"Why is the pass price so expensive?" the brown-haired man shouted loudly.
"Sir, please calm down, you are affecting other guests."
Two men over two meters tall, wearing black vests, with bulging muscles as hard as rocks, walked up to the brown-haired man.
A man with a bloody cross wrapped in vines tattooed on his arm looked at the brown-haired man coldly and said.
Looking at the tattooed man in front of him, the brown-haired man immediately withered and stopped shouting loudly. He knew that shouting would not only result in him being blacklisted by the bar, but there might also be unpredictable consequences waiting for him.
"Sir, the price is not set by us. This is the minimum standard according to the other party's requirements."
"Also, sir, since your loud noise has had a bad impact on the bar, your place in the bar has been cancelled. Please leave immediately after paying for the drink."
Just when the brown-haired man was about to say something, the two muscular men in front of him immediately "invited" the man to leave his seat and walked towards the bar.
Chu Long looked at the scene that happened in front of him. This was the first time he encountered such a thing in the Bardoya Bar. It seemed that the rumors were true. The bar itself maintained a group of thugs, or security guards, but generally
You won't see it in the bar.
Chu Long just observed the two men who were as strong as cattle. They were wearing military boots. The trousers above the boot cuffs were slightly bulging, and it was obvious that they had put something inside. The openings of the trouser pockets were vaguely visible under the lights of the bar.
A flash of light, a bulge shaped like a tiger-like object based on the position of his pants.
Three pounds? Just think of it as one more cocktail!
He turned to look at Ada who was also attracted by the brown-haired man and the others and asked.
"Ada, do you have a note?"
"Ah! What?"
Ada was obviously confused by the question again.
"Is there a note?"
"Ah! Yes sir."
Ada quickly took out a few notes and pens from her body and handed them to Chu Long.
Chu Long looked at the number of his booth, wrote the number on the note, took out a 5 shilling tip and handed it to Ada beside him.
Ada silently put away the 5 shilling tip, held the note in her hand, nodded slightly to Chu Long, and walked towards the toilet in the bar.
Watching Ada leave, Chu Long turned his attention to the bar again, where the brown-haired man had already paid for the drink and walked towards the door of the bar under the supervision of the two security personnel.
Withdrawing his gaze, he shifted his gaze to the stage surrounding the booth. Several scantily clad women were dancing up and down around the iron bars fixed on the stage. Since Chu Long sat here, there have been three batches.
They are pole dancers, and their biggest feature is not how good their dancing skills are, but that their clothes are not too heavy, and the clothes they wear are gradually decreasing amidst the cheers of the men.
Judging from the current dancing speed, Chu Long believed that it wouldn't take long for the pole dancers in front of him to become naked amidst the voices of the enthusiastic and passionate men around them.
Chu Long's booth was still a short distance away from the stage. He held the "Charge" in his hand and leaned on the backrest to watch the girls in cool clothes dancing on the stage not far in front of him. It was a visual enjoyment.
The only thing that made Chu Long unhappy was that there were always a few men in the booths surrounding the stage who were overwhelmed by lust and wanted to rush onto the stage and do indescribable things under the control of desire.
Fortunately, there are many security personnel in the bar. Every time someone tries to get close to the stage, they will be "dissuaded" by the muscular men not far away. However, even so, it still greatly affects the visual perception of the stage.
Customers are strictly prohibited from harassing performers in the bar. This is a system established by the bar owner when he first established the bar. You can throw tips on the stage, but you must not climb on the stage to harass the performers.
There are many bars in London that have special performances at night, which are accompanied by the breeding of crime. Forty percent of the cases accepted by Scotland Yard every year come from the crime rate in bars at night.
At night in London, bars are places for people to relax and enjoy themselves. But under the catalysis of alcohol, the dark sides accumulated deep in the heart can easily be evoked. No matter what the inducement is, it is likely to ignite the dark sides deep inside oneself.
The anger is everywhere. Even if you are disturbed by others talking loudly, it may lead to an all-out martial arts fight outside the bar.
In the bar, men under the influence of alcohol can easily do something they regret because of the provocation of dancing girls.
Slightly larger bars have developed their own security forces. Even small bars have long-term hired strong workers from the bottom to act as security guards to maintain the safety of the bar. Of course, there are times when it doesn't work. After all, the rich can take care of it.
Most things, of course, work most of the time.
However, as long as you leave the bar, the life and death of those men and women affected by alcohol are not under the control of the bar. The bar just doesn't want to cause financial damage to these irrational guys. After all, a fight will cause more or less damage.
If the property you brought to the bar can be compensated, it would be extremely upsetting for the police to come to inspect the scene and invite you to drink coffee!
Chu Long once went to a small bar with Corporal Lin En at night. Not long after we sat down, two groups of people disturbed each other because of their loud voices. After a few curses, they started to stir up trouble.
The scuffle spread to other customers, causing a scuffle.
Fortunately, when Corporal Chu Long and Lin En saw something was wrong, they immediately left the bar and moved to a bar opposite. They ordered a cocktail, found two chairs, and sat at the door of the bar to watch the unfinished Quan Wu Xing opposite.
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When the eyes were focused on the girls on the stage, they saw the clothes flying around because the money was still on stage, and the dancing plump figures, coupled with the ecstasy and aphrodisiac music, drove the hormones filling the air around the stage to become more and more intense.
rise!
Even Chu Long himself felt a little excited!
While Chu Long inadvertently moved his neck while waiting, he saw Ada walking around the bar towards him.
Chu Long discovered that from the moment Ada walked around the bar, a bartender at the bar had his eyes on Ada until Ada came to him.
"Sir, can you pay for the drinks?"
"Okay, here's the drink money, this is for you."
Chulong took out a two-pound coin, a one-pound coin and a 2-shilling coin from his body and handed them to Ada.
The two people seemed to have completed a programmed operation. They did not chat like before and completed the transaction simply and directly.
Ada accepted Chu Long's money and waved to the bar in the distance. Chu Long saw the bartender who had been keeping his eyes on Ada and another waiter at the bar.
The waiter at the bar said a few words.
The waiter then took a tray from the bartender's hand. From a distance, only a glass could be seen on the tray.
Ada stood still and waited until the waiter came in front of her. When she took the tray with one hand, she handed the wine money and tip she just received from Chu Long to the waiter with the other hand.
"Sir, this is the ice water you asked for."
After the waiter left, Ada put the tray on the table and pointed at the cup on the tray. People who didn't know thought it was ice water. Only Chu Long himself saw the picture under the cup.
A different pass than usual.
Although Chu Long has never bought a pass, Ada is a waiter, and he often comes into contact with these passes. Sometimes there are extra passes left. In addition to the ones that are destroyed, the bar will also leave one or two for the waiter to give to those who passed the pass.
Use it as an introduction to people who are regular customers and want to return to the black market who have never been to the black market before.
Chu Long didn't look at the pass first, but picked up the glass of ice water and drank it. In an instant, he felt that the "fire" deep in his heart was gradually extinguished by the refreshing coolness.
The surging "flame" went out. Chu Long took the empty cup in his hand and focused his eyes on the pass on the tray again.
You can call it a pass, or you can call it a stamp. In Chu Long's opinion, it is larger than the stamps currently on the market, but smaller and more delicate than the previous passes.
Place the still-cool empty cup on the table, and there will be a so-called pass left on the tray.
A face that is half gentle, beautiful, and stunningly beautiful, any man will fall for it;
The face that is half ferocious, ferocious, miserable and disgusting would scare even the devil out of his soul.
She is the Queen of the Underworld, Herla. She is one of the only goddesses in the legendary "Twilight" who does not know life and death. Her father is Luo Ji, the god of deceit, and her mother is Luo Ji's affair partner, the giant Obolboda.
His younger brother is the giant lion Vader, and his younger sister is the giant fox Musbra.
In Chu Long's opinion, this is a very wonderful family!
In the Temple of Misery, Herla's residence, on the bed of worry lies Herla, lying quietly, with a two-headed giant snake lying beside the bed. It is the only pet Hegaard that accompanies Herla in loneliness. At the same time, it is also the underworld.
Gatekeeper.
The stamp-style pass in front of Chu Long was very different from ordinary stamps. First of all, the front of it showed a whole painting of Herla resting in the temple. There was no country name, inscription, watermark, or logo on it.
The only thing that appears on the front of the stamp is the face value of 20 pence in the lower right corner. On the back is a map, a map leading to the black market. The most stamp-like thing about this pass is the face value on the front and the perforations on the edge of the stamp.
I played with the pass in my hand and looked at the pattern drawn on it. This was a souvenir exchanged for three pounds. I sighed in my heart that the black market is really dark!
The so-called commemorative pass in front of me can be made by going to a craftsman in the East End of London and giving it five pounds to make nearly fifty of them. If you are a regular customer, it will be cheaper. The more you order, the cheaper it will be. It can be said that all people who go to the black market are included.
, each one will cost no more than one hundred and fifty pounds.
But now one ticket costs three pounds. The black market has not yet opened, and the entry fee has already made back the capital. People still have to pay. After all, 80 to 90 percent of the people who can go to the black market are rich.
People, going to the black market is just to solve their own troubles, or to buy something that cannot be bought openly in the market. It can also be said that it is forbidden to sell, it is all illegal things.