In the morning, Scott Carter got up from under the counter, stretched out, grabbed a bottle of wine, took a big sip, raised his head and drank for a while.

The alcohol melted and his mouth smelled bad. He swallowed it and felt refreshed.

When I opened the door to have breakfast and buy hot dogs, I "picked up" someone else's newspaper and came back to pass the time.

To be honest, he is much better at reading newspapers than Elena and others.

This is a tabloid that men like very much - "The Atlanta Star".

It often publishes some interesting reports, such as the motorcycle exhaust pipe of an Indian immigrant's family was broken.

The recent covert reports on the Methodist Association and the ATL Free Association are quite fascinating.

In the eyes of people in the Clayton community, those people who are bright on the surface are filthy on the inside.

Scott heard someone say last year that the children of loyal Methodists were hurt and had no way to cry.

Turning to the second page of the newspaper, Scott looked for the story about the Methodist Church and the Free Church, and saw a line of eye-catching news headlines.

"The Methodist Church accused the House of Beasts of discriminating against men, and the House of Beasts responded: It is open to male customers from ten o'clock every night!"

Scott looks at the specific content.

The Star News sent a reporter to the Beast House for an interview. The relevant person in charge of the Beast House said that the club supports freedom and equality and there is absolutely no discrimination. The Beast House is open to all customers. Because the number of people it can accommodate is limited, it is recommended that male customers enter after ten o'clock.

Field.

Scott is a man. Even if his head is a little confused due to alcohol, he still understands the hidden meaning of this report.

Who are the customers of the Beast House Gigolo Club? What can men gain by entering after ten o'clock?

Scott threw away the newspaper, opened the counter drawer, and rummaged for the money.

Only found $7.

Scott slapped his forehead, remembered something, closed the store door and entered the community, arriving near his home.

Bastard Martin made money recently!

He climbed over the waist-high barbed wire fence, and just as he was about to go in and search, he found a pair of broken pliers on the window sill outside, and bundles of barbed wire underneath.

Scott glanced over and saw that the barbed wire fence between his house and James' house had been cut off.

"Fuck! Davis and his son are all bullshit!" He was furious, picked up the pliers, and cut off more barbed wire, bundled it with the previous one, and dragged it to sell scraps to make up for it.

Money to pick up girls at night.

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In the House of Beasts, everyone arrived at the club three hours early.

Martin shouted: "Brother, take out the damn poster."

Bruce came over with a bundle of posters and placed them on the stage.

Hart came over and opened it. The poster showed photos of the club when it was open. The faces of all the customers were blurred, and only women could be seen.

Eye-catching fonts form the simplest language - at ten o'clock every night, the House of Beasts welcomes macho men!

Hart understood and was filled with gratitude: "Dad Martin, you must let me call you Dad Martin. You saved my brother! My brother who is suffering..."

Martin pushed him away: "I just want my daughter."

Hart had already become shameless and shouted to everyone: "You all bear witness, starting tonight, I will save money for sex reassignment surgery, and next year you will call me Miss Hart!"

Bruce urged: "Stop talking nonsense, you stupid pig, go to work quickly."

Martin shouted to Ivan and others: "Go and put the posters on the poster board outside. If anyone is slow, I will marry Miss Hart to him and let you love each other for ten thousand years!"

Everyone is vying for the first place, and no one wants to marry Miss Hart.

When the time comes to explode or to be exploded, that is a difficult question.

On the second floor, Vincent came out of the office and stood by the fence.

Martin turned back: "Boss, you can't let people come in."

"I know." Vincent put his hands on the fence: "They can hook up casually, but they must not mess around in my club."

It’s not difficult, it’s just that after ten o’clock, the House of Beasts becomes the most common nightclub.

Martin has said everything that needs to be said, but he doesn’t understand business management.

And he is just a temporary worker who earns hourly wages.

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Outside the club, posters were posted in the poster board, immediately attracting the attention of many passers-by.

Anyone who pays attention to social news in Atlanta knows what kind of place the Beast House is.

Men, there are some things that you simply don’t need to be taught.

Simple math problems are written here, but many men may not be able to understand them.

No matter how complicated the hint is, a man can understand it after reading it.

Two friends stared at the poster, and one asked: "Come and take a look at it tonight?"

Another said: "Man, you know I've always supported freedom and equality!"

This afternoon, people nearby who had read the "Atlanta Star" came over and looked around. They saw the poster posted by the House of Beasts and re-planned their evening itinerary.

When it gets dark, there is a long queue of female customers in front of the Beast House.

In the past two days, the club has issued relevant announcements, and those who don't like it can leave after ten o'clock.

There are more female customers coming over.

It's better to go out and meet the right person in one place than to go to other places.

At 8:30 in the evening, twenty young and strong black guys from the black bar across the street were taken into a large private room on the second floor.

Boyette was waiting here and said: "You are carefully selected by me in Nancheng. You are all the best guys. I will give you the opportunity to make money, and you must also help me make money!"

He looked at Diego: "Have you made everything clear?"

Diego said: "I said it twice carefully."

Boyet glanced at all the dark faces and suddenly took out a gun from his crotch: "You remember, no matter how enthusiastic the people who come to you are or how much money they are willing to give you, you are not allowed to leave immediately.

You want to bring people into the bar and make them spend money! Once you spend enough money, I don’t care what you do next.”

There is no good way out for these gangsters. The big bosses who have worked hard to get into the prosperous urban areas are willing to give them a chance, so they come.

Ten minutes later, twenty old black men stood outside the black bar with their strong muscles exposed, waiting for the customers mentioned by the boss to come over.

Although female customers entered the bar one after another, none of them came from the House of Beasts opposite.

After some time, hundreds of men lined up in front of the Beast House.

"Go to the other side! The House of Beasts lets men in at ten o'clock." A customer came out of the black bar and said to his companion: "There are all hungry sluts there, and they will follow you wherever they want."

The two of them hurriedly crossed the road and queued up on the opposite side.

The news quickly spread in the black bar, and more men came out and rushed to the other side.
Chapter completed!