There are as many nightclubs in Auckland as cars on the road. To stand out among these nightclubs, all equipment must be top-notch.

Cromerty has the best address, footprint, entertainment, food and drinks, and the hottest dances in Auckland.

Tonight, the arrival of the NBA All-Stars made Cromerty very lively.

O'Neal sat in the middle, beside him were hot Western stars such as Kobe, Garnett, and Kidd.

"Shake, since Cromerty is here, why don't you invite Natalia to dance for us?" Garnett asked with a smile.

O'Neal leaned back and said in his extremely recognizable hoarse voice: "That woman is not that easy, forget it."

Kobe is always depressed on such occasions. He grew up in Italy and was not used to this kind of life. Moreover, he was used to being centered on himself when gathering.

The current situation is that even if the shark is not there, it will not be centered on him.

A blonde beauty sitting next to them said coquettishly: "Isn't it enough to have us, Kevin?"

All the stars here basically have a beautiful female companion to accompany them, and these people were specially arranged by the person in charge of Cromerty.

If you have fun and both of you are interested, it is normal to have a small corner that others cannot see to help enhance the in-depth development of friendship.

There are many people around them. Recently it was the All-Star weekend. NBA players are the focus of the focus. They want to have sex with them. Even if they cannot accidentally get pregnant with their baby, they can show off to their friends that they have been a couple with NBA All-Star players for a night.

"Of course, you're enough, but we all know that Natalia is the best lady in Cromerty's dancing. She finally came here. If she couldn't see her at first sight, wouldn't it be a pity?" Garnet asked with a smile.

"Nothing a pity, Kevin!" O'Neal said, "As long as you hook your fingers, 90% of the girls here are willing to dance for you."

“That’s it~”

The beauties with heavy makeup responded delicately.

Weber looked around and saw that they had all the nearby locations. If the invited people came, they should have arrived.

"Didn't that person come?" Webber asked.

"Who?" Garnett looked at him with a smile.

Weber said: "You all know who I'm talking about."

O'Neal smirked: "dor.mo is dor.mo after all, he is a superstar with 3 million popularity. How could he be as vulgar as us?"

"Didn't you invite him?" Kobe asked in surprise.

"I'm invited, but I'm not sure if he will come." O'Neal leaned back gently and hugged the two beauties beside him.

Feeling the breath of the big shark, the women also used their light hands to gently stroke the shark's neck and chest.

Americans gathering in nightclubs is like Chinese people making tea in private, and it has become a culture, but Mo Mengchen has never been used to it.

Over the past five years, he has gone to nightclubs with his teammates at a handful of times.

Such a good nightclub is rare to see in Detroit, and his teammates were stunned when they arrived.

His appearance suddenly caused rounds of exclamations on the scene.

“It’s dor.mo…”

"Look here Ethan!"

"Ethan!"

Although his appearance made people exclaim, no one stepped forward, and he was surrounded by a group of burly men, who were bodyguards invited by Rashid and Houston.

It's a relatively black tradition.

Rich and powerful black people always like to follow people when they go out because they are insecure. This has even developed into a profession. There are such a group of very vicious men everywhere, who are always escorting the stars who visit. As for their combat effectiveness, it is hard to say, because most people have no unreasonable thoughts when they see their figure.

However, Mo Mengchen's aura was even stronger.

Even without bodyguards, few people dared to come forward and get close to him.

There was no expression on his face, his eyes were sharp, and he led the others forward, and finally arrived at the location where O'Neal and the others were.

"Yo, it's actually here!"

Seeing Mo Mengchen surrounded by a large group of people, O'Neal was very upset.

He really didn't want to invite Mo Mengchen because he knew that the other party was more popular than him and he was the one who was the one who was the one who was there tonight. If Mo Mengchen came, even if he didn't have such an idea, he would steal O'Neal's limelight.

Mo Mengchen first walked to O'Neal's pile.

At first glance: O'Neal, Webber, Kobe, Garnett, Kidd, Stockton, Payton... Finley.

Except Finley, others either have a grudge against him, either dislike each other, or do not call each other.

"It seems that there is no place for me." Mo Mengchen said lightly.

"How can it be? This lady, you have occupied the seat of Dor.mo." O'Neil deliberately cleared a corner of Mo Mengchen.

So generous.

Mo Mengchen smiled faintly and said, "No need to worry, I still have some people who haven't greeted you, maybe there is a place there."

After saying that, Mo Mengchen turned around and walked towards the place where stars gathered in the east.

It seems that there are many enemies here.

Iverson, Mutombo, Starkhouse, Carter.

However, compared to the west, Mo Mengchen has more friends in the east.

For example, Reggie Miller, one of the rare veterans of this year's All-Stars.

Although Mo Mengchen and Miller had hurt each other on the court, this did not hinder their friendship. The aggressiveness on the court turned into a spring breeze of friendship off the court.

"How have you been lately?" Miller asked with a smile.

"Grant is not here, it's a lot of trouble, but I didn't meet you, so everything is fine." Mo Mengchen smiled faintly.

Miller laughed happily.

The way these two people talked made others feel strange, especially Carter, who dared not look at Mo Mengchen.

Then he discovered something even more terrible, the most eye-catching empty seats here were beside him.

Should I sit next to him?

Carter quickly said, "Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."

Seeing Carter running away in panic, Mo Mengchen felt helpless. Although there had been friction on the field, it wouldn't be like this, right?

He thinks he is still a very kind person on weekdays.

"What did you do to him?" Penny asked with a smile.

Before Mo Mengchen could defend himself, Rashid told the truth: "You can go and watch our previous game against Toronto, which is an indiscriminate attack from the spirit to the body."

The experienced Duncan said a cold joke: "It's strange, I can actually imagine that scene."

The atmosphere became warmer.

As expected, it’s better to have your own partition. Although there are enemies, most of them are friends.

Those who obviously have opinions about him can temporarily leave their grudges and joke about it.

They sat for a while.

The DJ on the scene came to the stage and welcomed the All-Stars who were present tonight with the loudest voice.

However, he should never skip O'Neal and solemnly introduce someone to everyone who doesn't need to be introduced at all.

Before the carnival begins, there must be a representative figure on the stage to speak.

This person should have been O'Neal.

I don’t know if this DJ made a mistake, so he actually asked Mo Mengchen to come on stage.

O'Neal's fat black face turned red with anger: "Damn it, why should dor.mo come on stage?"

If Mo Mengchen knew the rules here, he would refuse to come to power. Unfortunately, he didn't know, so he took O'Neal a big advantage without knowing it.

"Today is a good day, I hope everyone has a good time!"

After a brief sentence, the passionate music started to sound, and the scene was in a carnival. O'Neal was so angry that his mouth was half tilted.

"This mess!" O'Neal said angrily, "Fuck it!"

It was not until Mo Mengchen walked down from the stage that his All-Star teammates told him that the person who should be on stage tonight was O'Neal.

“Why?”

"Who will be the one tonight?"

The answer is obvious.

"So, I stole a big shot from him." Mo Mengchen asked uncertainly.

"It's a must," Miller said. "That fat man is quite big and has a terrible mind. I think you two are going to get into evil."

"Since that's the case, why didn't you remind me just now?"

Mo Mengchen asked the people around him.

It would be fine if others didn’t remind me, but Rashid and Houston wouldn’t remind me either.
To be continued...