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Chapter 33 There is a wind on the long street, and it is slightly cold

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    The tall wine glass flew through the air, fell to the ground and fell to pieces, the fragments splashed out, and the wine stained the red carpet.

    "That Asian man actually rejected me, and my father, actually robbed his child of what he liked"

    In the room on the second floor of the Spence Nightclub, the young man sitting on the dark red sofa stomped his feet vigorously, slamming the shards of glass on the ground. The atmosphere was a bit dignified. The cleaning staff and the nearby bodyguards did not dare to speak casually.  , the only one who can speak at this time is the black man who often follows the young man.

    "Boss, you should want to"

    Snapped!

    A slap was slapped across the face, the black man pursed his lips and backed away, his eyes no longer looking at the boss' son on the sofa, who was still saying 'shut up.  ¡¯ ¡®Let you speak?  ¡¯ scolded.

    The voice was not loud, but everyone around could hear it clearly, which made the black man's lips turn white. Vickers glanced at the bodyguard, turned to look at the dance floor under the fence, and looked at the ring that fell last night.  Slowly ascend to the dome.

    "Since I was a child, no one has ever rejected me. This Oriental, and that Jew, have always wanted to climb up to my father from the very beginning, just to use me?"

    Sucking his nose, Vickers sat back on the sofa, facing a piece of paper spread out on the table, pressed his nose, leaned over to suck the powder on it, gave a shiver, his eyes were a little red and he twisted his neck.

    "Heheit must be like this"

    Vickers grinned ferociously, clenched his palms into fists on the coffee table, and suddenly yelled at the black man beside him, "Shut up!"

    The latter froze for a moment.

    I didn't speak half a word

    Quite innocently shrunk his neck, and took another half step back, Vickers twitched his neck, took a deep breath, pulled the clothes on the back of the sofa, put them on his shoulders, and stepped on his white patterned leather shoes  Stepping on the iron stairs and going down quickly.

    In the sound of 'da da' footsteps, he called all his confidants behind him and walked out of the nightclub.

    "Hehe If a father robs his son of a toy, then no one wants to play with it."

    A group of figures followed, got into the car one after another, and drove away from this side. In the street far away, in the southeast building, Wang Ruhu's eyelids twitched when he saw the blond woman being pushed over, and he kicked lightly with his foot.  The high-heeled shoe kicked off the woman's feet.

    The sunlight shines on the back of the chair through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The old man sitting on the chair glanced at the high-heeled shoes rolling on the ground out of the corner of his eye. This subtle movement made him look at the oriental man opposite and narrowed his eyes.

    "The money is not enough, or is my Lina not beautiful enough?"

    Over there, Wang Ruhu knew that he was not good at this, and his words could easily offend people, so he let the more professional Harold come, patted him on the shoulder, and listened to him.

    "This is not my strong point, you stay and deal with it, I will go back first."

    "How did you go back?"

    "walk."

    Hearing the reply, Harold stretched out his hand to pat the back of Wang Ruhu's hand twice, waving his hand to let him go first, and when he turned his face back, his face was instantly filled with a charming smile, and he wiped the stain on his lips.  A mustache, looking at the blonde.

    "My oriental martial artist needs abstinence in order to practice martial arts, why not give"

    On the opposite side, the old man also smiled, but waved his hand backwards. Lina, who was in the front, stepped back, folded her arms around her chest, cast a disdainful glance at the Jew, and turned her face away.

    "HeheSince I can fully represent your martial artist friend, that is the best. I like dealing with smart people very much."

    The old man asked the woman to pour two glasses of brandy over, and toasted Harold.

    "Just now my conditions have been laid out. Of course, there is a second choice. I believe you will not be willing to choose. If you agree, you can drink."

    The wine glass was lightly touched, Harold looked at the wine glass, and tapped his fingers back and forth on his stomach. He had seen a lot of life and death in Molossia, and the threatening words behind the other party made him laugh.  Voice.

    "Don't use the second choice to threaten death"

    On the desk, when the old man put down his wine glass, a delicate silver pistol was placed beside him. Harold let go of his fingers, spread his hands, and took the wine glass without hesitation.

    "I'm not afraid of death, I'm just thirsty."

    Kabok raised his glass appreciatively and touched him.

    "I think, I like people who are more up-to-date. Here's a toast to a good business."

    theto go.

    Being pinched by the opponent's bodyguard, Vickers turned around impatiently, tore off the broom, and was about to push the woman away, when Li Lan opened his mouth and spat out, flying into his face.

    "Dirty yellow-skinned woman"

    The young man wiped the drool off his face, picked up the broom in his hand, and hit it down with a stick. With a bang, the wooden part was interrupted abruptly.  Cheek, she opened her mouth.

    "Ah Hu put Ah Hu's things put down"

    There were water stains falling on the corners of his eyes, his body was staggering, and he murmured: "Pleasepleasetake Ahu'sthing"

    In an instant, another kick hit her abdomen. The woman stopped speaking and hit the wall directly.

    Vickers dropped his foot and wanted to punch a few times. On the street outside, he was also shocked by the movement here. The crowd rushed over, but they didn't dare to go forward. Looking from a distance, they saw the woman falling down with blood on her head.  A black man squeezed out and beat the nearest bodyguard. After one person was overthrown, he was pinned to the ground by the rest of the bodyguards. It was a crazy punch.

    Soon, the four cars parked on the side of the road started and sped away

    At the crossroads in front of the memorial archway of "The World is Public", Wang Ruhu walked along the street and was walking into Chinatown.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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