The city where the Ajax club is located is not anywhere else, but Amsterdam, which is known as the capital of all European sex.

The streets of Amsterdam are crowded and mixed: people of different colors, dressed in different colors, tourists and locals, beggars and entertainers, giants and gnomes more than two meters tall, all in one place, but they all seem to be in one place, lively and orderly. The streets are bustling with people, and there is a strong atmosphere of the market everywhere. Amsterdam is more of a "small citizen city". The people in this city are in a hurry, their expressions are calm and indifferent, and they don't look strange. Amsterdam seems to have room for all the weird and the other.

It can be said that Amsterdam is simply a big experimental field of human nature, testing the bottom line of people's moral tolerance. But the results of the experiment don't seem to be a big deal. Amsterdam may be a big dye vat, and its colors may be too mottled and complex, but it's certainly not the most dangerous place in the world – even though it contains so much that might otherwise be considered dangerous, immoral, or even illegal.

Along the way, Jonk secretly compared with Lisbon, Portugal, which seems to be lively and noisy, but the night here does not give people a sense of vitality, everything is so lonely.

The woman in the window teased the passers-by from time to time, but the empty loneliness in her eyes was so obvious.

Looking at the so-called window girls, dressed in three-point styles, they are not sexy at all, and they are swaying their bodies mechanically, and Jonk can't arouse any interest at all.

Looking at the three members again, Sneijder and Van der Vaart also looked unsurprised, and everything looked normal.

On the contrary, Eevee saw a few window girls who were interested in taste, and stopped to watch with interest.

When I first came to the so-called sexual capital Amsterdam, I felt excited, and Jonk was already cold for most of the time, and there was no passion at all for buying and selling directly, and these women standing in the window didn't have much money to pick at all, which was even rarer than a few Dutch Malaysians that day.

Jonk shook his head, looking uninterested.

The others were a little incomprehensible, and they wanted to have fun, it was all men's fun, but Jonk looked so listless.

Thinking back to the first time I came here, how excited I was to be here, this is the place I always dreamed of when I was a child, and Ibu seems to have taken a fancy to many window girls, and I feel like I have gone in and tried my skills.

"This is what you call a man's paradise?"

"Yes, the most famous red-light district in Europe, Devalen!" Ibu seemed to be quite satisfied with the place, and his shouting attracted a lot of attention.

"There is no passion, a place to vent, what's so peculiar, don't you think these women standing in the window are lonely! What else can I be interested in! Jonk strode forward, and the red-light district was built between the rivers. After the lights are lit up at night, the lights and shadows ripple in the river, giving people a dreamy feeling, which can be said to be a kind of romance, but Jonk can't feel it at all, and he is disappointed!

Van der Vaart and the others had to hurry up, but Sneijder nodded naturally, and suddenly understood Jonker's thoughts, pickle girl, pick up girl, do you still need to bubble here, just give the money directly, the key to pickling girl is in a bubble word, and the understanding is not as deep as the master.

"If there's anything else to do, just forget it!"

Sneijder, who was quite impressed, rushed to recommend a place, which he had misunderstood, and if he wanted to talk about pickle girls, it would be Rembrandt Square and Leidseplein, where most of the nightclubs and dance halls are located.

"Rembrandtplein and Leidseplein!"

"Don't disappoint there!" Jonker stretched out his hand and motioned for Snead to lead the way, but looking at the other two's excitement, it seemed that the destination could be expected.

The group eventually entered a nightclub called Paradiso, and they didn't ask for a separate box, this time with Sneijder's arrangement, and everything seemed to be on Jonker's mind.

It's a bit of a pickle girl.,Let's find a target first!

Where Jonk sat down, he began to look for his goal for the night.

On the dance floor, where all kinds of MMs are venting and dancing, Jonk finally sees the passion and locks in a few young women with plenty of yuanyin.

After a closer look, Jonker's eyes finally locked on a girl with long brown hair, and Jonk immediately got up and walked to the dance floor.

Ibu was still ordering drinks with the waiter, and when he looked up, he found that Jonker had already left, and then saw that Sneijder and Van der Vaart had already stared at Jonker, and they wanted to see what kind of girl Jonk was going to make.

As soon as Jonk stepped onto the dance floor, he immediately leaned towards the locked girl, he was so abrupt on the dance floor, everyone else was dancing, but he walked straight to the girl, hugged the girl, and fell into the girl's ear, "I invite you to drink!" ”

It's too domineering, it's a straight one, completely subverting the three of them's previous view of the world of pickled girls, it turns out that pickled girls can also be so domineering, and they don't care about other people's feelings at all.

The Lord is mighty!

Eevee hesitated at this time, and rushed down directly, ready to learn the same thing, and also soak a handful of girls domineeringly.

The girl almost screamed, but soon there was a tremble, and her ears were very sensitive and she blew a breath, and the girl who was blushing didn't hear what Jonk was talking about, and was held in her arms by a stranger, and her originally blushing cheeks lowered her head even more.

What's wrong with you? In the face of a stranger, how can I not even have the slightest refusal!

Jonke looked at the girl up close, it looked like she was eighteen or nineteen, the plain white and pure melon face seemed to be without makeup, the brown hair was coiled behind her head, only a few strands of long hair fell gently from the ears and lightly put it on the side of the face, the simple and gentle hairstyle, but it made the face very charming, or the plain white melon face was pure and powerful, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, with that pair of shining and charming big eyes, it is to bring this purity and clarity to the limit, and at a glance it will make people forget everything around them, It seems to be brought to a paradise of birds and flowers by that pure and simple face, which makes people's hearts quiet and natural.

Picked up the treasure, the best, such a girl actually let him meet the first official flower picking, the absolute ancestor blessed, of course, Qiong Ke did not expect the method of picking girls taught by the old man Ouyang, so effective, it seems that Jiang is still old and spicy, and the flower thief is still becoming more and more chicken thief.

"Let's go, forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jonker, what about you?"

"Ah, my name is Miranda Kerr!"