Unbeknownst to them, time had reached 9:30 PM.
The City of Pleasure officially entered its peak.
The girls, already wild with excitement, became even more frenzied under the influence of alcohol. Dozens of them rushed onto the stage, flinging their bras and panties, dancing with abandon. The crowd below cheered wildly, shouting and splashing drinks upwards.
Alcohol and bodies mingled, pushing the atmosphere to its extreme.
The girls were crazy, and the men were no exception.
In a daze, Tony woke up. Seeing the scene on stage, his eyes turned bloodshot. He chugged his drink, then, without a word, grabbed two women with slender waists and ample hips, pulling them into a corner to "discuss life."
Tonight, he was prepared to die in a woman's arms.
Wang Hu's situation was even more exaggerated. A group of women surrounded him, simultaneously shouting, "556, 557, 558, 559..." It was unclear what they were counting, but they were incredibly excited.
Under the dual stimulation of sound and alcohol, the burly Wang Hu unleashed an ancient masculine prowess. Ignoring his aching waist and blurring vision, he engaged in a six-hundred-round battle with the twin sisters beneath him.
Tonight, he was going to show these shallow women what a true man was!
The City of Pleasure had gone mad, transcending moral and ethical constraints, reverting to a primitive society.
Luke also realized this, but he didn't stop it. When you go out to have fun, you should enjoy yourself thoroughly. What's the point of being secretive? If it weren't for his status, he would have stripped naked and shown the girls around him what it meant to be a one-man army.
Of course, such thoughts could only remain in his mind. If he actually dared to do it, his grandfather would whip him from Seashore City to Metropolis the next day.
Everyone from the Xiao family was a person of standing; they could be without money, but never without face.
What a pity!
Luke sighed, then drained his drink.
Dior walked over and whispered in his ear,
"Danny's business is finished."
Luke hummed, "How many?"
Dior extended his index finger, curling the tip inwards.
Luke nodded, smiling, "Twenty-three minus seven, not too many, not too few. He handled it well. Very talented."
As he spoke, a commotion erupted at the entrance.
A security guard crashed through a vase, stumbled and staggered, then tumbled down the steps to the ground. The next second, two more security guards flew out, moving as fast as if they'd been hit by a train.
Two girls, unable to dodge in time, were carried along, resulting in a chaotic scene of people and things overturning.
The sudden accident plunged the venue into a brief silence.
Confused, everyone turned to look at the main entrance. Purple light illuminated the area, and a scantily clad girl, her body shimmering with purple streams of light, appeared in their sight.
The girl had delicate features, her eyes glowing with blue light. Her feet were off the ground, hovering in mid-air, and her hair danced in the wind, like a goddess from myths.
She wore a uniquely styled crescent moon headband on her forehead and a form-fitting purple bodysuit. The outfit used very little fabric, exposing her thighs, abdomen, cleavage, collarbone, and back. The girl's figure was already excellent, and the outfit accentuated her distinct curves and voluptuousness, making her a peerless beauty. Even women were captivated, let alone men.
"Who is she?! Her figure is amazing!"
"She can even fly. Is it magic?!"
"It must be a superpower!"
"This is Seashore City, not Metropolis."
"Metropolis isn't the only place with metahumans. Have you forgotten about Electro Boy and Steel Rod Girl?!"
"So, she's a superhero too."
"Who knows?"
Everyone discussed, their eyes filled with curiosity.
The manager, having received the news, rushed over. He surveyed the situation, and after determining that force wouldn't solve the problem, he suppressed his anger and forced a smile, saying,
"Miss, do you have business at the City of Pleasure?"
"Where is he?"
The manager chuckled, "I'm not sure who 'he' you're referring to. We have hundreds, even thousands, of 'him's here."
Carol ignored him, her gaze piercing through the crowd,
landing on the VIP section on the second floor. Luke seemed to sense something, pushed away the girls beside him, and walked to the railing to look down.
Two gazes met in mid-air, one filled with murderous intent, the other with surprise and uncertainty.
"Carol?"
"No, that's not right!"
"This attire, and the purple flowing light... damn it, Star Sapphire!"
Luke's face changed drastically as he realized. Without a word, he turned and ran. Carol—no, it should be Star Sapphire—let out a low roar and quickly flew towards the second floor. In mid-air, she raised an arm, and a purple javelin shot out.
The javelin pierced the air, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound.
Luke clenched his fist, his arm covered by black battle armor. He exerted all his strength to bat the javelin aside. Before he could catch his breath, the scene below made him want to curse.
Star Sapphire hovered above, her arms outstretched, her perfect body exposed under the lights. Behind her, dozens of javelins were arranged in sequence, densely packed, sending shivers down people's spines.
If those were to be shot, the entire second floor would be reduced to rubble.
The girls watching the spectacle downstairs finally realized something was wrong. The purple-light woman wasn't a superhero; she was here to kill. Immediately, the quiet venue erupted into chaos. The girls screamed and jostled, running towards the main entrance, completely oblivious to their exposed skin.
Dior burst out of the VIP room. When he saw the face that resembled "Big Sister-in-law," he felt a strange sensation, but his actions were decisive. With a flick of his wrist, an exquisitely crafted scalpel appeared in his palm.
Since he was eight, he had studied hidden weapons with the elder of the Hongmen. After more than a decade, he had long reached a state where his mind controlled his movements, and he never missed. Now, with a wave of his hand, a silver gleam cut through the air, heading directly for Star Sapphire's chest.
Clang!
A purple barrier appeared out of nowhere, blocking the flying knife's path.
Failing to hit, Dior wasn't discouraged. He shook both arms, and three scalpels appeared in each palm.
He ran quickly along the corridor, simultaneously throwing them at Star Sapphire from various angles.
Silver lights flashed everywhere, all without exception blocked by the barrier. His usually infallible flying knives were completely ineffective.
Dior's expression darkened. Just as he was about to activate a secret weapon, Luke's voice echoed in his ear,
"Grab Tony and Wang Hu, and get out of here. I'll handle this."
Dior was silent for a few seconds, then turned and ran to a corner, hoisting the dark-eyed Tony onto his shoulder. He and the weak-legged Wang Hu exited through the back door.
The City of Pleasure was now in a state of pandemonium. Scantily clad girls crowded the entrance, pushing and shoving, creating quite a commotion.
Seeing this, Luke immediately abandoned the idea of escaping in the dark. If he turned off the power, a severe stampede was highly likely.
"Ava!"
"I'm here, young master."
"Bring Ghost One over."
"Activated. Arriving in one minute and fifty seconds." She paused, then added, "Should I notify Miss Danvers?"
"No need. It would be even more trouble if she came."
One Star Sapphire was already enough of a headache for him. If Supergirl came too, who knew what would happen.
"Young master, I suggest turning off the second-floor power."
Luke thought for a moment, then nodded slightly. The next second, the second-floor lights vanished, plunging it into darkness. Star Sapphire's brow raised slightly. She raised her hand and dozens of javelins poured forth.
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