Sitting in an inconspicuous place, Jordan smiled at the three beautiful women before him.
The three women finished their wine in one go, and Jordan gave them a thumbs up.
"Amazing. You're good drinkers. Great!" He poured wine into the empty glasses again. "Shall we drink another round?"
"No thanks." One woman rubbed her aching temples. "I feel dizzy after finishing a glass of wine in one go."
"Me too." The woman sitting next to her was already swaying from side to side.
Seeing these women's eyes turn blurry in an instant, Jordan could not help grinning.
'Dizzy? That's good! If you're not drunk, how will I have the chance?' he thought.
He did not hesitate to talk with his men in front of these women.
"Oh, this new drug is so strong."
A chubby man smiled pervertedly. "Yeah! Jordan, it usually takes three or four glasses. I didn't think we could make them drunk with one glass this time."
"It's good that it's stronger." Jordan adjusted his collar.
A woman with a dazed look in her eyes in front of him asked him feebly, "What are you talking about?"
"Nothing." Jordan chuckled, "It seems you three can't hold your liquor. I just booked a private room. Why don't we go in and rest for a while?"
Before the woman could say anything, the chubby man and two other men picked them up and carried them to the private room.
When passing by Jordan, the chubby man gave a nastier smile.
"Jordan, is it the same rule this time?
"Alright, the three of us will wait outside later. We'll go in when you're done."
Seeing the three women being brutally thrown onto the couch, Jordan was excited, and his hands were already touching the women.
A woman realized something was wrong and said in horror, "What are you doing?"
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