At the end of the last constitutional era, the Federation and the Empire suddenly met, and then began a war that lasted for decades. The West Woods region at the front line had a large number of troops all year round, especially during wartime. Soldiers and war supplies from all the galaxies of the Federation gathered here. Warships silently cruised outside the atmosphere, transport ships like a flock of birds passed through the sky above the city. The people walking on the bustling streets had long been used to calm expressions, but the figures in dark military uniforms that often appeared showed that this place had long become a magnificent military camp.
The Sunset State, the main planet of the West Woods, was famous for its silver beaches and blue seas. It was the top tourist destination in the Federation, and at that time, the service industry here was extremely developed. Decades of martial law had caused the tourism industry in the Sunset State to shrink, but the countless batches of Federation soldiers resting here made the service industry more developed and more direct.
Where there were people, there were rivers and lakes; where there were men, there were brothels. The soldiers of the Federation who retreated from the front line back to the main planet to rest were tens of thousands of bachelors. Their bodies were full of hunger and thirst, and they were greatly stimulated by the life and death battles on the battlefield, so naturally, they needed to find a place to vent.
The Federation government and military had always maintained a silent and non-interfering attitude towards the places and sanatoriums all over the Sunset State. They couldn't let the brave soldiers shed blood and tears on the front line and not find a way to have fun when they returned to the rear. That would be too loveless.
Once there was no love, what followed was hatred, and that was why the rate of sex crimes in the West Woods sharply increased.
As the saying goes, turn a blind eye to it so that everyone would feel better.
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23 Blue Sea Street, the capital of the Sunset State, was a nightclub called Golden Splendor. This independent building that looked like a blue luminous box was rumored to have collected beautiful girls from all over the Federation. Whether it was the decoration or the service, it was extremely luxurious and charming.
A place like this was not a place that ordinary soldiers could explore with their allowance, but it didn't prevent the army from describing this place as a man's holy land.
But tonight, this nightclub attracted a lot of trouble. At the entrance, officers left with gloomy expressions from time to time. In the last crowd, a major stared coldly at the manager. Listening to the manager's gentle explanation, he was in an extremely bad mood.
They were the rotational warfare officers from the 2nd Military Region. Tonight, they had to entertain a few of their comrades who had just retired from the frontlines. These comrades belonged to a well-known unit in the 3rd Military Region. They were obviously not qualified enough for a normal occasion, but what made them feel extremely embarrassed was that when they arrived at the entrance, they were actually refused entry by the nightclub!
Although they were angry, the officers did not overreact. Since the Golden Resplendence dared to open a business in the capital of the Sunset Province, where the military ran rampant, and had been operating in such a high profile for decades, it naturally had a very deep background behind it. He could only throw down a few words in annoyance and resentfully turn to leave.
The nightclub manager looked at the back of the officer as he left. He straightened his body that had been bowing and apologizing. He couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and sigh softly. Of course, his boss wasn't afraid of a mere major, but as a subordinate, he didn't dare to provoke these soldiers who couldn't find a way to vent their anger.
Turning around and looking at the nightclub that he had managed for several years, a bitter smile appeared on the manager's face. He wondered what the origin of the army inside was. The Golden Resplendence, which was enough to accommodate five hundred guests at the same time, was actually booked by a few dozen people without any hesitation.
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In terms of background, Group 7 was without a doubt the most untouchable team. This team was filled with the descendants of the chairman, the sons of the governor, and the sons of tycoons. To go against the forces behind these princes at the same time, other than the strong and stubborn President Pabre, probably only someone with a temperament like Xu Le could do it.
This group of old soldiers who didn't care about the amount of money naturally didn't understand the meaning of sharing and saving. To spend an allowance of 170,000 yuan per person in one night, other than the Golden Resplendence, there was really no other place to go.
"It's nothing. Normal people wouldn't dare to provoke this nightclub." Bai Yulan walked back from the entrance and said to the slightly worried Xu Le, "The owner of this nightclub has some connections. I heard that he can freely enter and leave Latitude 2 District 36."
Xu Le felt that this name was familiar and asked, "Where is this place?"
"The old house of the Zhong family in the West Woods," Bai Yulan replied.
Xu Le nodded. Someone who could freely enter and leave the old house of the Zhong family probably didn't dare to provoke in the West Woods. But why did the address of the old house of the Zhong family sound so familiar to him? While he was seriously recalling, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of music coming from downstairs.
The outer walls of the Golden Resplendence nightclub were covered with faint blue lights, but the lights inside the building were mainly lavender, reflecting on the black and gray decorative walls and floor, making it look quite stylish. On the wine island carved from fragrant wood, there were all kinds of mixed drinks, and the lavender lights rippled in the wine, creating a charming hue.
To the west was an exaggerated glass wall, and the wall was filled with natural seawater. Countless small golden fish were following two long golden arowanas as they swam up and down.
Inside the transparent hall on the second floor, waitresses in extremely short uniforms were carrying black wooden trays, smiling as they wandered around. Their slender white high heels supported their slender white legs, and the exquisite design of their uniforms outlined the curves of the young girls.
When the soothing music became slightly more passionate, the waitresses' long legs seemed to become lighter, and with their soft waists and bright red full lips on their delicate faces, it was enough to arouse the desire in the depths of any man's heart.
The members of Group 7 talked and laughed loudly as they drank the good wine in their glasses. Not long after, all the mixed drinks were taken away and replaced with Wen Jun No. 3.
Wen Jun Brandi, one of the most famous spirits in the Federation, was produced in the Ganzhou Hills District of Region S3. Among them, No.3 was a treasure that had been in the cellar for more than 30 years. Not only was it expensive, but it was also rare. These rich kids ordered eighty bottles of No.3 as soon as they opened their mouths. Even the Golden Resplendence was caught off guard, and it took them a full twenty minutes to get it.
Alcohol, music, cigarettes, and beautiful women. A psychedelic atmosphere shrouded the air inside the building, washing away the light purple lights and making them even dimmer.
Some of the members of Group 7 were playing billiards, some were throwing darts, and some were already drunk. They were doing something they would never do in the capital ring, and that was, holding a microphone and singing the military's Bloody Battle Song with a hoarse voice as if their lives depended on it.
A few of the members who drank an entire bottle of spirits in five minutes were already drunk, and their eyes were in a mess. For some reason, sorrow rose from their hearts, and they hugged the people beside them and cried bitterly. Then, they got up and drank again, and laughed exaggeratedly.
The so-called battlefield PTSD, or the thought of sacrificed comrades, always made people more emotional like little animals. The manager and service staff of the nightclub had long been used to this kind of scene, but they were a little moved by the extravagance of these soldiers, and secretly hoped that these people would not cause trouble after drinking.
Since they had booked the whole place, all the girls in the nightclub came out. A few hundred girls accompanied the eighty to ninety men, and each member had two or three girls next to them. Although the forest of flesh beside the wine pool was covered by trimmed willow leaves, it could not hide the waves of perfume and fragrance that filled the entire place. The scene was spectacular …
The girls' eyes were like flowers. Although they were young, they had already seen countless people, and they had long seen the difference in this group of soldiers. Although they looked like ordinary soldiers, the stack of cash that appeared in their soft breasts from time to time made them wonder if they had the right to say that they were knowledgeable. Were there really so many rich young masters and soldiers in this world?
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Xu Le and a few officers sat in the largest private room on the second floor. In front of them, there were members who rushed upstairs to propose a toast. Even he was forced to drink a few glasses, and he was a little tipsy. In the end, he could not resist the eager and passionate gazes of the people around him, and he agreed to let the girls in.
The most important thing in the federal army was honor, a sense of belonging, and a strict hierarchy. Everything had to be followed by rules. Even the absurd collective whoring of prostitutes had to be followed by rules. Therefore, the most famous girls of the Majestic Nightclub had always been reserved for this big box. None of the members downstairs dared to talk to them.
The red card girls who had been standing outside the door for a long time were very curious about the guests who had booked the whole place today, and even more so, they wanted to know who was sitting in the main private room. At this time, when the order was given, the girls entered in a line with guessing intentions. They lined up in two rows in front of the main room. Some bowed their heads shyly, some were calm and gentle, and some had vicissitudes of life in their eyes. There were many different styles.
At this time, Xu Le put down his wine glass and subconsciously looked up. Suddenly, he saw a girl wearing a black dress looking at him with her mouth slightly open. A trace of surprise flashed through his heart. He felt that this girl was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
At this time, the members in the private room, who had long been unable to hold themselves back, began to take attendance. Xi Peng, who had the highest status among the young masters, had long been accustomed to his existence as Xu Le's personal guard. He held a thick stick of tobacco and very familiarly arranged people. Of course, he first arranged the best girl to be next to Xu Le.
No one would have thought that at this time, the girl wearing the black dress, gently clenched her fists and nervously walked over to Xu Le.
This was definitely against the rules. Xi Peng's eyebrows wrinkled. The female manager who led the team into the room had a slightly panicked expression. She didn't know if she would offend these people of unknown origin, but obviously not to be trifled with.
At this time, Xu Le suddenly scratched his head and happily grinned. He didn't dare to be sure and asked: "Lulu?"
The girl wearing the black dress was slightly startled. It seemed that she didn't expect this little boy to remember her name. A trace of pleasant surprise appeared on her face, and she sweetly smiled and sat down.
The room was silent. Whether it was the members or the girls, they all looked at the young man and woman in astonishment.
The girls were shocked that Lulu actually knew this big shot who was obviously a senior officer. The members of Group 7 were more shocked and envious. They secretly thought to themselves, no wonder the frontline troops always said that their manager was a dog that bites but doesn't bark …
What a well-behaved young man. Who would have thought that he was actually such a playboy? As the prospective son-in-law of the Minister of Defense, he had an ambiguous relationship with the national idol who was doted on by tens of thousands of people. He even had who knows how many times with that Green Dragon Mountain's Ye. Now that he was countless light years away from the capital ring, he could actually casually walk into a nightclub and see his old flame?
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I'm going home. I need to quickly pass the road test in the next two days and then go back to Daqing to fix up the house.
The feeling during the annual meeting was actually very good. It was rare for everyone to get together, drink some wine, and talk. To be honest, what we talked about was mostly about writing books. We were more dedicated to our work than we thought.
As for the card game that White Bird mentioned, sigh, that was organized by that guy. Seventy-two, the Enchantress, and I were all dragged to the table by him. Seventy-two, the Enchantress, and I didn't know how to play at all. I swear on my father's integrity that this fatty did this last year.
We only played for an hour in total. Seventy-two and I didn't lose a single cent and didn't win a single cent. The winner won very little and even had to treat us to hot pot. Snowball had more than ten people and played two tables. The Enchantress paid the bill and won the Enchantress … They only won 40 RMB. Isn't this a huge loss?
PS: Speaking of the book, I really wrote that chapter when I was drunk. Today, I seriously looked back and found that other than a few typos, the quality was really good. It was very unexpected. During the dinner at night, I was still chatting with my friends. After drinking, I could only write poems, but it was difficult to write stories. Except for a god like Blood Red … But it seems that is not the case. Although drinking makes one sleepy, as long as one's obsession is strong enough and one keeps the promise, one can always write something good.
Yesterday, when they saw the words "Resplendent" on the road to Kunming, all the comrades from Shanghai collectively exclaimed. Of course, you have to believe that I'm from CJ. All of us are from CJ. This is the truth. This society is not as CJ as we want it to be. If you seriously think about it, this group of otakus who write web novels are the most CJ people.
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