America's Top Player

Chapter 66: There Was No Righteous Person in Sodom

Li Ang spread his hands and said, "I think you have a lot of resources in the circle."

When talking about "resources", Li Ang deliberately emphasized the tone, and this sentence was full of hints.

When it comes to resources in the entertainment industry, he is definitely not as good as P. Diddy.

Kardashian's big taillights are her greatest asset, and she can use this capital to exchange for any resources she wants.

He knew in his heart that people like Kardashian would not easily let go of any opportunity.

This kind of "opportunity" is often accompanied by complex transactions, or even the undercurrent of power games in the entertainment industry.

For a top player like Diddy, ordinary ways of playing can no longer give him any excitement, so Kardashian's deformed buttocks makes him very interested.

Snapped--

Robbie slapped away Kardashian's hand that was trying to touch Leon's dangerous triangle area, thus declaring his sovereignty over this dick.

"Pick out your clothes and let's get out of here." Robbie said to Leon, while glaring at Kardashian fiercely.

She didn't make a sound, but anyone could tell by her mouth shape: "Bitch!"

Kardashian was not annoyed, still showing her signature charming smile, then turned and left.

"Hani~ How long are you going to keep trying? The party is about to start!"

Leon had been in the fitting room for nearly 20 minutes, and Robbie was getting a little impatient.

"It's almost there. It's almost there."

Leon tried five sets of clothes in a row and finally chose the "prince" outfit that best matched Robbie.

The prince's clothes are unique in that he wears his red underwear outside, and the sword on his waist has become a huge two-headed fake eggplant.

Despite this, this is already the most refreshing outfit among the bunch of clothes. Didi's aesthetic is really too perverted.

"You look perfect~"

As soon as Leon walked out of the fitting room, Robbie threw himself into his arms.

Is this perfect?

Leon pointed at the "big sword" on his waist with a wicked smile, which instantly made Robbie blush and dared not look directly at it.

The decoration in the hall was not as magnificent as Leon had imagined. Instead, every corner was filled with a sense of absurdity and weirdness.

In the center of the hall is a kneeling banshee fountain sculpture, with water flowing continuously from its twin peaks.

The walls are covered with various famous paintings full of cult flavor, most of which are about body art, and some of them are more heavy-tasting themes.

For example, Francis Goya's "Saturn Devouring His Son" often appears in various cannibalistic crime dramas.

In addition, every corner of the hall is filled with out-of-print DVDs from the early days of the Woodpecker Factory and the Buzzards Factory for guests to watch at any time.

"WTF"

When Li Ang saw the hill made of thousands of bottles of baby oil, he was so shocked that he was speechless.

Celebrities in the crowd, dressed in various "fairy tale costumes", were either chatting or dancing.

Some of them were already drunk and squatted in the corner, muttering to themselves.

Even so, Li Ang has not yet discovered the difference between this place and ordinary silver parties.

Robbie held his arm tightly and said in a low voice, "Are you sure Beyoncé is really here? This doesn't seem like her style at all."

Li Ang shrugged. "Why not? Maybe she has another side. Everyone has another side."

Just as they were about to move on, a familiar voice came from behind.

"pretty boy~!"

Li Ang turned around and saw a woman in a black Victorian-style dress walking towards them.

She has an elegant face and noble temperament.

But what is even more eye-catching is that her breasts are exposed to the air without any clothes covering them.

Only two pieces of black tape covered it. It was obvious that Beyoncé was playing Snow White's stepmother.

"Ms. Beyoncé, you really amazed everyone tonight." Li Ang's eyes never left the pair of big thunders.

Beyoncé smiled and raised her finger, "Shh, I'm not Beyoncé tonight, I'm the Queen!"

As she spoke, she did not forget to glance at Robbie dressed as Snow White.

That domineering expression seemed to be saying: I am your mother!

"Come on, I'll take you to meet some interesting people." Bian led them through the crowd and walked to a corner of the hall.

There was a group of people there who seemed to be chatting casually, but Li Ang recognized several superstar-level figures among them at a glance.

Diddy was standing in the center, holding a glass of expensive champagne.

Around them, a group of men and women, with only a white cloth covering their lower body, knelt on one knee, holding plates in their hands.

They looked no different from the nearly naked slaves of Roman times.

Beyoncé walked up to Diddy and introduced him with a smile: "Didi, this is Leon and Robbie. I'm sure you've heard of them."

Diddy narrowed his eyes, looked at Leon carefully, and then gave a meaningful smile.

"That white kid JAY-Z signed? Street Jesus from Brownsville?"

He extended his right hand, "You did well, kid. I heard you're close to those guys on the West Coast?"

There seemed to be a hint of threat in this sentence.

Since Big was shot and killed in 1997, the East Coast and West Coast gang wars came to an end, and Dre and Jay-Z have quietly reconciled.
But not with Diddy!
Everyone knows that Diddy is closely related to Tupac's death!

Because of this, the West Coast group led by Eminem and 50 Cent has always been at loggerheads with Diddy.

Leon felt that Diddy's handshake was a little too firm, so he increased his strength in response.

Diddy laughed heartily and patted Leon on the shoulder. "Enjoy yourself tonight, and don't be shy. The deep party hasn't even started yet."

Deep party?

Li Ang smiled and nodded, but he felt a little uneasy inside.

He began to wonder what madness really was.

Soon after, Diddy, dressed as Alibaba, stood in front of a giant double door in the lobby, waving a fake eggplant.

Li Ang's heart tightened and he couldn't help but look at Robbie.

Robbie obviously also noticed that something was unusual and gently grasped Leon's hand.

"Friends who want to join the deep party, please walk through this door after I chant the spell."

"Once you enter this door, please use your imagination and the tools at your disposal."

"Everyone must remember that those behind this door are not human beings. They are the guilty lambs of Sodom!"

"Have fun with them!"

I don’t know if he was drunk or high, but Didi’s condition became more and more crazy.

"Open sesame!"

As Didi chanted the spell, the golden door slowly opened.

Inside was a giant Roman bath, with hundreds of fake eggplants and baby oil surrounding the bath.

Dozens of men and women knelt beside the bathing pool.
Many people still look very young.

Those celebrities and wealthy people in the upper class raised their glasses and shouted excitedly, unable to wait to rush in and vent their desires.

Just imagining what was going to happen next made Leon, who preferred big blonde waves, feel nauseous.

The scene before him was identical to the scene of the Fallen City recorded in the holy book.

There was not a single righteous person in Sodom!
(End of this chapter)