Chapter 176 Shedding Club

Author: Four Barrel Cannon

Chapter 176 Shedding Club

As she spoke, Angela's expression also showed a hint of nostalgia, as if she was reminiscing about something.

But Carlin just kept her words in his heart, preparing to investigate the vampire clan and the information about the ruined library in the future.

Now he continues to follow Hannibal to see if he can get any new information.

Hannibal came to a hotel with familiarity. When he came out again, he had changed into a brown robe and wore a black iron mask on his face.

Then he walked through the old streets, passing factories one after another, and finally entered a bar that had a new sign at some point.

This signboard looks a bit weird and bloody. In addition to the store name written on it, there is also a bent human leg pattern.

The feet and calves of the entire leg are still normal, but the skin on the thighs has disappeared, leaving only red and tender muscles, and the texture of the muscles has been painted to make them slightly warped.

'Shedding Club?'

At this time, Carlin turned to look at Angela. Although they were all foreigners, Angela still had Erica, a local transcendent, who might have heard of this club.

Angela saw that Carlin's eyes turned to him and understood what the other party meant, so she replied: "This is a mysterious hunting club, which is very famous among the upper class circles in the Central District. Many guys who like hunting will come here to watch dance performances.

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"What dance?"

"I don't know anything about striptease, and Erica has only heard about it."

While the two were talking, after Hannibal walked into the Shedding Club, Carlin discovered that some people also wearing robes and black iron masks had also arrived.

Almost all of them are ordinary people, with only a few extraordinary beings, who seem to be guests here.

On the surface, this is an ordinary bar in an old factory area, but Hannibal and the other masked men entered the underground through a hidden secret door in the back alley of the bar.

They didn't communicate with each other along the way, and Snicki followed them. After entering the underground, they discovered that it was a hidden nightclub.

As soon as he entered, Snicki felt that he had passed through a barrier.

However, Hannibal did not go to the stage hall like other guests, but quietly left the crowd and walked towards the backstage of the stage.

Snitch wanted to continue tracking, but the spiritual warning made him give up.

As he went deeper into the underground club, the spiritual brilliance of the barrier became more and more dazzling. If he continued to follow Hannibal into the backstage, he would probably trigger the warning barrier.

In order not to alert the enemy, Carlin gave up tracking Hannibal and controlled Snitch to follow the other guests to the stage hall.

"It seems that there is a lot of suspicion here. Maybe Hannibal and Connor arranged the ceremony here."

Angela guessed and said, but Carlin didn't say anything and was just thinking about something. At the same time, he also controlled Snitch to enter the stage hall, and his vision suddenly became clearer.

The auditorium was filled with round tables, each one wearing a black iron mask.

In front of each masked guest is an empty set of knives and forks, wine glasses, and dinner plates.

In an instant, restless music sounded, and as the stage curtains parted to both sides, a bloody and gloomy castle image appeared in front of everyone's eyes as the stage background.

At this time, the music became more and more restless, and one after another, naked dancers without clothes crossed the layers of curtains and came to the stage.

These dancers wore nothing but masks of various monsters, and every move they made gave people an eerie and eerie feel.

But Snitch took a closer look and found that these movements had no actual meaning except that they looked evil and sinister, and he saw at a glance that these dancers were illusions.

"The main focus of this strip club is indeed curiosity."

As the dancers walked toward the center of the stage with graceful steps, they seemed to be really traveling through the castle of the scenery, and their skin was constantly stained with the paint of the scenery.

In just ten seconds, the naked body was 'dressed' in a set of fragrant 'clothes'.

Immediately after brushing, the 'clothes' turned into crimson, cinnabar, and flesh-red silk and satin, falling off the dancers' bodies like human skin, exposing the dancers' graceful figures and bright red muscles to the eyes of the audience.

Then, the supporting dancers stepped aside as if tonight's protagonist was about to appear.

Along with the restless melody of the music, a black-haired dancer wearing a fragrant backless dance skirt slowly walked to the center of the stage, her smooth back covered by a thick cloak.

This time it was no longer an illusion in Snicki's eyes, but a living person.

As soon as the dancer appeared, the audience became agitated. Some people blew whistles and some shouted obscene words.

No matter how gentle these guests were in the eyes of others during the day, now that they were wearing masks, they began to unscrupulously reveal sides that were usually unknown to others.

Along with the restless melody, the dancer slowly took off her gloves. Her green and green fingers twisted the pearls on the leather gloves, gently tossed them three times, and finally threw them to an audience.

After waving to the audience, the dancer slowly walked to the center of the stage with graceful dance steps and danced boldly and unrestrainedly.

Along with the twisting of the body, the slender metal chain tied to the chest was also untied, and the thick cloak slowly fell off with the gradually accelerating restless rhythm, fully showing the dancer's white and smooth back to the audience.

The audience became more and more agitated, and the dancer's arms suddenly swayed to the top of her head in time with the melody, and she snapped her fingers.

In an instant, a lighting crystal on the ceiling suddenly focused the light into a beam of light, shining on a randomly selected audience member.

I saw this spectator wearing high courtesy and a gentleman's attire, but his face was covered with strange patterns, like a tattoo, covering up his true face.

A pair of strange deep purple eyes is unforgettable.

"This is Lord Samuel."

Angela recognized this audience member who seemed to be randomly selected at a glance.

"He is still a transcendent, but he seems to be just a guest."

Lord Samuel's expression was stunned for a moment when he found himself illuminated by the light, but he quickly reacted.

He elegantly took off his top hat and placed it on the dining table in front of him. He was obviously very familiar with the procedures of this club. This was an interactive session.

The dancer walked down the stage unhurriedly and came to Lord Samuel, reaching out to him. Samuel quickly responded by taking the other person's hand and covering the other person's forearm with her palm.

Soon the dancer led Lord Samuel, dancing against each other with his fair skin, and slowly returned to the stage.

Suddenly, the dancer pulled out the grabbed forearm with a swipe, leaving only a piece of skin like a leather glove.

It looks like a bright red arm that has been peeled off by a professional butcher and is displayed for all the audience to enjoy.

And these guests who came specifically for the exotic performance also became excited.

There was no blood dripping from the arms after shedding, and there was no look of pain on the dancer's face. It was as if the skin on her body was just clothes that could be changed at will, displaying her bloody flesh for the audience to enjoy.

There was no trace of pain on the dancer's expression, everything was as normal as if she had taken off her clothes.

"Oh, what a wonderful view!"

An unknown member of the audience roared, as if a switch had been turned on, and thunderous applause erupted from the auditorium.

The next moment, the phantom girls accompanying the dancers suddenly exploded, and pieces of flesh and blood rained down on the tables in the audience.

Fresh meat turned into delicacies, blood turned into fine wine, and the audience seemed to be twitching their index fingers.

At this time, Lord Samuel also walked off the stage, the curtain slowly lowered to cover the red figure of the dancer, and the performance ended.

Carlin was also surprised when he saw this. These guys were really having fun.
Chapter completed!