Chest tightness, dizziness, and inability to shout.
Su Yanxi was groggy and heard the men's discussion.
"These two are oriental girls, with black hair and black eyes, and they are beautiful. They are rare treasures."
"I heard that Oriental women have a unique flavor. We can keep them for ourselves to enjoy before selling them."
"Don't act rashly. Once you've played with it, it's worthless. The price of a new item is ten times that of a second-hand one."
The lights above their heads were turned on, and bright light shone from all directions, making the two girls from the East look even whiter and more delicate.
Su Yanxi looked to the side and saw that Qian Duoduo had completely fallen into a coma.
She dug her fingernails into her flesh, trying to stay awake, but her eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and her brain seemed to be covered tightly by an airtight wet towel. Her mind gradually dissipated and collapsed, and finally completely disappeared.
The bodyguard wearing a black hat followed Su Yanxi to the backstage of the show. When he stepped inside, he was stopped by two male models.
"Sir, the backstage is not open to the audience. Please go back."
The bodyguard was surprised, "Why were those two ladies allowed in just now?"
The two male models looked at each other and replied, "Only open to women, not men."
This statement is contradictory.
The bodyguard's heart was filled with alarm. "The two ladies just now, one is my sister, the other is my wife, I'm looking for them!"
The male models showed mocking expressions on their faces, "That's fake, we just asked, they are single."
The bodyguard peeked inside through the crack in the door and saw a group of people carrying two large suitcases towards the back door.
A small piece of fabric peeked out from the zipper of one of the suitcases. It was burgundy and sequined, reflecting the shimmering light.
The bodyguard's pupils suddenly shrank, and he punched the two men at the door in the face, then rushed in...
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Fu Linchen arrived at the Fantasy show, and the moment he stepped in, he frowned because of the huge cheering noise.
Mike saw the woman on the stage with a graceful figure and almost nothing on her clothes. Her eyes were bright and there was urgency in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.
"These women look so fresh and delicious."
"In fact, they are very fresh and delicious." He pointed to the strippers on the stage and boasted to Fu Linchen, "I have owned all these women."
Normally, when the men around him heard him say this, they would look at him with envy.
Fu Linchen's voice was casual and light, and a deep groan escaped from his chest. "You've been playing around like this. You should get tested for syphilis and HIV. Early detection and early treatment are important. Don't wait until it's in the late stages and you can only go to see the King of Hell."
Mike was puzzled, "Who is the King of Hell?"
Fu Linchen said: "He is equivalent to the God in your Western mythology."
Mike was very excited. "I like the King of Hell. I am willing to go see the King of Hell."
Fu Linchen looked at Mike as if he were an idiot.
As a regular customer of the Fantasy show, Mike soon had the show manager come to him personally to serve him.
A blonde beauty in a bikini came over and snuggled in Mike's arms, her skin as soft as white jade.
Mike held the beauty in his arms familiarly, leaned over her face and bit her hard, then bit her lips hard.
The show manager called two more blonde beauties over and asked them to sit next to Fu Linchen.
His words were full of superiority and pride. "Mr. Fu, blonde-haired, blue-eyed women are only found in the West. You've been staying in China for a long time, so this time you should experience the charm of our Western beauties."
Two blonde beauties twisted their waists and walked towards Fu Linchen seductively.
Fu Linchen stretched out his long legs, blocking the way for the two of them. "No, I always think that Oriental women are more attractive."
The show manager paused for a moment, then waved his hand, asking the two blonde beauties to leave.
Mike's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Mr. Fu has always had good taste. He likes Oriental women so much. It seems that Oriental women must have their own unique qualities."
The show manager suddenly thought of something and said politely, "Mike, I just got two Oriental women today. They have black hair and black eyes, are young and have tender skin, and are well-endowed in all the right places. Their figures are just as good as our Western women's. They are first-rate goods."
Men like novelty.
Mike suddenly felt that the blonde beauty next to him was overshadowed. No matter how delicious the fish and meat were, he would feel sick of it if he ate too much.
He rubbed his hands in anticipation. "However much, I'll take both of those Oriental women."
The show manager looked embarrassed. "Mr. Mike, I can only give you one. The other one has been reserved."
Mike asked unwillingly, "Who stole my Oriental beauty?"
Show Manager: “The boss behind our show.”
"I've heard of your boss," Mike turned to look at Fu Linchen, "He's also an Oriental man, from the same country as you."
Fu Linchen was a self-disciplined person in his private life and usually didn't come to places like this. He raised his eyelids and looked at the show manager. "Who is your boss?"
The show manager said very sternly, "Our boss's identity is confidential and will not be disclosed to the public."
Mike clapped his hands and said, "I don't care who your boss is, as long as there's something to play with, bring that oriental woman to me!"
He was eager to leave the show and said, "Mr. Fu, let's meet again some other day. I need to go to the hotel now."
Fu Linchen didn't ask much about Mike's affairs. At this moment, he casually asked, "Which hotel are you staying in and which room?"
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