Chapter 108: Chapter 108: Pleasure points

“Coach Biggie.” Without a doubt, he’s the hottest internet sensation right now. On the Dream Chaser Show, he became the fantasy of many with his videos of smashing beer bottles and wooden boards, which went viral among housewives and mature women.

Another song, “Dick Spin,” with its catchy and brainwashing rap, subjected netizens to a massive wave of mental pollution.

When everyone thought he was just a clown.

He captured hearts again with “I Will Survive,” singing about his longing for life with a catchy tune.

Plus, his battle with a serious illness brought many to tears. The mockery he faced before now turned into deep emotion.

“Hello everyone!” Ethan stepped into the spotlight in a crisp white suit and a matching mask, grabbing the microphone.

The club fell silent for a moment.

Then, from somewhere in the crowd, someone gasped, followed by a thunderous cheer.

“It’s Coach Biggie! Oh my God, it’s really him!”

“I’m a fan, he’s so talented.”

“Wait, is that really him? I thought Coach Biggie said he needed to rest and recover.”

This gentlemen’s club is one of the larger venues, with over sixty booths.

It’s the weekend, and the place is bustling, with over forty booths filled.

But the screams of the forty or so women rivaled the noise of a concert hall packed with hundreds, creating an electric atmosphere.

The women at this gentlemen’s club aren’t known for their subtlety.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Quiet, please, everyone quiet down.” Zoe took the stage confidently, microphone in hand, wearing a striking wig. The original host was overwhelmed by the atmosphere, so she had to step in to control the crowd:

“We’re honored to have Coach Biggie perform at our club tonight, and I know what everyone’s most curious about—his authenticity.”

Zoe paused deliberately, scanning the crowd, then raised her voice, “Coach Biggie has something no one else can imitate. Everyone, tell me, what is it? I’ll count to three, and we’ll shout it out together. Three, two…”

She pointed the microphone at the crowd.

Under the dim lights of the gentlemen’s club, the faces of the women shone with excitement and the flush of alcohol.

Together, following Zoe’s lead, they shouted in unison, “Big Dick!!”

Ethan, standing off to the side, was stunned. Wow, the way she’s handling this crowd is impressive, no wonder she’s the manager of this gentlemen’s club.

Zoe raised her hand to calm the crowd, and the women’s eyes sparkled with anticipation, eager for what was coming next.

Zoe continued, “Next up, please welcome Coach Biggie to prove his identity. He’s going to open a bottle with his Dick to get the party started!”

The crowd erupted in cheers.

“What?” Ethan muttered to himself, puzzled. This wasn’t what they had agreed on initially.

He frowned, feeling uneasy about the sudden change in plans.

Zoe caught his eye and mouthed, “Fifty-fifty split.”

Hearing this, Ethan sensed Zoe’s sincerity and decided to stay quiet, standing aside.

“Please open a bottle of pink champagne for me,” called a mature woman in a sexy gown from the crowd.

A murmur of awe spread through the venue.

Ethan’s eyes lit up,he had only been there two days but knew that this champagne was the most expensive in the club, costing $5000 a bottle.

As she finished speaking, six male escorts, each dressed differently, gathered around her, forming a respectful guard of honor and clapping, while a waiter pushed a luxurious cart decorated with silk, carrying the champagne.

Ethan’s mouth twitched slightly,these people really knew how to have a good time.

The mature woman confidently picked up the champagne and walked onto the stage.

Zoe didn’t stop her,instead, she clapped her hands and nodded at Ethan, signaling that it was his turn to perform.

The woman, in her thirties and well-maintained, clearly came from wealth. She approached Ethan with a flirtatious look in her eyes.

“Coach Biggie, I’m a fan of yours.”

She raised the silk-wrapped champagne bottle in front of her, her gaze fixed intently on the area between his legs.

At that moment, everyone’s eyes were on his crotch.

Ethan felt a bit awkward under so many staring eyes, but thankfully, his white mask provided some cover.

He reached down to his waist.

Feeling the intense stares, he was acutely aware of the eyes glued to his crotch.

The woman in front of him was practically gawking.

As he unzipped his pants, of course, he was wearing the specially designed pants that covered his Dick.

Ethan took a deep breath and activated his skill, Hard as a Rock LV4. Since reaching LV3, he could control when to enter this intense state.

“Wow!” The mature woman gasped, and the crowd’s eyes widened in shock.

Ethan smiled and with a swift motion, flicked sharply.

The beautifully designed champagne bottle broke right at the neck.

“Ah!” The crowd gasped again, the live spectacle far more thrilling than any video they could watch online.

The women, amidst their exclamations, stared wide-eyed, clearly imagining all sorts of bizarre things.

“Beautiful lady,” Ethan took a champagne glass from Zoe, poured some champagne, and handed it to the mature woman, holding the microphone, “Have you ever heard of the ancient and mysterious art of face reading?”

The crowd, already captivated by his bold performance, focused intently on him.

“Face reading?” The woman took the champagne, her gaze shifting from his crotch, looking puzzled, “Is it something like fortune-telling?”

“No, face reading involves observing facial features to analyze the body’s pleasure points,” Ethan explained through the microphone, “If these pleasure points are touched, happy things will happen~”

The crowd’s interest was piqued,such risqué topics always drew attention.

“Oh~” The mature woman downed her champagne in one go, her cheeks flushing as she crossed her arms under her chest, accentuating her bust in a very suggestive manner, “Coach, where are my pleasure points?”

Her gesture, lifting her chest, was a clear invitation: “Coach, do you want to try and find them?”

The male escorts below looked on enviously, and the female customers found it amusing to watch the flirtatious interaction, laughing and cheering.

“Hmm~” Ethan chuckled, holding the microphone, “These so-called pleasure points are a very serious matter, not just for flirting.”

After saying this, he looked the mature woman up and down, “Madam, your jawline is strong, your eyes captivating. Your pleasure points are right here.”

As he spoke, he pointed to the woman’s jaw, silently invoking, “Weakness Implantation.”

“Ah?” The mature woman looked puzzled, thinking it strange.

The audience was equally surprised,this wasn’t the scenario they had anticipated!