Chapter 560 Infatuation with poisonous spiders Chapter 561 Shootout(2/4)
There was a mixture of tobacco, wine, and sweat. At first glance, there were people all over the place. A long platform spanned the theater. Many actresses performed on it.
These women are all wearing very few clothes, and men can sit next to the table. If you want to have a glass of wine, you can watch it casually. If you feel good, you can also put out money to stuff it into the bras or briefs of women. Of course, you will inevitably take the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
"I said, it's a place to find fun!" Coolidge's eyebrows trembled.
"It's just a little lower level." Hoover frowned.
"Come on. Although the grade here is a little lower, these women are still natural. It is much more natural than those women in high-end hotels." Coolidge snapped his fingers, ordered three glasses of wine, and then found three seats next to the long stage to greet us.
The three of them sat down, placed the wine on the edge of the stage, and watched the women walk past them with their heads raised.
Soon, Hoover and Coolidge were fascinated by these women with very few clothes and look dissatisfied.
"Come on, give me a smile!"
"Here, here, twist your butt!"
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Among the roars of many men, Coolidge and Hoover had the loudest voices, and their saliva was flying everywhere, with red faces and red ears.
"It's embarrassing. It's so embarrassing!" I shook my head while watching.
These women are about twenty years old. They are in their prime, with good figure and good looks, and are men's favorites.
Coolidge and Hoover were honest at first, but finally became arrogant. They shouted and waved their hands farther and farther, jumping up and down, just like maggots.
When you move too much, you will inevitably encounter people. Many people around you are hitting their heads and bodies by them. Each face is filled with anger.
When I saw this posture, my heart raised.
Men in the West all have bad tempers
In such occasions, fights are often the case. Coolidge and Hoover are not so good. If they do this, they will be beaten sooner or later.
"Calvin Herbert, just be happy. There is no need for you two to act so big, look, you two have occupied all the land and places, aren't you afraid of being beaten up?" I pointed to their side.
I was in the middle, Coolidge was on the left, Hoover was on the right, and there was no one within five meters on the side of the two of them. This was really conspicuous in the crowded theater.
"Being beaten up!? I've never been beaten up yet!" Colizhi glared at him and then burst into anger.
While we were talking, there was a sudden cheer around us. For some reason, the crowd suddenly exploded. All the men stood up and rushed towards the platform desperately.
"What's this for?" Coolidge asked by grabbing someone next to him.
"The most sexy girl here is about to appear! nicknamed the poisonous spider!" The fat man laughed out loud.
"Poison Spider!? I like it! I was nicknamed Scorpion in the law firm back then!" Coolidge shouted, as if he was scattering.
I was also curious about this so-called poisonous spider, and couldn't help but stretch my head and stare at the entrance of the theater.
Suddenly, all the lights in the theater went out, leaving only pink light hitting the entrance.
The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.
A woman walked out of the room, and the moment she appeared, there was a tsunami in the theater.
"Everyone, please feel free to Miss Ruth!" The host shouted, and the wolves roared together in the theater.
"Rus? This name is really vulgar! But this person...I like it!" Coolidge roared wildly.
He said it right. Although the name of this woman is vulgar, when she appears, I know why these men are fascinated by her.
With short golden hair, a raised nose bridge, a pair of watery eyes, she is born to be an ecstatic person, with a hot figure and a slight future. She is wearing a three-point style that can only cover the shame. Her lower abdomen is flat, she has no fat on her slender legs. Her skin is white and smooth. She has two small silver chains tied around her ankles, and she has crystals hanging on it. She is shining when walking.
This charming and coquettish picture is probably not as good as Julie on the screen.
"What's the name of this woman?" For some reason, I felt that I had seen this woman's charming face somewhere, so I pulled someone over.
"Rus, her name is Ruth?" The man stared at the woman with his eyes tightly.
"Where is the full name?" I asked.
"Full name!? Who knows her full name!?" The man immediately became impatient and broke free.
"Andre. You are really, what's the full name?" Coolidge rolled at me and yelled.
This woman named Ruth walked over from one end of the platform with her butt twisted, and her eyes were all focused on her in the theater. The men sighed and roared one by one. Keep saliva and smacked their lips.
However, no one went up to touch the woman.
Compared to before, any woman who came to the stage attracted a lot of tricks, this kind of scene seemed strange.
Do these men regard this woman as the goddess in their minds and cannot bear to do it?
No, absolutely not!
Then why? Why don’t they stretch out their savage hands?
Just as I was thinking, the woman had already walked up to us and got closer. She could see the woman more and more clearly, that figure, breasts, and small waist, and plump butt, which was simply the best.
"Come on, come here!" Coolidge grabbed the woman's leg and took off the poisonous spider.
Suddenly, the originally bustling theater suddenly became silent.
People were stunned when they looked at Coolidge, who grabbed the woman's legs and stretched out his lewd hands.
"Not good!" I called out to myself.
Because I read a trace of pity from these people's eyes.
At the same time, a group of people in black clothes walked out from a luxurious private room behind the theater.
"This bitch raised Coolidge has killed me!" I covered my face.
My second brother is from the underworld. Although I didn’t follow him, I have seen the guys from Burbank Party look like what they look like. Besides, I have watched many movies from the underworld in later generations. As soon as these people came out of the box, I knew that this time we were in trouble.
Coolidge did not realize that he was in trouble at all, and was teasing Ruth on the stage with a lewd smile on his face.
Although she was a coquettish woman on the surface, Ruth, who fell into Coolidge's clutches, screamed repeatedly. Obviously, she seemed to have never met a person like Coolidge.
If I guess correctly, this woman should be a real "canary".
When the people in the theater saw the group of people coming out, they coaxed them and gave up a wide aisle.
The appearance of this aisle made Coolidge feel that the atmosphere was a little wrong. When he turned around and saw the group of men in black coming towards him, the guy knew what was going on.
"Calvin, you're in trouble!" Hoover shouted softly.
"Stop calling! Of course I know!" Coolidge naturally had no mood to tease the little girl at this time. He stood in front of me with a serious look on his face.
I admire his mind very much at this time.
"Andre, what should I do?" Coolidge asked me in a low voice.
I turned around and looked around. I saw that the only entrance to the theater was behind the group of men in black. If I wanted to escape, I would definitely pass by these men in black, and that would undoubtedly be seeking death.
"There!" Hoover pointed to the entrance behind the platform.
"Flash!" I yelled, and the three of them jumped onto the stage and ran towards the entrance in the backstage.
This platform was originally specially prepared for those women to come up to perform. The three of us jumped up and ran back to death, which immediately attracted a lot of laughter.
"Calvin, it's all your fault! We've lost all our faces.
I shouted angrily as I ran away.
But Coolidge acted like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water and said, "I am not ashamed of being a dignified American president, why are you losing it?"
"Why didn't you hit you to death with lightning!" I was almost angry with him.
Three people from that narrow
It turned out that the entrance was the backstage of the performance, with a large area, most of which were naked women, and some were wearing those seductive underwear.
As soon as the three of us broke in, the pot immediately became popular inside.
"Oh, my God, I'm so feasting now!" Coolidge smacked his lips.
Hoover was about to cry and looked at me and said, "Andre, there is an exit behind it, now we are dead!"
"What are you afraid of? If they have hands, we will have hands! Andre. Go up and push it!" Coolidge waved his head at me.
"Then what are you doing?" My nose was so angry that I almost turned crooked.
Coolidge looked chic and pointed at the women with endless spring and said, "Of course I am responsible for maintaining order, otherwise these women will run around and fight?"
After saying that, this guy headed straight for the women.
"Whoever wants to bring the guy out next time will not die well!" I cursed and pulled the bomb gun out of my body and hid at the door.
At this time, I completely regretted it. I regretted not coming out with these two disaster stars, and I regretted throwing Holkina into the Royal Hotel.
There were at least twenty people on the other side, and I was sure they had guys on them. Among the three of us, Hoover was powerless, and Coolidge was also a three-pound duck with two and a half pounds of mouth, leaving me alone. In any case, he was no match for the other 20 or so people.
It's over, now I have to explain this to my more than 100 pounds.
The other twenty or so people were agile and knew they were trained masters at a glance. Seeing that the three of us broke into the backstage, they immediately surrounded the door of the backstage, but did not dare to enter easily.
"Herbert, go and see if there is a phone call in the backstage. If there is a phone call, call out for help." I whispered to Hoover.
Only then did Hoover recover from his panic and ran to the depths of the backstage.
Before Hoover came back, Coolidge bent over and walked over.'
To be continued...