In the morning, Scott Carter got up from under the counter, stretched himself, grabbed a bottle of wine, took a big gulp, and purred for a while.

The alcohol melted and filled his mouth with the smell of wine. He swallowed it, and his spirits lifted.

Open the door to have breakfast, and while buying hot dogs, "pick up" someone else's newspaper by the way, so as to pass the time.

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

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

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

The recent covert reports of the Methodist Society and the ATL Freedom Society have been quite attractively written.

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

Scott also heard last year about how children of the Methodist faithful had been hurt and had nowhere to cry.

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

"The Methodist Church accuses the House of the Beast of discriminating against men, and the House of the Beast responded that it will be open to male customers from 10 o'clock every night!"

Scott sees the specifics.

The Interstellar newspaper sent a reporter to interview the House of the Beast. The relevant person in charge of the House of the Beast said that the club supports freedom and equality, and there is absolutely no discrimination. The House of the Beast is open to all customers. Because the number of seats is limited, it is recommended that male customers enter after ten o’clock. field.

Scott is a man, even though his head was a little dazed by alcohol, he understood the hidden meaning of this report.

Who are the customers of the Beast House Gigolo Club? What can a man gain if he enters the venue after ten o'clock?

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

Only found $7.

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

Asshole Martin made some money lately!

He climbed over the waist-high wire fence, and just about to enter the door to search, he found a broken pair of pliers on the window sill outside, and there were bundles of barbed wire underneath.

Scott glanced over, and the barbed wire fence between his house and James' house was cut off.

"Fake! Davis and his son are full of shit!" Furious, he picked up the pliers, cut more barbed wire, tied it with the previous ones, and dragged it to sell scraps to make up enough Money to pick up girls at night.

…………

Beast House, everyone arrived at the club three hours in advance.

Martin yelled, "Bo, get the damn poster out."

Bruce arrives with a bundle of posters and sets them on stage.

Hart came over to take it apart, and on the poster was a photo of the club when it was open. The faces of all the customers were blurred, and only women could be seen.

Eye-catching fonts constitute the most simple language - every night at ten o'clock, the House of the Beast welcomes macho men!

Hart understood and was full of gratitude: "Papa Martin, please let me call you Papa Martin, you saved my brother! My suffering brother..."

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

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

Bruce urged: "Don't talk nonsense, you stupid pig, go to work."

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

Everyone scrambled to be the first, and no one wanted to marry Miss Hart.

When the time comes to explode or be exploded, it is a difficult problem.

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 with each other as they please, and they must not mess around in my club."

It's not difficult, but after ten o'clock, the House of the Beast becomes the most common and common night venue.

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

And he's just an hourly temp worker.

…………

Outside the club, posters were pasted on the bulletin board, immediately attracting the attention of many passers-by.

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

Men, there are some things that don't need to be taught at all.

Simple math questions written here may not be understood by many men.

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 see tonight?"

Another said: "Dude, you know I've always been for liberty and equality!"

This afternoon, people who had read the "Atlanta Star" in the neighborhood ran over and looked around. Seeing the poster posted by the House of the Beast, they re-planned their evening schedule.

When it got dark, there was a long line of female customers in front of the House of the Beast.

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

Instead, more female customers came over.

When you come out to play, it is better to meet a suitable person in one place than to go to other places.

At 8:30 in the evening, at the black bar opposite, twenty young and strong black guys were brought into the large private room on the second floor.

Poyet was waiting here and said, "I have carefully selected you in Nancheng, and all of you are the best guys. I will give you a chance to make money, and you should help me make money!"

He looked at Diego: "Is everything clear?"

Diego said, "I said it twice carefully."

Poyet glanced at all the dark faces, and suddenly took out a gun from his crotch: "Remember, no matter how enthusiastic the person who finds you is, no matter how much money they are willing to give you, they are not allowed to leave immediately, you guys To bring people into the bar, let people spend money! After spending enough money, I don’t care what happens later.”

There is no way out for these old blacks, and the bosses who have worked hard to enter the bustling urban area are willing to give them a chance, so they come.

Ten minutes later, twenty old blacks showed their strong muscles and stood outside the black bar, waiting for the customers that the boss said to come.

Although there were female customers entering the bar one after another, none of them came from the House of the Beast opposite.

After a while, hundreds of men lined up in front of the Beast House.

"Go to the opposite side! The House of the Beast lets men in at ten o'clock." A customer came out of the black bar and said to his companion: "It's full of horny sluts, if you hook up with me, I'll leave with you."

The two hurriedly crossed the road and lined up on the opposite side.

The news quickly spread in the black bar, and more men came out and rushed to the opposite side.

Anyone who often hangs out at nightclubs near Saijo Avenue knows that the people who come out of the House of the Beast at night are particularly good at hooking up and having fun.

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