The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Ma Xidao, who had also changed into a casual suit and fixed his hair with styling mousse, saw Jack looking at him strangely. He shook his head with a sense of complacency, and a smile appeared on his face, which added a bit of the wretched temperament of a weird uncle.

"How was it? A lot of girls smiled at me just now."

"They are afraid that you will beat someone up, right? Brother, who wouldn't be afraid of someone like you?"

Jack couldn't stand this guy's narcissism. He complained and straightened his collar, saying, "You only need a big gold chain, and then you can compete with the security guards at the door for a job."

Ma Xidao subconsciously covered his wrist. He did not have a big gold chain around his neck, but instead wore it around his right wrist after wrapping it around twice.

"Follow me and don't show any expression."

Jack shook his head speechlessly and took him to the front of the line, which was the entrance of the nightclub.

This nightclub is slightly different from the New York nightclub that Jack went to with Hannah when he first arrived in New York. In addition to the burly security guards, there is also a pretty boy manager with a pretty face who is responsible for welcoming guests.

The most important thing for someone who can be responsible for this kind of job is good eyesight. The pretty manager, whose face has obviously been transformed by high technology, couldn't help but be dazzled when he saw Jack.

This Armani casual suit alone is enough for him to save up for a year even if he doesn't eat or drink, not to mention his looks and temperament, which instantly kill all the artificial oppas in the idol world.

While making a gesture of inviting the guest in, the pretty-faced manager put on an exaggerated smile, and his slightly stiff apple cheeks were almost squeezed away from the position where they were supposed to be.

"Anihasayo, welcome, welcome!"

Jack nodded slightly at him, pointed behind him and said concisely, "Bodyguard."

The pretty manager made an OK gesture, signaling the security guard to make way, and kept nodding and bowing, "Please have fun!"

"Asibah! These bastards!" Ma Xidao was very indignant. He followed Jack into the nightclub, cursing under his breath.

Walking down the stairs, the huge sound waves of K-Pop (Korean Wave) music and the almost suffocating smell of perfume hit Jack in the face. He shook his dizzy head and finally adapted to the situation. His overly sharp senses made him very disgusted with this environment.

In fact, it is still early and the DJ has not used any big moves yet. The music is still in the warm-up stage. Although the rhythm is dynamic, the killer subwoofer has not really started to show its power.

The two walked around the hall and had to admit that this nightclub was really good. The girls dancing on the dance floor were all full of youth and energy, with amazing bodies.

Although they don't know how much technological elements are involved in it, it is really pleasing to the eye when the lights are turned on. Their heads can't help but light up along with the pink and white balls bouncing up and down.

Of course, this was just a normal man's subconscious reaction. Jack quickly retracted his gaze and nodded towards the second floor above the dance floor.

"It's my turn this time!" Ma Xidao glanced at the fat security guard in a black suit guarding the stairs, shouted loudly in Jack's ear, then squeezed through the crowd and walked over.

Jack quickly pushed away the dirty hands that were stretched out to him by several female perverts around him, and nimbly dodged the flaming red lips that were pressed against him by a woman who was drunk or not, trying hard to keep up with this guy.

"You can't get in this way, go away!" The fat black security guard looked two times bigger than Ma Xidao. He blocked the passage leading to the second-floor boxes and booths like a small mountain of meat.

The flesh on Ma Xidao's face twitched. He suppressed his anger and moved forward, pointing to the second floor. "My friend who came with me is upstairs, in the VIP box."

Because of the music, both of their voices were quite loud.

"I told you to get out, but you didn't understand, right?" the fat black security guard pushed Ma Xi away and said.

"Don't touch me." Ma Xidao flicked the shoulder he had touched, with a dangerous signal flashing in his eyes, "I told you, I have a friend upstairs."

After saying that, he wanted to push past the fat black security guard in front of him and walk up the stairs, but he was pushed away again and slapped hard on the face, "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"Hiss!" Jack, who had finally squeezed out from the pile of powder, happened to see this scene. He gasped and quickly stood between the stairs and the dance floor.

"boom!"

"Oh!"

The fat black security guard used his big fleshy face to perfectly block Ma Xidao's unexpected punch, and then he fell face down on the ground like a golden mountain or a jade pillar, and the entire dance floor seemed to shake three times.

Jack subconsciously looked back, but luckily, everyone was jumping towards the DJ stage and no one turned back to notice this scene.

Ma Xidao grabbed the fat black security guard by the back of his neck, lifted him up and made him sit down against the handrail of the stairs. He snorted coldly and got up to go upstairs.

Jack gently kicked the fat black security guard and found that he had fallen into a deep coma. He kindly helped him to straighten his posture to prevent him from getting a stiff neck when he woke up. Then he shook his head speechlessly and followed him up to the second floor.

What happened next went surprisingly smoothly. The two of them simply strolled around the corridor on the second floor and discovered two young men whispering to each other mysteriously.

One of them had a walkie-talkie wire hanging behind his ear, and he was obviously an employee of a nightclub. He secretly stuffed a small ziplock bag into the other boy's hand, took the cash and turned away.

Seeing this guy being dragged into the bathroom by another young man who looked like a second-generation rich man, Ma Xidao winked at Jack and followed him in.

Jack leaned against the wall outside the bathroom pretending to rest. Not long after, a nightclub employee with headphone wires hanging from his ears came out, walked through the corridor to the door of a private room, pushed the door open and greeted him.

"Brothers, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm here to bring you something good."

Then there was a loud slap in the bathroom, followed by the sound of a person falling heavily to the ground. After a while, Ma Xidao came out with a mobile phone and showed Jack the two small packages of "HYPER" in his other hand.

"I've already contacted the headquarters. They'll be here soon and will turn this place upside down."

Jack suggested, "It's best to control the person in charge here first. There is also surveillance video. Since the deceased was drugged here, the murderer may have been filmed before."

"Do you know where the boss is?" Ma Xidao stuffed the cell phone and the seized drugs into his trouser pockets and patted them gently.

Jack pointed to a box not far away and said, "Just ask that drug seller and you'll know."

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"This is a very popular and hard-to-get good thing recently. Come, let's have a good time today!"

"Wow!"

"Hahahaha!"

"That has to come in some amount!"

"cheers!"

As soon as Ma Xidao pushed open the door of the box, he could hear the medicine vendor shouting and the screams and laughter of men and women.

There were two drunken pairs of young men and women sitting on the long sofa in the box. There were many empty beer bottles on the table. A drug seller was sitting on a single sofa with his back to the door, pouring the crushed pills into the glass with his head down.

The two young girls were left with only their underwear on their bodies. They fell into the men's arms and allowed their bodies to be touched as they pleased. They kept shaking their heads and occasionally screamed. They looked very neurotic and it was estimated that they had already taken a round of drugs before.