African Nationhood

Chapter 231 Secret visit to Jinshan Town ()
  Qiao Sen. Stanton spent an afternoon playing at TT Casino and made a small profit of more than 500 yuan.

When exchanging the chips, he insisted on changing them into pounds. He didn't have much confidence in those colorful tokens, and the pound was still stronger.

Looking at the dark night outside, he lifted his legs and walked towards the second floor.

The second floor seems more secluded than the first floor. After all, there are no gaming tables and no restless or excited gamblers.

There was a Chinese man on duty on the second floor. When he saw Qolson Stanton coming upstairs, he took the initiative to come over.

"Sir, how can I help you?"

Johnson Stanton smiled at the young Chinese, "I'm tired of playing down there. I want to find some exciting experiences. Can you help me arrange it?"

The Chinese man nodded, "Please follow me."

The old white man followed the Chinese young man towards the corridor on the second floor, and soon came to the door of a room.

"Come in, sir."

Johnson Stanton nodded and entered the room, and found that in front of him was a glass room. In the glass room, women were standing or sitting.

These women don't wear much, and they are all tall, short, fat, and thin. You can even choose your skin color, including white, yellow, and even brown and black.

But these brown-black women are obviously not African natives, and have obvious South Asian features in their appearance. They should be low-caste women imported from India.

"Sir, all the women here can be taken away. You can choose as you like. If you have no objection, we can also help you arrange a place to stay."

Jonson Stanton smacked his lips as he said, "Is that all? I heard people say there are more exciting projects here."

The Chinese young man asked with some uncertainty, "Sir, please explain in more detail. I don't quite understand."

Johnson Stanton tried his hand: "There are no black people. I'm from the United States and I love black girls very much, hehe."

The Chinese young man shrugged and waved his hands, "Sorry, we don't have such a woman here."

Qiaosen Stanton refused to give up, "Is it really not possible? I can pay more. As long as I am satisfied, the price can be negotiated."

The Chinese young man shook his head firmly and said, "We really don't have any here. You can go to the Rich Casino and they may be able to meet your requirements."

Hearing what the Chinese young man said, Johnson Stanton nodded, "Then I'll think about it again."

After saying that, Johnson Stanton left the room, went downstairs and left TT Casino.

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Walking to the entrance of the casino, Johnson Stanton waved to the white doorman at the door, "Where is the rich man's casino?"

The white doorman pointed across the street and said, "It's right there. You can find it when you cross the street."

Johnson Stanton nodded, then took out a one-shilling note from his pocket and waved it in front of the white doorman.

The doorman immediately smiled and said, "Sir, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

"I found that there are some differences between the two casinos. What are the specific differences? Can you tell me?"

The white doorman nodded, "Of course, first of all, the owners of these two casinos are different. This is a Chinese owner, who strictly abides by the Nanhua Company's ban.

The rich casino over there is opened by a white owner, and has more services and is more exciting. "

Hearing this, Johnson Stanton was a little surprised.

Before he came here, his old friend Tie Lan told him that the situation here was very complicated. The Chinese occupied brothels, casinos and loan sharks, and created an underground order. How could the actual situation be different?

"Can you tell me the names of the two owners?"

The white doorman nodded again, "The owner of TT Casino is Li Jinhu, and the owner of Rich Casino is Bailey Sheehan."

Johnson Stanton handed the bill to the white doorman, "This is yours."

The white doorman nodded and bowed, "Thank you, generous sir."

Johnson Stanton waved his hand and walked towards the other side of the road. The Rich Man Casino also had red painted signs, but it was a pity that it could not be seen clearly at night.

As soon as he arrived at the Rich Man Casino, he saw two female doormen in low-cut dresses coming up to him. "Sir, welcome to the Rich Man Casino. How can I help you?" John Stanton stretched out his arms to welcome the guests. The two female doormen stared at the big breasts on the right and said, "I'm tired of gambling and want to relax. I heard that the projects here are more exciting?"

The busty female doorman covered her mouth and chuckled: "Sir, your information is very accurate. Please go to the second floor. There will be a dedicated person to receive you there."

Johnson Stanton nodded, released his hand and patted the buttocks of the two female doormen, and then walked towards the rich man's casino.

When the old white man's figure disappeared, the two female doormen spat on the ground.

……

The Rich Casino is indeed different. There are more gamblers here, and the atmosphere here is more lively. Both men and women basically concentrate all their energy on gambling activities. Their expressions are different, but they cannot escape the barriers of joy, anger, sorrow and joy. .

Johnson Stanton observed as he walked, and found that there were no chips here, and they were replaced by real objects.

The casino recommends settling with military tickets, so the gaming tables here are filled with colorful tokens.

……

Arriving on the second floor, it was indeed different from the previous TT Casino. Going up the stairs was a hall filled with women.

Tall, short, fat and thin, white, yellow, brown and black are also available. The brown and black here are still South Asian women.

The purpose of Johnson Stanton is to find out whether there are any prohibited incidents like black indigenous people here.

So he stood on the second floor and looked around, and soon a fat white bald man came over.

"Hello sir, what do you need?"

"I want to seek some excitement and entertainment. I am from the United States and I like black slaves with thick lips and small faces. Can you satisfy me here?"

Hearing Johnson Stanton's straightforward request, the bald white man was stunned for a moment.

He chuckled and said, "We can't satisfy you with such a request. I can introduce you to our special projects.

For example, if you have multiple slave girls, wouldn't it be more comfortable to have two or three identical slave girls stand in front of you and play with them as you like? "

Johnson Stanton shook his head, "I only like to play with black slaves."

The bald white man hesitated for a moment, "It's not that such a request cannot be met, it's just that you have to pay a little more."

Qiaosen Stanton was secretly happy that the harvest this time was good, but his face was calm, "At what price?"

"Of course there is an extra monetary cost, and there are also confidentiality requirements."

Johnson Stanton smiled heartily: "No problem, there, I can't wait."

The bald white man stretched out his hand and said, "Please come with me!"

Johnson Stanton nodded and followed, and the bald white man led him downstairs. Not long after, they arrived at the basement, which was dark and damp.

Walking in the empty basement, Johnson Stanton couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's so humid here. Are black slaves locked in dungeons? I don't like to have fun in a dark and humid environment."

The bald white man in front laughed and said, "When you get here, it won't be a question of whether you want it or not."

After saying that, people appeared from both sides of the narrow and dark tunnel. Some of them were holding torches, while others were holding black revolvers.

Johnson Stanton was startled and said sternly: "What do you want to do, why are you doing this to me?

I'm just here to have fun, what do you want to do? "

The bald white man took the torch from his subordinate, walked up to Johnson Stanton and said sternly: "Tell me, who sent you here?"

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