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The morning light shines into the window lattice and fills the small living room. The sandbags are swaying back and forth in the sound of boxing, and the sweat is sliding down the dark skin. Soon, the black man is listening to the music played on the earphones, wiping off the sweat on his face, and walking to the stove. Turn on the microwave, heat up hot dogs and sandwiches, turn out the oatmeal and pour it into a cup for brewing.
Outside, the voices of people were noisy, the sound of car horns, and the unique rhythmic scolding sound of black guys intertwined together, and it was transmitted to the window lattice above. Floor walked to the window, looked at the golden autumn sun, and stretched comfortably. The muscles of the chest, arms, shoulders and neck all stretched and swelled at this moment, accumulating majestic strength.
With a bone cracking sound, Wang Ruhu moved his shoulders comfortably, only to realize that he hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time.
'It's coolCould it be because of the big fight last night? '
¡®Or is it because of bringing Li Ran¡¯s matter to an end? '
From the living room, Toli said: "Master Wang, it's time to eat!" Wang Ruhu took a deep breath, looked at the Peking Opera mask on the bedside, and shrugged his shoulders like these Westerners.
'Never mind him, it's important to eat first. '
After fighting all night, he was indeed a little hungry, but the breakfast prepared by the black man was not even half-full, so he had to go out to find fast food restaurants or convenience stores to fill his stomach.
I asked Tori for an outfit, green floral trousers, and a cool skull T-shirt. I stepped out of the apartment door in slippers. I met a Mexican woman and her husband in the stairwell. Mediterranean Sea, who is not tall, seems to be timid, when he saw Wang Ruhu coming down, he quickly pulled the woman back to the side, and when he passed, he whispered to the woman.
"Did you see it? There are a lot of bad guys here. You ran into this guy last night."
"That white fat man was killed by him last night, and the body was disposed of by a nearby nigger. When he came back from the night shift, he happened to bump into him."
"I'm usually not here. You'd better not go downstairs. There are more than one or two bad guys here. Most of the neighborhood is bad."
Wang Ruhu, who went downstairs first, could hear the nagging words of advice clearly. As a husband telling his wife who smuggled from Mexico to pay attention, this is nothing more than normal. He couldn't get angry, and turned his head to the man Laughed a bit.
The latter quickly shut his mouth, subconsciously moved towards his wife.
Outside, the gangsters entrenched in the area, and some black people who had helped, probably knew who came out of the building, and they all raised their hands to greet Wang Ruhu. Those who could cut off their heads were all ruthless people, this kind of ruthlessness On the contrary, it made them feel closer. After all, this kind of place is not for kind people.
? Of course, those who know about this matter are only a small number. There are many black gangs coming and going in the neighborhood. When they see Wang Ruhu, a Chinese man with a strong physique, they still make provocative movements, or try to surround him with malicious intentions.
Wang Ruhu was directly staggered by a step, and bumped into him with his shoulder, knocking people down in an understatement. Some people even took out a dagger, but he twisted it into twists.
A group of street gangsters who were watching were stunned for a while.
After leaving the o block, I came to the fast food restaurant outside, bought some hamburgers and hot dogs, and casually settled them in the store with tomato soup. When I was munching, the window next to me slammed twice.
A Caucasian woman in a snake-print short skirt and a short-sleeved shirt pushed up the toad sunglasses on her face, revealing a pair of light blue eyes, and waved at him with a smile.
Immediately, he ran in with a small bag on his shoulders, went to the counter to order food, and ran to sit next to Wang Ruhu as if he was familiar with it.
"Oriental Hercules, why do I meet you everywhere?"
It should be me who asked this question, why did I meet this American woman who sucks big things here again.
Wang Ruhu chewed the food in his mouth, he couldn't speak, so he just smiled.
Next to it, there was another 'wow'. Linda looked at the several hamburgers and hot dogs piled up on the table in surprise, and probably felt that she had eaten too much.
The red nail tips also touched the muscles on the arm of the oriental man in front of him.
"Your muscles are so strong stronger than a bodybuilding champion."
Wang Ruhu gulped down a mouthful of tomato soup, swallowed the food, retracted his elbows indistinctly, moved his arms from under her fingernails, and looked at this enthusiastic woman in English that was not very fluent.
"Why are you here?"
"Business." Linda propped her chin, pointing to the scorching sun outside: "You know, I'm just the boss' assistant.??, I need to do a lot of errand work, and the sun is so hot outside that I can only go out. "
A voice from the counter called her. Seeing that the food ordered was ready, the woman couldn't continue talking. Before leaving, she quickly pinched the muscles in Wang Ruhu's hands, stuck out the tip of her tongue, and grabbed four fingers. Pursing his lips, he said silently, "Goodbye."
Then he went out and walked to the car parked outside. On the co-pilot next to him, there was a young and handsome white man in a T-shirt. The latter was talking and joking with Linda intimately. When he looked at him, he raised his chin provocatively. , and then drove away from here with the woman.
'It seems that this woman has come out of the shadow of being cheated on. '
Wang Ruhu turned his gaze back, and was interrupted by the other party, his appetite was not as good as before, so he asked the waiter to help prepare paper bags for packing, and then went to a nearby convenience store to buy some daily necessities.
About 10 to 20 minutes had passed since I came out. On the way back to the block, I saw a red car parked on the side of the road in the distance, with a trash can in front of it. Eight black people surrounded the front of the car, fidgeting with knives and cursing. With an ugly word, he hooked his hand and asked the man in the co-pilot to take out the money, and without waiting for the other party to count, he snatched it and put it in his trouser pocket.
On the other side, the woman driving the car was Linda who had just left. She waved open a few pairs of black palms that she touched from time to time, and was so frightened that she wanted to pull out her mobile phone to call the police, but was snatched away by the other party.
"Asshole, that's the mobile phone I just bought. The loan has not been repaid yet. Damn it, return it to me!"
"Please let us leave, the money has already been given to you." The young man in a T-shirt tried to negotiate, but was punched in the face by the other party, bleeding from the corner of his mouth. Looking at the tip of the knife handed to him, he timidly moved back Shrunk.
The yelling woman didn't dare to speak at this time. She watched several black men sizing her up maliciously, and some even stretched out their hands to pull her out of the car.
"Take your hands away, don't!" Linda folded her arms and leaned towards the passenger side, screaming in fright, but the surrounding black people became more excited and shook the car vigorously to scare the couple inside.
The hot air flew in with a whistling sound, pushing the black palm on the side of the hood, and suddenly a stone hit the back of the hand, and the painful black man covered his hand and turned his head.
An Asian man carrying a paper bag, wearing green floral shorts, and a short-sleeved T-shirt with a skull printed on his upper body, was standing at the crossroads in the street with slippers on, looking towards them.
Among the several black people, someone recognized the man and whispered to his companion twice. The latter nodded and waved to Wang Ruhu as a signal, and then called the other three to collect the banknotes and leave.
Seeing that the danger was lifted, Linda looked in the rearview mirror, leaned half of her body out of the car door and glanced at the back. Over there, only a figure in shorts disappeared at the intersection with a paper bag. The male companion on the side urged: " Linda, honey, let's get out of here, the black people here are not friendly."
"Trash."
The woman watched the figure over there disappear, sat back, and looked at the boyfriend of the co-driver, except for a handsome appearance, without any masculinity or blood, and immediately felt unsatisfactory.
Cursed at him, started the car and backed away, bypassed the trash can, stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the street nervously
When Wang Ruhu went back downstairs, he saw the Mexican woman he met outside the door gesticulating with a black man, talking about something, but this was someone else's business. Wang Ruhu went upstairs with the paper bag, returned to the room, and shouted Twice, Negro Tori is not in the apartment.
'He also said that he was going to teach him some basic fighting. '
Putting down the paper bag, Wang Ruhu went to the bathroom, took off his shirt and was about to take a shower. The figure reflected in the mirror on the wall made him stunned for a moment.
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?The gunshot wounds from last night, on the chest, abdomen have disappeared one by one. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com