Chapter 178 Trading Market
The wind-sexy waiter left.
Qiao, Lan Mujin, Lan Likong brothers, and more than a dozen policemen were like a group of stupid geese standing at the exit of the corridor for a while.
It was getting dark outside, and the Mask Cat Club was the hot spot for tourists.
At the door behind, the sound of "KaKaKa" gear machine kept ringing, and groups of men and women walked in with laughter.
No matter men, women, young and old, everyone is covered with makeup and dressed up in a colorful way. They either spray perfume, or apply fragrant skin care oil, or have long-term incense treatment for their clothes.
These people walked past Qiao with laughter, and various rich fragrances came to their noses, making Qiao sneeze constantly.
After taking the Abyss Mayfly potion, Qiao's perception was extremely sharp and his sense of smell was also greatly enhanced; these fragrances were like thin and soft needles, constantly teasing his nose, making it extremely difficult for him to suffer.
What shocked Qiao even more was that the crowds who came in were in different clothes.
There are young and beautiful women wearing Imperial Army Admiral uniforms.
There are weak boys who wear the Imperial Merit Medal on their chests.
There is a big man with a beard all over his face, wearing the same imperial robe as the portrait of the queen!
There were also several tall, burly men with muscle lumps. They exposed their big legs, swung lightly in ballet skirts, and rushed in with a giggle-like laugh like a bronze bell.
Joe looked down at the police uniform on his body.
He finally understood why the waiter just now and the strange people passing by him at this moment, none of them were surprised why there were a group of policemen standing here.
Even Her Majesty's emperor's dress is worn in a swagger; there are many uniforms of the Imperial Marshals and Generals here; exaggerated aristocratic dresses from various countries can be seen everywhere...
"What a magical place!" Qiao murmured to himself, with his hands behind his back, walked slowly along the corridor above the oval small square, clockwise towards the huge, exaggerated counter opposite the square.
Lan Mujin, Lan Kikyong and others followed Qiao calmly. Aya Peter and several scouts from the army kept oozing cold sweat from their foreheads and muttering in their mouths, wondering why Qiao brought them to such a "ghost place".
'boom'!
A muffled sound came, and on the round platform in the middle of the small square, more than a dozen silver flames rushed to a height of more than twenty feet. The thin silver sparks were sprayed like a fountain, and the air suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder, mixed with an inexplicable smell of spice.
With the sound of "click", the muffled fireworks on the round platform just came out. Lan Mujin, Lan Jigong and others were ready for battle again. Several people suddenly pulled out their flintlock guns and looked around nervously.
No one noticed the group of "country buns" led by Qiao. Next to the corridor, there were hysterical cheers coming from the private rooms. Next to the round platform, the men and women who were holding hands and running around in circles jumped up suddenly, and various clothes were thrown into the air.
Above the round platform, a chain was slowly lowered, and a handsome little white face was rubbed with olive oil all over, hanging on the chain with one hand, waving a gray-white wolf shield glacier flag of the Lucia Empire with his right hand, screaming at the top of his lungs.
"The gentlemen of the wind and the slutty ladies, today, the theme night of the Mask Cat Club - the Ice Field Wild Night, officially kicked off... Oh, oh, oh, please raise your glass first, have a drink of spirits... Let's press Lucia's tradition!"
‘Yeah’!
A sharp laugh like a hungry wolf came, and a large group of waiters walked into the small square with a tray, and rushed through the crowd.
The men and women next to the round table snatched the wine glasses on the tray, raised them up, and then drank them all. Then, the men and women smiled enthusiastically and used all their strength to smash the wine glasses out.
The copper wine glass "ding ding dangdang" hit the floor, walls, and ceiling; at least hundreds of wine glasses hit the little white face hanging on the chains and waving flags.
The seemingly weak little white face was extremely agile. He hung it on the chain with one hand alone, and his body flashed left and right like a spirit snake, avoiding almost all wine glasses.
"The essence of the wild night! The essence!" The little white face widened his eyes and hissed: "It is to release nature and reject all artifacts! So, please release it to your heart's content and show off your natural charm!"
The clothes flew towards the sky, and the scene became chaotic for a moment.
"My...mom!" Qiao looked at the club that had become a little messy in an instant. In the small square, everyone threw their clothes to the ceiling, and their bodies, which were young, old, beautiful, or ugly, were all visible.
The low sound of war drums sounded, and the loud horn sounded.
The band, who was hiding, brazenly played the Lucia national anthem with a changing tone and a strange tone!
Joe's face twitched in waves - if those rude and barbaric Lucians heard this national anthem that completely changed tone and looked evil and weird, would they wash the entire club with machetes?
Joe greeted Sherlock crazy in his heart. This is the semi-public stronghold of the Al organization?
Qiao stared at the little white face hanging on the chain, yelling, and then his eyes suddenly froze!
Mask Cat Club, as described in the previous article, is a three-story building. This small oval square on the first floor is an oval patio that runs through the third floor from the first floor.
Nearly a hundred feet high from the ground, just above the center of the round platform, in the middle of the ceiling dome on the third floor, above several groups of giant crystal chandeliers, a giant badge with a diameter of more than fifty feet was inlaid with black gems.
A black snake was round, opening its big mouth and biting at the end of its tail.
In this circle surrounded by the black snake that pursues and swallows itself, there is a symbol representing infinity of the ‘∞’.
This is one of the signs of the Al organization's announcement to the outside world; this so-called largest intelligence organization in Medland is such an evil, weird, secret, and unpredictable organization in the hearts of some people, and its symbols appear on the ceiling in a blatant way.
"Beautiful job!" Qiao murmured to himself in a low voice.
Following the front of the private room, surrounding the corridor of the entire small square, avoiding the group of crazy men and women entering and leaving the private room, avoiding the random wine glasses and bottles, and avoiding the random coats and underwear. Qiao finally arrived at the huge counter facing the gate corridor.
The counter, which is nearly a hundred feet long, is made of the best oak raw board, polished so smooth that it can be seen. Behind the counter that is five feet wide, there are more than a dozen smiling female bartenders standing, wearing small tuxedo and making men's outfits, but with unique charm.
Behind these bartenders is a square hall, with huge wine cabinets standing in the hall, filled with various wines. The hall is deeper and there is an open kitchen, with at least hundreds of chefs busying themselves, and the rich aroma of food is constantly coming in the air.
The counter was full of men and women laughing. Qiao stretched out his hands and pinned his left and right, and extremely roughly set a large space for himself in front of the counter.
After coughing heavily, Qiao was about to ask the female bartender for good wine and order sausages for wine. By the way, he thought about the relationship between the Mask Cat Club and the Al organization.
Sherlock gave it to Joe, the black card that was lying in the dark bag on his chest suddenly jumped slightly.
Qiao was stunned, and took out a stack of banknotes in his pocket with his palm, and slapped it on the counter: "Beautiful lady, give me, my brothers, get a few bottles of good wine, and some wine and food..."
All of these banknotes were large new banknotes with a denomination of 100 gold marks that Joe had just taken out of Royal Bank in the afternoon.
The female bartenders behind the counter lit up their eyes at the same time. A blonde girl closest to Joe charmedly threw a charming look at him and quickly flew at him: "Handsome young master, as you wish... The best wine here is also the most expensive wine?"
Qiao waved his hand, and with a strong sense of wealthy nouveau riche, he shouted: "Money is not a problem... A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem... Hey, Hibiscus, Kikyo, sit down, don't be nervous, don't be nervous... Learn from Billy, see how natural Billy is, let it go!"
The chubby Billy laughed, quickly retracted his gaze that was stuck to the raised part of a passing girl's back, sat upright on the high stool in front of the counter, and put on a gentleman's face.
The blonde bartender smiled, quickly took away a stack of banknotes that Joe had placed on the counter, and then turned toward the rows of huge wine cabinets behind him.
Joe coughed and took out the black card from his dark bag.
On the card that is deep like the dark night, a stream of light flashes, and then lines of fancy and smooth floral characters quietly emerge.
——‘Mask Cat Club, welcome the brothers of the Al organization to visit; free space, unrestrained, Mask Cat wishes you a wonderful night’!
——‘Tonight’s free commission: 1. Determine the exact position of Princess Lovna of the Lucia Empire at this moment, and pay 10,000 gold marks.’
——‘Two, kill Princess Lovena and her entourage and reward one million gold marks.’
——‘Three, find out the reason for Princess Lovena’s escape and pay 500,000 gold marks.’
——‘Fourth, find out the ‘useful’ items that Princess Lovena carried when she escaped, and after confirmation, the reward dealer... If you can provide effective and reliable information, you will be rewarded with 200,000 gold marks.’
——“Five, the personal interests and hobbies of Miss Tifa, the eldest daughter of the Witu family in Tulum Harbor, will be rewarded with 10,000 gold marks; if Miss Tifa can be promoted to attend a private banquet, will be rewarded with 100,000 gold marks.’
——‘Six, the information for the interests and hobbies of Mrs. Liya, the mistress of the Weitu family in Tulun Port, will be rewarded with 50,000 gold marks; if Mrs. Liya’s conditions for choosing a son-in-law, will be rewarded with 200,000 gold marks.’
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On the black card, lines of fine handwriting slowly slid past.
Qiao immediately understood the operating model of this Mask Cat Club. It was indeed a huge intelligence trading market, and it was also a variety of commissioned markets.
But it's a hell. Five of the ten commissions here are related to the Vitu family. What the hell is this?
Chapter completed!