Chapter 561 Red Theater

"No, sir."

"I have never been to a similar place. My father is a strict person. He forbids me to haunt these romantic places."

O'Neal said in a panic, and felt his face was hot, as if illusory hot smoke was rising from the top of his head.

"Then tonight, let me take you to see it." Xifa patted the adjutant on the shoulder with a very experienced look, "Next we will go to sea and play pirates. No matter how you look at it, you are not Like a pirate, let me help you transform it."

O'Neill broke out in a sweat: "Sir, I don't think it's necessary?"

Xifa said seriously: "The change starts with what you call me. Remember, you should call me Mr. when you are off the boat, and you should call me Captain when you are on board."

"And no matter where you are, unless you return to Backlund, you can't call me sir."

O'Neill hurriedly said, "Yes, sir. No, sir!"

"Very well, let's go find a carriage."

Bayam's brothels, casinos, and bars all opened very late, so Xifa didn't worry about being late at all. He didn't change his attire. He wore a black wool coat, vest and trousers of the same color, and a half-high silk top hat. Like a gentleman from Loen, he rode a taxi to the Red Theater.

He has been around the Red Theater several times, but never set foot in it. Xifa couldn't hide his curiosity, wanting to know the difference between Bayam's brothel and Backlund.

At the entrance of the Red Theater, Xifa got out of the car. O'Neill had already paid the fare cleverly, and gave a tip of 1 soule, asking the driver to use the spice-scented Loen language to thank him repeatedly.

Xifa raised his hat, looked forward, and saw a few strong men standing at the gate of this well-known brothel. At a glance, he knew that they were the thugs of the brothel. These thugs had obvious tattoos on their bodies, their faces were full of flesh, and they wore Clothes with local characteristics are very different from the subtle style of golden roses.

After all, the thugs there are all wearing black coats and top hats. Only when they do it, you will know that these guys who look like customers are actually thugs of the brothel.

Walking towards the gate, four or five thugs looked at Xifa one after another. When they saw Xifa, they smiled like they saw a fat sheep. But when they saw Levtor behind Xifa, they all restrained their smiles and lowered their heads slightly, not daring to look at the three of Xifa casually.

It's very clever, Xifa thought, and then walked in after the door that Levtor pushed open. Suddenly, a wave of heat rushed to his face, followed by brisk dance music played by various marine instruments.

Xifa looked around and saw that in the hall, which was much simpler than the Golden Rose, the ladies in very little clothes were dancing with the guests. Their dancing postures were very wild and had many suggestive movements, often not long. The lady will be pulled away by the guests.

Or go to the upstairs room, or start the original movement directly in the corner of the hall.

Seeing such a bold and direct scene made Xifa feel a little embarrassed. As for O'Neill, he even had the urge to turn around and leave.

"welcome."

A lady with a charming appearance, darker skin, about thirty years old, and heavy makeup came up: "Is this your first time visiting, distinguished guest from Loen? Do you need me to introduce you?"

"Our girls here are passionate and bold, and you won't be disappointed."

Xifa laughed dryly, pretending to be very experienced, and casually took out gold pounds from his pocket, counted out about 10 pounds, and frivolously stuffed them into the woman's neckline.

"We are looking forward to it. First of all, find us ten or eight girls."

"Come right away."

Seeing Xifa's generosity, the bustard blushed. She didn't mind letting Xifa take advantage of her at all. She turned around and shouted, "Girls, come here and serve these gentlemen."

All of a sudden, a dozen or so girls with their own characteristics and cool clothes rushed over, and surrounded the three of Xifa to a couch. As soon as they sat down, the three of Xifa carried three or four girls in their arms.

These local girls were enthusiastic and bold. Except for Levtor who didn't feel anything, Xifa felt a little overwhelmed. O'Neill, who came for the first time, blushed and dared not say a word or move.

Xifa, who was eager to start action, took out a stack of change, and raised his voice: "Listen up, girls. Today is my friend's birthday. I hope he can have a wonderful night."

He pointed to O'Neill and shouted: "As long as you make him unable to get up before the sun rises tomorrow, then the money will be yours."

Xifa vigorously threw the gold pounds into the air, and then they floated down one by one. The girl on his body suddenly cheered, jumped up, and went to grab the gold pounds with the others.

Seefa took the opportunity to escape with Lev Tor, and O'Neill wanted to catch up with them when he saw that they were about to leave, but the girl who had snatched the gold pound had already pounced on her, and hurriedly pushed the adjutant down on the sofa.

Immediately, the poor and happy O'Neill was submerged in the crowd of women.

"You don't need to thank me, Mr. O'Neill." Seefer looked back, quickly found the old bustard just now, and said in a low voice, "I'm looking for 'Miss Xinqi'."

The old bustard was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "So you are Mr. Polly's friend, please come with me, sir."

There is no such person as Miss Xin Qi in the Red Theater, so this is just a 'signature', which Xifa and the doctor agreed in advance.

The doctor has already made preparations for Xifa. All it takes is a simple password, and the madam of the Red Theater will take Xifa to a special room.

The reason why this room is special is that it is connected to the room that Raditz will use, and, through a door, both rooms can be entered and exited.

Just as Xifa followed the old bustard away, another man came in outside the gate of the Red Theater. He had the appearance of an Intis race, and he had two pretty mustaches.

After he entered the hall, he first looked around and saw a young man enjoying the service of eight or nine girls in the distance. He couldn't help casting envious eyes, then he pressed his pocket and left rationally.

Not long after, he saw the old bustard come out and smiled and said, "Good evening, Ms. Polly, you are still so charming."

The madam laughed: "Good evening, Mr. Raditz, your mouth is so sweet, no wonder Meera always misses you."

"Actually, I can also make you miss it." Raditz said with a smile on his face.

The old bustard laughed and said, "I'm looking forward to it, but unfortunately, I'm not feeling well today. Women feel uncomfortable every month."

"Go, Meera is already waiting for you, after all, you have already made an appointment."

Raditz took the madam's hand gracefully, and kissed the back of her hand: "I hope I have the opportunity to get to know Ms. Polly better."

PS: Ahhh, I forgot to post a chapter on the 6th of last month. I worked hard for a month, but the full attendance was gone. I'm such a pig, why don't I check it out, or I'll be done with changing the leave slip. I didn't have much money in a month, and I lost a thousand oceans just because I forgot to update a chapter.