into shaless drunk assholes like this would only feel anger and helplessness.
"Motherfucker, don’t be shaless when I’m giving you face." The drunk’s expression changed. Pointing at the woman, he said, "You know who I am? Aren’t you just a dancer here? Acting all pure, huh?"
"Don’t block . Let go of , let go!"
"Heh, this is a rare treat. I just have to get off on you today. Brothers, drag her into the bathroom. I’ll go first, then you guys can have your turn."
"Yes, boss." The two underlings answered, then grabbed the girl by the arms and dragged her toward the restroom.
The girl was no match for two strong n and was forcibly hauled into the bathroom. The drunk stumbled in after them and waved his hand repeatedly, "You two wait outside. Don’t let anyone in."
"Got it, boss." The two guys answered excitedly and walked out. They’d get their own turn later—just thinking about it felt fucking aweso. So the two idiots obediently stood guard at the bathroom door.
"Ah!" A scream from the woman suddenly ca from inside the restroom.
The two guys at the door glanced at each other and grinned, pressing their ears to the door. Listening in on that kind of action wasn’t bad either.
"Oh oh... ahhh... ah..." The drunk’s cries rang out from inside the bathroom.
The two at the door got even more turned on listening, itching to rush in and join the battle. Fuck, how good must the boss be having it right now?
That voice was way too damn intoxicating. At the sa ti, the two couldn’t help but admire him—boss was damn strong in this departnt!
"Ah, ah, help... help..." Another burst of shouting.
When the two heard it, they imdiately felt sothing was off. No matter how good it feels, if the woman isn’t screaming yet, the guy shouldn’t be reacting that hard, right? Did they fucking switch roles?
"Help, sobody, help... help..."
"Shit." The two exchanged a look, then hurriedly pushed the door open and rushed in.
The scene before their eyes stunned them. Fuck, what the hell? Why was the boss lying on the floor, face covered in blood, rolling around?
They looked again at the inside of the bathroom. Besides the woman, there was now another man by her side. No need to ask—boss had definitely been beaten up by this guy.
"Boss, boss!" The two underlings quickly helped the drunk on the floor up.
"B-beat him up." The drunk pointed at Lin Mu.
The two underlings nodded and charged at Lin Mu at the sa ti. But with just their level, they were way out of their league. After a single exchange, both of them felt a sharp pain in their bellies. When they opened their eyes, they saw the guy’s two thick legs were buried in their guts, sending them flying with a massive surge of force.
"Go, go!" The drunk had sobered up by now. The three of them were beaten into pancakes and knew they were no match, so they could only run off in disgrace with the two underlings in tow.
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