The thick door opens, and a crisp "kka" mechanical gear friction sound is made at the door shaft.

Qiao held his head up and strode into the Mask Cat Club with great enthusiasm.

The first second he stepped into the masked cat, Qiao was startled, and a strange scream, jumped backwards and almost knocked away Lan Mujin and Lan Likong brothers following him.

The brothers reacted very quickly. Lan Mujin shook her body and took two steps back. She shook her hands, and a little blue cold light flashed between her fingers.

Lan Yichang even hit the wall directly, and her body merged into the darkness. An inexplicable cold air arose in the air around her.

Then, Lan Mujin's mouth twitched.

In the air, Lan Lichang was vaguely surprised and scolding.

Just behind the gate of the Mask Cat Club, at the end of the short corridor, there is a huge flower pot. In the flower pot, there are colorful and full of ambiguous atmosphere. It is made of various veils and silk, and it is quite interesting for women.

In the flower pot was a small square stool without a backrest. A handsome young man with slightly curly hair was sitting quietly on the small square stool facing the door. He placed one hand on his thigh and the other hand on his knees. His fist gently supported his chin, his eyes blurred and deep, and he posed in a statue of a "contemplator".

The problem is not that the young man is sitting in the flower pot.

The problem is that the young man sitting in the flower pot is as clean as a newborn baby, without even a trace of human weaving.

The only decoration on his body was a laurel woven with the branches of silver osmanthus trees above his head.

Qiao never dreamed that when he first saw such a clean young man when he stepped into the Mask Cat Club - he felt that his eyes were blind!

"Liya is right, good kids can't get close to the Mask Cat Club!" Qiao suddenly turned around and asked Lan Mujin: "I seem to remember that there is a 'impeding social atmosphere' in the "Imperial Security Law"? I remember correctly, right? My legal class scores a full score of 100, and my original score is still 23!"

Lan Mujin's face twitched. He glanced at Qiao deeply and said in a deep voice: "It is indeed, 'hindering social atmosphere' is not a single legal provision, but a large number of people's corresponding legal provisions, listing 108 kinds of indecent behaviors that harm social atmosphere."

"Arest him!" Qiao pointed fiercely at the young man in the flower pot.

Following Qiao to the Mask Cat Club, Billy, who thought he could be "eye-opener", rushed up with a few round policemen. They dragged the young man out of the flower pot, pulled him out roughly.

"Bastard...mom, my eyes!" Several chubby policemen muttered in anger. They felt the same as Joe, and they felt that their eyes were greatly insulted.

The handsome and tall young man posed as a martyr on the cross, allowing Billy and the others to drag him toward the door. When he passed by Joe, the young man asked suddenly: "Are you lonely? Are you empty? Do you want to know the meaning of survival? Do you know the reality of this world?"

Qiao thrust his face, waved his hand vigorously, and whispered to Lan Mujin: "Is this guy a lunatic?"

Lan Mujin's face twitched, and the poisonous needles disappeared quietly in his fingers.

On the battlefield of the Lulai Plain, he encountered many Lucia enemies who were fearless and like a mad person. He had experienced countless bloody battles of life and death, and countless times of life and death.

But for the first time he encountered such a strange thing... This kind of thing subverted his already formed worldview and outlook on life. He could not answer Joe's questions.

The young man roared loudly and answered Joe's question: "I am not a lunatic, a stupid human, an ignorant creature, I am a wise philosopher... Philosopher... Ah, are you policemen? tyranny, tyranny!"

"I am free, I am free, my soul is free, my body is free...What are you doing? What are you doing? Let me go, let me go, you idiots, you ruined my meditation..."

"You are committing crimes, committing crimes... The result of my thinking is infinitely valuable to mankind and the world..."

Billy took out a handkerchief that had not been washed for at least a month and stuffed it into the young man's mouth.

The young man was dragged out of the door, and with a 'bang' sound, the door closed.

Qiao shook his head, sighed with his hands behind his back, looked around, and then walked forward carefully step by step.

In the short corridor, the walls on both sides are covered with oak guardrails, and nearly a thousand photos of large and small sizes are fixed with fine needles on them.

Qiao whistled softly, camera, photos, these are fresh things. In Tulun Port, few people have had the experience of taking photos. But in the Mask Cat Club, it is obvious that such new things are no longer uncommon.

The light in the corridor was dim, and Qiao's vision became excellent in the dimness.

In those photos, handsome men and beautiful women gathered together and put on various strange poses... Some photos, things that are purely inappropriate for children, stayed in the corridors entering and leaving, and were easily visible to those passing by.

"It's so interesting." Joe murmured to himself.

Lan Likang emerged from the darkness, shook her eyebrows, and carefully followed Qiao to continue moving forward.

Both brothers had ordinary expressions. They seemed to be abrupt. From the primitive and wild wasteland, they inexplicably entered the extremely prosperous wild wolf in the bustling human city. They were a little at a loss and a little over-tight. They followed Qiao, and the muscles near their spine were slightly tense, ready to fight and slap at any time.

"Relax, relax." Qiao felt the faint scarlet evil spirit flowing from his brothers. He hurriedly comforted his brothers: "It's just a place similar to a pink mermaid, but a person who spends money to have fun... I'll do it!"

The short corridor reached the end in a few steps, and then Qiao subconsciously cursed and sweared.

At the end of the corridor is an oval square that is almost the size of an acre of land.

The oval square is slightly shorter than the corridor. You have to pass a downward staircase before you can officially step into this small square.

On both sides of Qiao, around the Oval Square are semi-open private rooms with extremely luxurious decoration. At the door of each private room, there are fine pearl curtains made of pearls, and various figures inside are clearly visible.

And in the middle of this square, on a round platform flush with the corridor, dozens of people were wearing... Oh, no... they were dozens of tall and hot girls wearing a few thin golden and silver cloth strips, holding their hands forehand and shaking their thighs frantically.

They were wearing shiny high-heeled boots and covered in shiny sweat. Their slender and powerful legs were swinging hard, and their thin high heels trampled on the round table, making a crisp sound of "papapapapapa".

Their makeup...Their makeup is extremely charming, with heavy gold and silver eyeshadows, lips as red as if they had just drunk human blood, and their eyebrows dyed green, red, blue, white, and fine lines on their cheeks that look like spell runes.

Such makeup makes these girls look like the legendary hell witch, full of strange and powerful temptation.

They were wearing gorgeous feather crowns on their heads.

Made of precious bird tail feathers such as the Bird of Paradise, Bird of Paradise, it is seven or eight feet tall, taller than these girls themselves. The fluffy and loose crowns danced above their heads, flashing with gorgeous light, which made them more and more charming and evil, and their young and beautiful bodies look like whirlpools, deeply attracting countless gazes.

Under this round platform, hundreds of men and women, their clothes were "simple" and full of "primitive" "wildness". They held hands forehand and formed more than a dozen concentric circles, running and howling around the round platform like crazy.

Qiao, Lan Mujin, Lan Kikyo, and Yaya Peter who followed him, all of them looked at the "wild" "impulse" that was coming to their faces with dull eyes, and they were all tense and couldn't speak for a long time.

Suddenly, a loud roar came from Qiao's head, which scared Qiao's roar and almost rushed up and punched with all his strength.

Just above the side of the corridor, outside the guardrail on the second floor, a huge bird cage hung under a steel beam that was more than ten feet long.

A young man with bare shirtless, wearing aristocratic leggings, barefoot, handsome face, sad and melancholy face stood in the bird cage, holding a thick stack of manuscript paper in his hand.

The young man looked furious, and after shouting loudly, he jumped wildly in the bird cage, shouting loudly.

‘Ah, my Margaret…’

"You are my heart, you are my liver..."

‘You are the incarnation of Muteste in the world, and I am addicted to every gentle breath of yours…’

‘Ah, my Margaret, I'm willing to die for you…I can die for you…I can die for you…I can die for you now…’

"Is this another crazy man?" Qiao Dai turned around and asked Lan Mujin and Lan Liquorong brothers.

The brothers shrank their heads and brains so hard that they dared not say anything, just like quails frightened by thunder, their muscles tensed.

This kind of damn occasion is really not suitable for them... They would rather carry a sword and a sword and embroider each other on the battlefield and embroider each other on the battlefield. They would never want to stand here and feel this turbid atmosphere of smokyness.

The air here is filled with a strong fragrance.

This smell is not as good as the smoke on the battlefield for brothers!

A waiter wearing a veil, exposed, handsome and strong body, with olive oil applied to the skin under the veil, causing the whole body to shine with a huge tray filled with various brews, and his steps were swaying past Joe.

He happened to hear Qiao's question. The handsome and strong waiter stopped and smiled at Qiao's very greasy smile.

"This burly and strong Lord, he is not a lunatic, he is a respected playwright..."

"It's the first time I saw you... it's definitely the first time I've seen you. Otherwise, I will not forget your appearance as a tall and mighty gentleman like you."

"Welcome to the Mask Cat Club, everything is free here...you can, have fun!"

The waiter threw a charming look at Qiao, then twisted his waist slightly, and left with a swaying look.
Chapter completed!