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Grandview City—Night Bliss Club. This club is the largest and most luxurious in all of Grandview City, with the best facilities and the hottest nightlife.
It’s just past three in the afternoon, and the sprawling Night Bliss Club hasn’t opened yet. After a wild night, the waiters and hostesses are still sound asleep. Aside from a few bored security guards lounging by the entrance, smoking and chatting, the club is eerily quiet.
Heh heh—those two babes Beast scored last night were seriously hot! Smooth skin, tight bodies—just looking at them got me hard.
Yeah, no kidding—they’re damn gorgeous! We’ve got plenty of beauties here, but none compare to them. That figure, that skin, that face—tsk tsk—just seeing them gets the blood pumping.
Total knockout babes! And Beast got both at once! Unreal! Just like that, Beast—ah, what a life…
Heard those two hotties are real firecrackers—super stubborn. Beast is still downstairs ‘training’ them—heh heh.
Come on—Beast’s got a million tricks for handling women. No matter how stubborn those babes are, they’ll be putty in his hands soon enough.
Right—Beast’s lucky streak is back. Once he’s done with them, maybe us underlings will get a taste—haha!
Heh heh—those two babes are so gorgeous. If I ever get a shot at them, I’d definitely pop a few Tiger pills!
Haha—I'd pop a whole bottle! I’d happily die for those two!
Cackling weirdly, the Night Bliss Club security guards burst into laughter. These guys were all recruited by Beast—every single one a thug or hoodlum. Whenever this topic came up, things got rowdy and downright filthy.
Just as the guys were getting rowdy and lewd, a flashy Lamborghini pulled up outside the club. Out stepped a tall, blonde, blue-eyed Western beauty—curves to die for, skin like porcelain, and walking with a sway that made her chest bounce in the most tempting way. Dressed in a white mini-dress with a plunging neckline, she was none other than Helen!
The thuggish security guards stopped talking the moment they saw Helen. Eyes lit up, jaws dropped, and they nearly drooled all over the floor.
Then, another man stepped out of the sports car—a skinny, scruffy guy with messy green hair and a shifty look. Standing next to Helen, it was like a goddess and a toad—a total contrast!
That sleazy guy was Turtle, Beast’s green-haired, timid sidekick. As soon as Turtle got out, he headed straight for the club entrance, with Helen following behind.
No sooner had Turtle stepped inside than the thuggish guards swarmed him, dragging him off to a corner and bombarding him with excited, rapid-fire questions.
Damn, Turtle—you lucky bastard! In one day, you managed to snag such a top-tier babe, and she’s Western too! Unbelievable!
No kidding! That figure, that face, that vibe—tsk tsk—she’s a total knockout! Just seeing her gets me hard!
Wow—this is exactly my type! Curves in all the right places, and those boobs—so big and perky! I’m about to get a nosebleed!
Turtle, you really hit the jackpot! But with your scrawny frame, can you even handle a Western babe built like that? I hear Western girls are wild in bed. When you can’t keep up, call me—I’ll show her a good time!
The thuggish guards kept fantasizing, shooting Turtle jealous looks and leering at Helen as if they wanted to strip her on the spot.
No matter what the guards said, Turtle just hung his head in silence, looking utterly miserable. The guards were about to ask what was up when a tall, handsome young man strode through the door. Helen immediately hooked her arm around his, getting cozy. No doubt about it—Shawn Young had arrived.
Whoa, Turtle—who’s that guy? Why’s he stealing your girl?
Yeah! Who the hell is he, touching your girl like that? He must have a death wish! The guards were instantly outraged.
She—she’s not my girl! I’m not that lucky! Turtle quickly ducked his head and explained.
Heh heh—even better! That means she’s fair game. Let’s take down that guy and snatch the babe! This is Beast’s turf—we’re just following his example. Heh heh… One of the guards tossed out a ‘tempting suggestion.’
Yeah! Let’s do it, I’m totally on board—I’m boiling with beastly energy!
What are we waiting for? Let’s gang up on that guy, grab the babe, and have our way with her! The guards, feeling cocky on Beast’s turf, slammed the club doors shut and started closing in on Shawn Young and Helen.
Shawn Young just looked at them coldly and asked, “Where’s Beast?”
Heh heh—Beast is in the basement right now, busy with two hot babes. Kid, you coming here so eager—are you offering up this Western beauty for us to play with?!” one of the guards sneered.
Play with your sister—go to hell! Shawn Young frowned, then launched a kick right at the guy’s jaw—bam! The guard didn’t even get to scream before he flew seven or eight meters, crashed into the wall, spat blood, and blacked out.
Whoa—this guy’s tough! Brothers, let’s get him together! The other guards, shocked, whipped out batons, cleavers, and iron pipes, roaring as they charged Shawn Young.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
Shawn Young moved like lightning, every punch landing solid. Before the guards could react, he’d already knocked them flying, leaving them howling, spitting blood, and passed out cold on the floor.
After dealing with the clueless guards, Shawn Young grabbed Turtle by the neck, sneering, “Where’s Beast’s basement? Take me there—now.”
“Got it, got it! It’s in the club manager’s office—I’ll show you!” Turtle didn’t dare argue and hurried to lead the way.