"They are not regular visitors to the bar. You know, the consumption in our bar is not friendly to truck drivers. But I know them. They sometimes harass female customers. I guess the purpose of their coming here is for female customers. You know someone

These low-level men always hope to sleep with some high-ranking beauties to satisfy their desires. They should be such people, they always like to touch and touch female customers, and they were even repaired by Tristan once. "

"Tristan?"

"He's a security guard. He was once a very famous boxer. Black people always like to spend money when they have money. After retiring, they go bankrupt and can only work in bars."

"what else?"

"No, that's all I know!"

"You know, these are not worth $100."

"By the way, those two drivers seem to be having a hard time lately."

"Why do you think so."

"They used to give tips, but they don't tip recently."

Because there are two people.

"I won't... disturb you, will I?"

The white man next to me was no longer jealous, but burning with jealousy.

If she was a vampire and sucked blood last night, the smell of blood would definitely remain.

Ron was shocked. Was this a confession?

Damn it, Sandy, I don't know where he went.

If he's here, you can call for backup.

However, further confirmation is needed.

"Hello."

Seeing Ron's surprised expression, Louise added: "I like your eyes, they are pure and attractive, very much like my former lover."

The woman sat down.

Ron was worried that he wouldn't be able to satisfy them!

Two stunning beauties, one in a million, both fell in love with a Chinese and were jealous of him. This made him feel even more uncomfortable than being dumped.

"Very good. Besides, what else do you know?"

He could only reluctantly claim the label of "purity".

They are simply not used to tipping, so they got used to it very quickly.

Ron's heart skipped a beat, such a beautiful woman with such an elegant temperament.

Ron is confident that he has been impure for a long time.

"Well……"

Because it’s easy to draw water from a bamboo basket and get nothing.

You must know that although he is very handsome and shockingly handsome, he thinks he is not good enough to turn his good sisters against each other.

For some men the attraction is greater.

"Ron, it's nice to meet you. It's my first time to meet such a beautiful lady. I'm very excited."

No wonder Jason Lee said before that they were very generous.

Charlotte blinked, not believing it.

No, opportunities always come to those who are prepared.

As a man, of course he wants it all.

Ron left the bar.

If Louise has any advice.

"No, he's not yours, at least not now."

Soon, they got the news.

At this moment, a blond beauty also walked over.

"My information should be worth $100, right?"

"So, there really was such a person last night. They were three white women. They were rare beautiful, mature, and generous. As soon as they entered the bar, they attracted the attention of all the men and became the center of the bar.

Many people try to strike up a conversation with no success. I think their requirements must be very high. After all, a woman like that is rich and beautiful, you know."

This is true, Charlotte is younger, her eyes are more charming, her skin is more hydrated and whiter, and her facial features are more refined.

In fact, vampires can evolve, so it's not surprising that they are attracted to Ron.

Ron understood, this was because he was greedy for his body.

Jason Lee took the beautiful green knife and kissed it, feeling extremely satisfied.

The next step is easier. First contact Irene at the headquarters. Irene will contact the police to search for information about the three sports cars.

"My name is Charlotte."

"Um...can I ask why you like me?"

Charlotte's eyes were slightly narrowed, her eyelashes were trembling, her breathing was rapid, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked very shy.

After entering, along with the loud music, colorful lights flickered on and off, making you feel drunk, dreamy and dreamy.

"I like you."

With that said, Louise left angrily, and the white man next to her who had long been looking at her with dismay hurriedly followed her.

But I have to say that this Louise thief has a lot of vision.

"Thank you, generous fellow."

"Louise, Charlotte and I are good friends."

"Um?"

Ron looked at this fellow with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"It's already clear. We all like you. Who are you going to choose?"

"Your pulse, your heartbeat, and your breath all attract me deeply."

Ron looked at this black man speechlessly.

He sat on the sofa and quietly observed the dancing men and women through the glass window, hoping to find the target.

He looked up and around, and there happened to be road surveillance not far away.

As she spoke, Charlotte licked her wet lips seductively.

"Yeah?"

"Well, I follow my inner choice. I like Charlotte better. She is more in line with my aesthetics. When I first saw her, I felt my heart flutter."

"Remember what they look like?"

He had been waiting beside me for a long time.

"My name is Ron, who is you?"

I never expected that clues to solve the case would be found so quickly.

Charlotte glared at Louise fiercely, then turned to look at Ron.

A group of young men and women were dancing wildly, twisting their bodies in a state of forgetfulness.

He didn't feel comfortable here, so he walked to the transparent booth next to him, sat down, and ordered a glass of wine.

"Louise, he is mine."

"Is there anything else that is special? For example, the kind that is particularly ugly, particularly fierce, particularly handsome, particularly beautiful, particularly rich, particularly weird..."

His swaying butt and provocative movements make him look more like a slut.

In comparison, it is much quieter here.

Fantasy is allowed, but in real life, of course, this cannot be done.

By this time Sandy had long disappeared.

Although he is a little older, he looks to be over thirty.

The woman sat down impatiently without waiting for a reply. She crossed her legs, revealing her perfect leg shape.

Ron was overwhelmed when he saw another rare beauty sitting down.

Who says Chinese people are not used to tipping culture.

The key is that her temperament is also very good, the kind of temperament that takes time to settle down, and every move she makes is so elegant and calm.

"I don't know about the rest. Well, they generously gave a tip of US$100. This is the largest tip I have received in the past few months. Does this count?"
To be continued...