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Chapter 558 - 484 Sin City (Reward for more updates! 8K today!)_2

Chapter 558: 484 Sin City (Reward for more updates! 8K today!)_2

"I heard that in addition to gambling, the sex industry here is also quite developed, Brother Bai, we could have a go at it."

Before knowing Bai Haoran, his stereotype of such people was very rigid, but after getting to know Bai Haoran, Jiang Chen realized that his previous cognition was biased.

At the very least, Bai Haoran lived a very abstinent life, seemingly not that interested in women.

Those who can resist the temptation of women are not to be underestimated.

"This is a chance to bring glory to our country, all expenses are on me," Jiang Chen joked.

"Thanks, Young Master Jiang, but I really can’t muster any interest in Western women," Bai Haoran laughed.

"Is it because you’re lacking in stamina?" Jiang Chen teased.

Bai Haoran suddenly became serious, "Young Master Jiang, you can doubt me in other areas, but when it comes to this, I won’t admit defeat to anyone."

Jiang Chen laughed heartily.

"Then tonight we must find you a few beauties to verify this. What kind do you like? Busty or slim? Mature or youthful? Black or white?"

Apart from the first impression of Las Vegas being the globally renowned gambling industry,

this shining pearl atop the desert is also a city of marriage.

It is arguably the most convenient place in the world for marriage proceedings, with a constant flow of people heading there to tie the knot every day.

Of course, many also come for tourism and just happen to get married on the spur of the moment.

In Las Vegas, two people who met awkwardly the day before could legally become a registered married couple the next day; such events happen daily.

In a city where the tourism economy is vital, one can imagine how developed the service industry is. Here, there’s no need to worry about finding places to spend money, the only concern is whether your wallet can keep up.

There are countless large shopping centers, and the high-end hotels are extraordinary.

Just now, Jiang Chen had seen a structure similar to the Eiffel Tower.

It wasn’t an illusion.

That was the Paris Hotel, which replicated landmarks such as the Louvre, Arc de Triomphe, and the Eiffel Tower from France in various proportions.

Of course, the Paris Hotel is not the only formidable one.

There is also The Venetian, with its artificial canal, offering a fully immersive Italian experience from top to bottom.

Faced with the battle of incredible hotels, people often suffer from decision paralysis. Since it was their first time visiting, Jiang Chen had done some research online and finally chosen the MGM Grand Hotel.

There was no other reason.

The MGM is the largest casino hotel in the world, with nearly seven thousand rooms.

If you don’t experience its casino in Las Vegas, the trip is definitely incomplete.

After paying and getting out of the car, a 13-meter-high giant golden lion statue enters one’s field of vision.

It is the symbol of the MGM Group, and also the largest bronze sculpture in America.

"The website says this hotel has a lot of shows, we can go check it out later."

After completing the check-in and having a meal, Jiang Chen didn’t rush to experience the unique casinos of Las Vegas but opted to watch the distinctive performances inside the hotel with Bai Haoran.

Within the hotel, one can see lions, which is quite unimaginable in China, but the MGM has a genuine lion habitat.

These fierce beasts are displayed diligently every day and there is a glass tunnel underneath the exhibition area that allows visitors to watch the lions from a closer distance.

"Sir, are you from Shenzhou? Our hotel has a KA show starting in half an hour, with a backdrop of Shenzhou elements. You two may go and watch it."

Despite ongoing frictions between the major powers,

it seems not to have affected the feelings between the people of the two nations.

Las Vegas visitors include many faces with black hair and yellow skin.

Chinese tourists are very popular all over the world, for a simple reason.

They are affluent and generous.

Therefore,

it’s no surprise at all that some merchants go out of their way to please Chinese tourists.

Jiang Chen gladly accepted the invitation and took the free tickets.

At dusk, the grand show started on time. Indeed, with ancient Shenzhou stories as its background, it integrated Shenzhou acrobatics and martial arts, plus the perfect effects of a high-tech stage built with hundreds of millions of US Dollars, providing a breathtaking visual impact.

During the performance, the applause was like thunder.

"Wow, this is KungFu! Chinese KungFu!"

In a certain section of the stands,

a Black man was excitedly shouting and gesticulating as he spoke.

Onlookers from various countries beside him were also showing faces of amazement.

kung fu is probably Shenzhou’s most successful cultural export to date.

"Aunt Lan, if you showed off a couple of moves, their jaws would drop."

The naivety of the foreigners amused a young man.

He had black hair, black eyes, and his Mandarin pronunciation was pure, certainly a true Easterner. He was handsome, but the plain black-framed glasses on his nose made him look a lot more ordinary.

However, even as he tried to downplay his skills, the Aunt Lan beside him rendered his efforts futile.

Measuring a man isn’t about how he’s dressed, or how he looks, but the woman by his side is the best standard.

Though she was called "Aunt," this woman seemed about his age, with skin like that of an eighteen-year-old girl, and yet a maturity like aged fine wine.

How to describe her?

As soon as one’s gaze fell on her, they would subconsciously ignore everyone else around them.

"Times have changed. No matter how good your martial arts are, you can’t dodge bullets."

"Aunt Lan is modest. If I had half, no, a third of Aunt Lan’s skill, I might have already enlisted in the military, shining my family name. He Mao, that guy, is now a major. No matter what, I definitely wouldn’t be worse off than him, right?"

The man sighed.

Aunt Lan remained noncommittal.

After the show ended, Jiang Chen walked out of the venue with Bai Haoran.

The foreigners around them were still enthralled, lamenting continuously.

"It’s really painstaking. There’s a reason Las Vegas makes people reluctant to leave."

Jiang Chen gave an objective comment, and then, seeing Bai Haoran’s puzzled look, beckoned a waiter.

"Tonight, arrange a few beauties for my friend here, the highest standard ones."

A gentleman’s word, swift as a horse’s whip.

He never liked to boast.

Bai Haoran had no chance to refuse.

The waiter nodded quickly; after all, such services were a hallmark of Las Vegas.

"Certainly, sir. Please provide me with the room number, and I’ll send the beauties directly to your room later."

Professional.

Jiang Chen inwardly praised him, then turned to Bai Haoran and said, "Bro Bai, give your room number."

Meanwhile.

In the distance.

A lady wearing sunglasses happened to pass by, her brown hair and fair skin complemented by a sexy short black skirt that did little to cover her impressive assets. But the four huge bodyguards behind her quelled any prying eyes, and their formidable presence made people consciously stay away.

The more developed the entertainment industry, the more easily vice proliferates.

Las Vegas has another nickname.

Sin City!

That’s why in Las Vegas, the rich always employ security to protect themselves.

"Miss,"

a hotel employee dressed differently than the waiter immediately approached.

Unnoticing the group, Jiang Chen finished speaking to the waiter and then patted Bai Haoran on the shoulder.

"Bro Bai, even a moment in spring is worth a thousand gold. Enjoy yourself; I won’t disturb you any further."

"Young Master Jiang..."

Jiang Chen offered an ambiguous smile and left on his own, planning to take a stroll.

"How’s business lately?"

The casually-asked question came from the lady who was still wearing sunglasses at night. Without really paying attention, she caught a glimpse of Jiang Chen’s figure out of the corner of her eye.

Her brown eyebrows slightly furrowed. She didn’t wait to hear the reply, somewhat doubtful as she turned her head.

Jiang Chen was leisurely whistling, having just added twelve billion US dollars to his account, and being in a place like Las Vegas, he was naturally in a good mood.

The lady seemed to doubt that her eyes were playing tricks. She raised her creamy hand to push down her glasses on her pert nose.

Then.

Certain that she hadn’t mistaken the person, and after a brief moment of surprise, a hint of teasing glinted in her amber eyes as she pointed at the oblivious Jiang Chen.

"Is he staying here?"