Yang Luo held the wine glass in front of him with his fingers and did not speak. The Russian beauty asked, "When are you going to do it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, another group of people walked in outside the bar. The leader was a European, about two meters tall, with big arms and round waists. Wearing an elastic vest on the upper body, wide camouflage pants on the lower body, and marine boots on the feet. The muscles on his body are like hard rocks. One can tell at a glance that the power hidden in this guy's body is absolutely terrifying.
The Russian beauty was taken aback when she saw the big European man, then her expression changed, and then she leaned into Yang Luo's ear and said, "The guy in front is the largest arms dealer in Europe and America, and his name is Ross. And that fat man, his father is Japanese, he His mother is American and used to be a stripper, this guy is an intelligence broker in Asia, as long as he has money, even his father can betray him."
A bright smile appeared on Yang Luo's face: "Everyone is betrayed, yet he is still alive."
The Russian beauty said: "That bastard has a lot of energy, and there are many intelligence brokers, but he is the best. It doesn't make any sense to kill him. After he dies, someone else will do it. Although such a person makes people hate , but it also has a great use value, so we all tacitly know that no one will touch him."
Yang Luo stroked his chin and said, "Why did they suddenly appear here?"
The Russian beauty shook her head: "When I first came here, they showed up once and talked to those damn Brits for half an hour. I have been investigating and what they talked about at that time. But they did it very cleanly, I The investigation has not been clear. However, I sent this news back to the headquarters. According to the analysis of the headquarters, Ross came here in person, and it is very likely that the weapons supported by the United States and some Western countries are all provided through him."
Yang Luo nodded: "Your analysis is correct."
At this time, the five bands dressed as hippies took the stage again, and then the loud music sounded again. Then two strippers also came on stage, showing off their long and slender legs with the support of the pole to the blaring music. One of the women slowly leaned down, holding her double peaks with added materials in her hands, and winking at the guys with excess hormones below.
Another woman took a glass of wine from Thorn Bird's hand, and then clamped it with her processed double peaks. The two women drink to feed me, and I drink to feed you, with **** groans in their mouths . This greatly stimulated the men with excess hormones, and there was overwhelming applause and whistles. A large group of people took green banknotes, stuffed them into the two people's underwear, and then couldn't help touching the two people's valley.
Yang Luo watched as Ross and his group passed the bar, walked into a small door, and disappeared inside.
Yang Luo picked up the wine glass and drank the strong whiskey in one gulp. The burning sensation traveled down the esophagus to the bottom of the stomach. Then he put down his wine glass, with a weird smile on his face.
"Is there any other way to leave this bar?"
Seeing the smile on Yang Luo's face, the Russian beauty couldn't help but shudder: "No!"
Just as Yang Luo was about to speak, a middle-aged white man with dirty clothes and cloudy eyes swayed and stood up beside him. Then he walked over holding the chair, unsteady on his feet, and threw himself on Yang Luo's table. He raised his head, glanced at Yang Luo and the others, and said in blunt Japanese.
"Can you buy me a glass of wine!"
Yang Luo looked at this guy and said in Japanese: "Why should I buy you a drink?"
The white man looked at the wine glasses in front of the madman and Li Tao, and his throat rolled: "Aren't you Japanese rich? So what if you buy me a drink? I'm not greedy, I just want a small glass, just like the glass in front of them , just a little wine."
Yang Luo smiled, and still said in Japanese: "Okay, I invite you, because I like to make friends very much."
The white man's eyes lit up: "Friend, yes, yes, I also like to make friends." After speaking, he stretched out his hand, "My name is Diack!"
Yang Luo didn't think white people's hands were dirty, so he shook hands with him: "My name is Kamei Kiichi, and when I come to Japan, go to the Black Dragon Association to find me."
Diack drank a lot, but apparently he hadn't completely lost his mind. Hearing Yang Luo's words, he looked at Yang Luo suspiciously.
"Black Dragon Club?"
Yang Luo nodded: "Yes, I will treat you well when you arrive in Japan."
"Okay, okay!" Diack saw the lunatic pick up the wine glass to drink, and forgot what he wanted to say, "As long as you buy me a drink, then we will be friends from now on."
Yang Luo patted the plump buttocks of the Russian beauty: "Go, get him a glass of whiskey."
The Russian beauty didn't know what Yang Luo was doing, but she still giggled co-operatively. at Yang Luohuai Station"Japanese pig!" A black man cursed with his mouth open, shook his neck, and his grinning face, coupled with the blood on his face, looked hideous and terrifying, "I'm going to break your legs and stab them to pieces!" Your asshole!"
Yang Luo seemed to be very scared, and said in English tremblingly: "Hey, friend, I was just joking, and I didn't mean to offend."
The black ghost walked over slowly, and Yang Luo shook his hands anxiously: "Hey, hey, friend, don't do this, don't do this, I really didn't mean to offend, don't be like this"
The black ghost reached out and grabbed Yang Luo's collar, and lifted Yang Luo up: "Pig, I want you to see how powerful I am!"
Yang Luo grabbed the nigger's hands with both hands, kicked his feet non-stop, and shouted palely: "Let go of me, I am a member of the Japanese Black Dragon Association, if you dare to disrespect me, the Black Dragon Association will not let you go Yours."
The Black Dragon Society is indeed well-known among the international gangsters, and it is very deterrent to many people. Even those well-known mafia families would not easily provoke the Black Dragon Society if they had no conflict of interest. But against this nigger in front of him and a few others, it was completely useless. It's not that they have great backgrounds, but because they are outlaws, otherwise they wouldn't come here to pan for gold at this time.
"Hey hey"
The nigga gave a sinister grin: "Mongrel Black Dragon Society, what I hate the most are you disgusting Japanese pigs." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com