Usually, this American will hold a lively bachelor party before getting married, commonly known as the "Last Single Crazy Day". The groom and the bride-to-be gather their best friends to find places to find ways to play wildly. The theme, content and location are not limited, and they can play it with their hearts after marriage. As for whether they can truly calm their hearts after marriage, it is not within the scope of consideration. The law also requires people not to commit crimes, but there are still people who continue to do it.

The men and women invited to attend Anthony's wedding came together and each made their own suggestions. Two days later, Anfeng was pulled by Roger on a flight to Las Vegas. Although Anthony was going to get married in Houston, the bachelor party was in the Casino Never Sleeping, and the flight carried Anthony's friends and friends... A large group of people arrived at the Las Vegas Airport, and turned left to the famous long street.

The streets are surrounded by world-famous hotels, casinos, resorts, and almost every large hotel and casino has its own theme, attracting guests with a strong world-wide characteristic style, including hotels with pyramid-shaped, Caesar's Palace in the ancient Roman style, a reduced version of New York, etc.

Las Vegas is a city full of luxury. Every night when other areas calm down one after another, the casino bustle has just begun.

On the night when everyone arrived, they opened a party in the hotel's top suite, drank and had a party, invited strippers to perform, and there was a beautiful acrobatic performance group to perform, and some even had fun with Dama. An Feng felt crazy, but Roger and George actually said it was too dull.

An Feng was stunned. Looking at the smoky environment around him, this can only be called dullness?

George smiled and said, "I used to have a friend who got married and had a party to demolish the entire floor of the nightclub, and was all taken away by the police at night."

Roger also said: "I have seen someone driving a plane on the road. The first thing he did after jumping down was to go to the roadside shop to buy wine."

An Feng had nothing to say. These rich people went crazy, and their destructive power was linked to their economic strength.

"Let's go and have a more lively!" Roger suggested.

Because Anthony has many friends and the age distribution is uneven, because Anthony is in his early forties and Roger is in his twenties similar to An Feng, and his preferences must be different. Roger took George a few more familiar people to leave the hotel, got on the extended car provided by the hotel, and he signed up for a location.

What else can I do when I come to the gambling city besides gambling? Naturally, the indispensable program is Bally's-Jubilee (Balle Over the Palace Show). When they arrived, the event just started, and most of them were adult men. Belle tried to make love here without being lustful, but it was always not suitable for children.

An Feng, who was sitting in the front VIP position, feasted his eyes. The actor was very close to him, and the details on his body could be seen clearly. It was quite fresh at the beginning, but it was boring later. Two hundred steamed buns were swaying in front of you, and maybe people with dense phobia would be dizzy.

After reading it, I went to the casino. An Feng was not interested in gambling. He only knew how to play blackjack and slot machines. The machine brain helped him win some money, so he was a little energetic. Perhaps the air in the casino was very fresh. It is said that the casino increased the oxygen concentration by 2-3 percentage points, making the guests excited and tireless.

Roger was not very tempted to bet. After losing the chips, he came to An Feng who was playing a large slot machine. An Feng set a few chips and asked casually: "Why don't you play anymore?"

"I never expect these lucky things to make a lot of money for me," Roger said with a smile. "There are few real rich people who make a living by gambling."

An Feng praised his enlightenment.

After that, everyone had enough trouble and used the remaining chips to exchange for money. Walking on the crowded streets, the neon lights on the hotels and casinos on both sides of the road were dazzling and colorful. It was still early, and the young people would definitely not be idle at this time. After everyone's voting, they decided to book a show!

In fact, it’s just about going to the stripper performance. Nevada has the advantage, such as casinos and prostitutes, paradise. You can do these two things, anyway. It’s much more interesting to have a gambler to take a room to watch strippers than gambling. Everyone exchanged money for change and invited more than a dozen girls with excellent dancing skills to spend money all over the venue, and the scenery was very beautiful.

However, Roger and his group did nothing special. Apart from watching stripteases, they all gave money, drank wine, and left after watching the show. It was already past four o'clock in the morning when they returned, and they lay on the bed tiredly. They were in need and flipped through the phone book and called, but they were obviously more interested in Dama. The group of people gathered together to suck the clouds and squirted, but An Feng refused Roger's kindness.

Roger gave up a sip of cigarettes and said with a smile: "This thing is less harmful to the body than cigarettes!"

George dusted the cigarette in his hand and agreed: "I would rather smoke this than smoke a cigarette. I don't know when my lungs will turn black."

An Feng lay on the bed and shook his head.

Roger smiled: "Okay, it's up to you, but California's big = marijuana will be legal sooner or later. Public opinion cannot be violated. 40% of residents have agreed to be legal."

Roger was still talking to George with energy. An Feng couldn't remember it very clearly. He fell asleep tiredly and was not woken up until noon the next day. Roger stood beside the bed and said to him, "Hey! Get up, guys! Take a shower and change your clothes, we are going to set off."

"Okay, give me another ten minutes." An Feng turned around and continued to sleep.

...

In the afternoon, everyone flew to Houston, and Anthony's wedding was held tomorrow.

In the evening, I stayed at the hotel where Brulean's house was booked for guests. The next morning I opened my eyes and talked to Katilina about what the bachelor's party had been. An Feng told the men's crazy, and Katilina said that they were not as crazy as the men's, but it was still very interesting.

"I took artistic photos for them." Katilina said with a smile.

"Art photo?" An Feng glanced at her and realized: "You might be saying that kind, right?"

Katilina hugged his arm sideways: "Of course, there are all brides to come! We had enough drinks and were tired of shopping, so we went to Qingqudian for a walk. After returning to the hotel, we all took pictures of them according to my opinion. There were more than a dozen pictures and hundreds of them."

An Feng was stunned. Is he going to Sect XX?

Katilina said proudly: "They were all very satisfied. Finally, after everyone's consultation and agreement, we sent a small part of the art photos to a local magazine called Sexy-chick. I heard that it was just established and it was a bit imitated by 'playboy', but it was more aimed at Nevada's loose market environment."

Damn, it’s hard to be famous now. An Feng was speechless for a while and said that the ladies’ bachelor party were not crazy? This is many times more crazy than the men of their group! But since everyone agreed, no matter how famous it is, it is voluntary, and it’s not a big deal to each other.

"Am I awesome?" Katilina took credit for him.

"So amazing!" What else can An Feng say besides admiring him now?

"It's cool to think about it now." Katilina was complacent.

...

In the morning, I attended Anthony's wedding. The wedding was held in the church, with a strong Western style. There were many people from all walks of life, including those in politics and business, and many of them had a low status. I was either rich or state assemblymen, or congressmen... I was there to sell the face of Brulean.

After the wedding, there was a cold dinner at a nearby resort hotel. Everyone took a photo together, which was actually to make the guests familiar with each other.

What An Feng unexpectedly expected was that he actually met Tima Sinclair.

She was still wearing a dress, a hat, and a cane... An Feng remembered that Mrs. Sinclair's outfit was a bit like a Queen of England. No wonder she always felt noble when she met last time. He used to shake hands with her wife enthusiastically, and she was also surprised by An Feng's appearance.

"I really didn't expect to meet you here." An Feng said with a smile.

Sinclair had a good impression of An Feng, and a smile appeared on her wrinkled face: "I live in Texas, and you can come to visit me at Medina's farm when you have time."

"I will definitely do it if I have time." An Feng said sincerely.

Mrs. Sinclair smiled and nodded, and then people kept coming to say hello to her. Most of them were middle-aged, and their identity did not seem simple. In front of them, An Feng's current strength level may only be considered a battle with the five scumbags. He was about to leave, but Sinclair actually introduced An Feng to them.

Sinclair told them: "He was my partner, Bruce, the pioneer of medicine, and he inherited Gene's work."

Her words were like a spotlight on An Feng, which was impressive. Mrs. Sinclair has a certain influence locally and even in the federal government. Many politicians present have received her donations or support, and wealthy businessmen have also cooperated with her. She is a typical "unknown" rich man.

An Feng accompanied Mrs. Sinclair to meet politicians and celebrities. He was really flattered. His names sounded very awesome, but now he faced the old lady with a look of attentiveness. He also benefited a lot of money and did not dare to put the business card of the old lady in his hands.

I looked down and saw that they were all philanthropists and the founder of a certain foundation.

Look at Mrs. Sinclair, who was calm and composed, with a calm expression, and was so calm that it was impossible to figure out whether it was the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. An Feng admired him from the bottom of his heart.

The cold dinner ends, and the afternoon is a formal banquet. However, this time it is not in the hotel, but in the spacious backyard of Brullian's house. The scenery is beautiful, with green trees, and the heaviness of the church is missing. Everyone can relax and dance freely, watch the bride and groom dance for a while, and the guests also show it. Although there is no Chinese wedding killing chickens and sheep, and the table is gathered together, it is also unique and exciting.

The afternoon banquet ended successfully, and An Feng was about to say goodbye, but Anthony rushed over.

He said: "My father hopes you can stay for dinner."

Anthony and Anfeng are just ordinary friends, so there is no need to stay overnight. In confusion, Anthony added: "Mrs. Sinclair also hopes you can stay."
Chapter completed!