Move, and You Do It

Shredder had just come out of the duct, when he heard the warning that was on a loop. He was stunned. A fire? What a coincidence.

He didn't notice the drone above the door; he didn't care what kind of alarms were used here.

In any case, half of the fleeing audience members were still blocking the back of the hall, and a small portion were still making their way slowly from the front.

There were even a dozen men who ran to the stage to take advantage of the opportunity to get close to the beauties.

It wasn't that these people were blinded by temptation, but that the exit was blocked by everyone else. They definitely wouldn't be able to get out for the time being.

At that moment, the clothes of several of the women on stage were a little disheveled, revealing their curves.

If the men didn't get some benefits now, when would they?