The name of the little wildcat bar is just a cover up. In fact, this bar was not a bar in the past, but a club called "don''t refuse" club, which is very famous in a certain field in the capital of woodland. Later, because the club did not sell drinks in its business scope and had no legal liquor license, it was disqualified in a surprise inspection.


    The owner of the club soon paid for the little wildcat bar. The bar was so remote that few people came here to spend money, but there was a wine license. In such a place worth only 300 yuan at most, Leng sold 100000 yuan, of which 99% of the price was used on the wine license. After such a change, the little wildcat bar immediately became popular, and there was no need to worry about surprise inspection by the Bureau of contraband investigation.


    Yes, it''s a very open bar, or club.


    It''s full of homosexuals and bisexuals, some fetishists and some men and women who have distorted their sexual orientation. Compared with those women who sweat easily and fear sweating on the stage of vulgar bars, there are not only women but also men on the stage! Male and female waiters dressed in simple and polished pimps swam between the card seats with trays. The whole bar was full of smoke, just like in a steam bath room.


    Even if it is not far away, it is difficult to distinguish the face of the person opposite!


    The strong smell of sweat and stimulating hormones are everywhere. Ernest stared at this strange place. Many people are reckless. It can almost be said that they do some indescribable things in public without any moral and ethical concepts. They don''t seem to have an accurate partner. It seems that anyone who is interested can participate in this lie down, whether men or women.


    When Ernest had some nausea, suddenly an irresistible force limited his movement. He turned his head in panic. Two men with muscle bumps and almost red fruit grabbed his arm.


    "Is this your first time to come, sir? We have a small rule here. You need to search your body. If you don''t want to, you can leave now.", the strong men seem to be easy to talk and have no intention of coercion.


    Ernest''s first reaction was to leave immediately, but when he thought of the purpose of his trip, he finally nodded with a dignified expression.


    The two strong men smiled at each other and began a search trip that he would never forget. They carefully searched any place where he could hide things, even the most private place, and both searched it again. Feeling that he had lost some important things at this moment, Ernest stretched out his heart and bred a trace of killing intention. He waited patiently for the two people not to let go of their own shoes before slowly entering the bar.


    In fact, he has seen Richard. In the largest card seat in the southeast corner, Richard, who is very cultured and temperament during the day, is squatting on the card seat table like a primitive man, and a woman is kneeling on the ground.


    Ernest moved his eyes and looked elsewhere. He felt he should have a drink first. He went to the bar and looked at the bartender. The bartender was obviously a woman, but her dress was very neutral. Maybe she was the only normal person in this place.


    "Give me a glass of the strongest wine!" Ernest took out ten yuan and put it on the table. The bartender looked up at him, prepared a glass of pink spirit in front of him, and took the ten yuan.


    This place is really the worst place Ernest has ever seen in his life. God is on earth. How can there be such a place full of scum and dirt? These people really should be purified. Why don''t those church people appear?


    He looked back at the pink wine in front of him. His expression was a little strange. Well, this is a magical place. He took a sip of the wine. Before he could taste the wine, a weak boneless body wrapped around half of his body, and the guy licked it on his earlobe.


    Ernest turned his head and saw a man with heavy makeup, shaved head and only a black leather briefs winking at him. He resisted the urge to punch the guy and pushed him away. "Sorry, I don''t play this."


    The Eyeshadow is bright green and bald. He grabbed the key of EUS. "Don''t you want to try? Don''t refuse!"


    "Sorry..." Ernest took out twenty pieces and put them into the man''s hand. "You can find one you like or like you. Isn''t that better?"


    Perhaps the twenty dollars worked. The bald man shrugged his shoulders, left him and searched for his next goal.


    Ernest felt that if he stayed here all night, he would have an accident. He immediately picked up his glass and walked towards the largest card seat in the southeast corner of the bartender. When he approached the card seat, a muscular man blocked his way, "Sir, this is a private position, you can go elsewhere. Also, your clothes..." the strong man looked at Ernest. If Ernest was right, he saw a strong emotional fluctuation in the strong man''s eyes.


    In fact, Ernest ignores a personal problem. He is solo''s servant and future housekeeper. He has lived in the environment of caper family since childhood. There is a huge gap between his temperament and everyone here. How can those flirtatious bitches here compare with the noble temperament he shows? This noble temperament is like the moon in the dark, which attracts the attention of many people and breeds a desire to trample on this temperament.


    Ernest pursed his mouth, endured the discomfort in his heart and more and more irritable emotions, picked up the glass and raised the glass in his hand to Richard who was enjoying, "I''m looking for Richard. I know him."


    The strong man was a little surprised and soon relieved. He raised his hand, pressed on Ernest''s chest and told him, "stay here." then he went to Richard and whispered. Richard looked at him and nodded hesitantly.


    "You can go over!" the strong man looked at Ernest with some pity. It''s really a pity that such a good cop can''t have fun together, but the other party is Mr. Richard''s guest, so it''s not something they can offend.


    "I don''t seem to know a friend like you?", Richard jumped down from the table and approved a dress. A man who was almost naked immediately lay in his arms and looked at Ernest with a smile.


    Ernest nodded. He wanted to sit down, but there were similar people in the card seat, and they didn''t seem to make way. Ernest didn''t find his seat until Richard asked a guy around him to make way.


    "I have some things I hope to get the governor''s help, but the governor seems very busy and doesn''t have time to realize my sincerity. Just when I heard..., he smiled," so I think you may be able to help me. "


    Richard smiled frivolously. He raised his eyebrows, "sincerity?"


    Ernest nodded heavily, "sincerity!"


    He put the checkbook on the table and the ten generations of ghost face mushroom mycelium he bought in the afternoon. When the checkbook appeared on the table, the young people in the card seat were not moved at all. Only a few young girls brightened their eyes. These young people are Richard''s good classmates and friends. Each of them has a very excellent family background, otherwise they would not become his friends. On the contrary, it was the ten generations of grimace mushrooms that changed the expression of these people.


    Since the emergence of the Bureau of contraband investigation, such things have become more and more difficult to buy, especially this dry mycelium. What they can buy is often the injection of narcotic drugs. It''s not that they have no money and no way. No one dares to sell mycelium to them. At most, they can get some narcotic drugs. This effect is relatively minor, which is enough to make them have fun when they need it. Not everyone has the courage to offend the governor for the profit of dozens of dollars.


    Richard was also moved. He picked up a bag and opened it and sniffed it. His head suddenly raised. The dry mycelium taste of grimace mushroom was a little exciting. He gave this bag to his friend, then thought for a moment with his mouth closed, nodded, "how do you want me to help you?"


    "Help me persuade your father and let him see my sincerity. As for whether he is willing to accept it, that is the problem between me and your father."


    Richard held out a finger, picked out a dried mushroom mycelium from his friend''s bag and sent it to Ernest. "Ten thousand yuan, a pound of dried mycelium, and this!"


    In hesitation and struggle, Ernest closed his eyes, took out a cigarette, poured the dried mycelium into the cigarette, and then bumped in.


    Early the next morning, the confused Ernest broke free from his limbs. He frowned. When he wanted to stand up, he immediately felt a burst of tearing pain in his eyes. His face was so black that he could drip water. He walked slowly to one side, found his torn clothes, put them on his body, and glanced at Richard who was still sleeping. If the governor doesn''t want to accept Mr. Solo''s sincerity, he will kill the boy and everyone here!


    It would be a disgrace to him all his life, but he had spared it in order for Mr. solo to become the owner of the house.


    Waiting for solo to become the owner of the Kape family, all the people here, including those muscle bumps and the owner of the bar, will go to hell.


    He swore!


    With your own reputation!