My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 187 The Party Never Stops
Little Fatty Bobby was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Ethan to be interested in their little tricks.

In Bobby's view, Ethan is living the life he dreamed of, drinking good wine, hugged by a stripper, and has a lot of money in front of him for him to spend.

He looked at Dwight in bewilderment, this kind of thing is not something he can decide.

Dwight scratched the short, shattered blond hair on his head. His cousin's friends were very kind to him and his little brothers.

When I came up, I entertained a lap dance, and I didn't treat them as outsiders when I played.

He didn't think about it for a few seconds before reaching out to fist bump Ethan.

"I welcome you on behalf of the beta fraternity, parties, girls, alcohol, you name it."

"But you have to promise me one thing. The initiation ceremony of the Beta Brotherhood is very serious and has been going on for many years. You have to promise that you will never provide them with any help."

"Of course, we need to respect tradition." Ethan picked up the glass and drank it down.

Seeing that Dwight agreed, the little fat man Bobby and the other two also raised their glasses and cheered. The little fat man put his arm around Ethan's shoulder and shouted loudly:

"Dude, you know what? Let's go get some college girls together."

Ethan smiled and winked at Jaber, and then drank heavily with them.

Jabo rolled his eyes. He knew from the beginning that Ethan's goal was not pure. Now he was sure that this bastard was after the girls in the university.

With the efforts of a dozen people, the drinks on the table were quickly wiped out.

Bobby and the others still had things to do at night, so Dwight didn't let Jonny continue to serve drinks, and greeted Ethan and the other three to leave the club together.

Ethan waved goodbye to Jabo and Jonny. After staying in the strip club for a long time, it was like this. The girls there were battle-hardened, and it was not easy to bring them back. It was better to go to the school to try their luck.

The people from the Brotherhood of Nerds on the opposite side were still sipping wine in full swing, and when they saw Dwight and his party leave, they all raised their middle fingers.

Ethan and Dwight looked back at the past together. Because of his appearance and attire, he didn't feel any disobedience among the few people. He looked like a handsome student.

Walking out of the club, Ethan smoked a circle of cigarettes and lit them up.

"Dwight, how did you get here?"

"Taxi." Dwight bit his cigarette and walked towards the side of the road, but was stopped by Ethan.

There were no cars on the side of the road, and he didn't know how long it would take to find two taxis. He waved to the staff of the club.

Soon, a man in a black suit trotted over: "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Is there an extended limousine?" Ethan asked after taking a puff of cigarette.

"Monkey Richette."

Mike with short black hair and little chubby Bobby slapped each other's shoulders excitedly. It's really worth it to come out to play today.

The black suit took a look at their attire and hesitated.

The night in the city was a bit stuffy. Ethan took out a stack of Franklins from his pocket to fan the cool breeze. He asked puzzledly:

"Any questions?"

"No problem, arrange it now."

The black suit immediately straightened his waist, pressed the headset, and called out in a low voice.

After a while, a white extended Maserati slowly drove over from the parking lot behind and stopped in front of everyone.

The black suit ran forward and opened the door: "Gentlemen, the vehicle has been arranged for you."

Not to mention the little fat Bobby and the others, even Dwight had never experienced this kind of experience. They all froze on the spot, looking at the luxury car in front of them.

Although Ethan has never experienced this kind of experience, but he has food in hand, so he doesn't panic at all.

He patted Dwight on the back and pushed forward, "What are you doing in a daze, get in the car."

The few of them also reacted. Dwight gave an address to the driver standing aside, waved his hand, and got into the car with a few little brothers.

Ethan took out one from Franklin in his hand and handed it to the black suit.

Hei Xi took it with a smile on his face, and carefully stretched out his hand to cover the top of the car door. He waited until Ethan sat in before closing the car door firmly.

Different from ordinary cars, the interior of this extended concierge car is very luxurious.

The leather seats are placed in an L-shape, and opposite the long sofa is a small bar with various drinks.

There is also a small karaoke system next to it, and the lighting has also been modified. After the little fat man studied it for a while, the inside of the car suddenly lit up with strobe neon lights.

Even honest people couldn't enter the brotherhood. After the initial amazement, they excitedly studied the facilities inside.

The car moved slowly, Ethan opened the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of champagne.

He unwrapped the champagne bottle from its outer packaging and wire shield, pressed the cork with his thumb, and shook it vigorously.

"Shet."

Amidst their exclamation, Ethan held the bottle and swayed at them, laughing loudly.

"boom."

Under the action of the pressure, the cork bounced off, and white foam emerged from the mouth of the bottle. Dwight and the others cheered and picked up the glass, leaning over one after another.

The elongated Maserati was walking on the bustling streets of New York, Ethan squeezed the champagne glass and looked at the brightly lit tall buildings outside the window.

Compared with the few streets in Harlem just now, this place looks like paradise.

The vehicle drove for more than an hour, and the bustling urban night scene outside the window turned into a quiet suburban scene.

Entering the school area, the outside became lively again, and the road was full of young people holding books or carrying backpacks.

Passing by apartment buildings, loud music sounded from time to time.

Girls dressed in cool clothes held up red plastic cups, and they writhed their bodies on the balcony to the music.

"Yeah, Beibi."

Fatty Poppy lowered the window and howled loudly at the girls upstairs, drawing cheers.

After driving another distance, the car stopped slowly.

The fat little Bobby got out of the car first. He stood by the car door and looked around, wanting to tell everyone who came in and out of the apartment building that he came back in this extended Maserati.

After paying the bill and sending the driver away, Ethan walked over to them.

Dwight put his hands in his pockets, "Ethan, are you sure you want to do the mission with them? Why don't you go back to the Beta House with me, and when they finish the mission, they will also go back to the Beta House."

Before Ethan could speak, he was grabbed by the little fat Bobby and Michael with short black hair:

"He'll be fine with us."

Anyway, the fastest way for men to get acquainted is to hang out together. After drinking a big meal and hugging a stripper, we become good friends who talk about everything.

Ethan was supported by the two of them, one left and one right, and said with a smile:

"It's okay, we'll see you later."

"Come on, the night goes on, the party never stops."

Dwight grinned and beat his chest twice, waved his arm, and walked forward alone.

Mike supported Eric and said, "Let's go, let's wait for Eric to sober up."

They'd mostly been drinking beer at school, just had a straight whiskey meal at the club, and champagne in the car, and Eric's been rocking since he got out of the car.

(End of this chapter)