"What performance will start?" Bai Hou didn't understand what Jiang Xiaobai meant.

Jiang Xiaobai looked embarrassed when he heard this and explained: "This is a classic gangster, little yellow-haired man. You can't even experience such obvious tricks of pretending to be a pig and eating tiger outfits than fighting monsters?"

"boring."

The leading yellow-haired gangster saw that Bai had no expression behind him, thinking that he was despising them, and his face became even more disgusting.

"Hey, little guy, don't force me to do it. Seeing that the knife is not there, I will stab you into a hornet's nest."

Bai Hou looked at the gangster calmly, took out a 300g gold bar from the space bag in his arms and threw it on the ground.

"Do you know Whit Field? Take me to find him. This gold bar is yours."

The gold bar fell on the ground and made a dull metal sound. The plump luster was like aphrodisiac, causing the four gangsters to breathe rapidly and their eyes widened.

"This...this..."

The yellow-haired gangster swallowed a few mouthfuls, squatted down and picked up the gold bar, and his hands were trembling.

I'm just a robbery, my friend, you actually lost a gold bar?!

It seemed that he still couldn't believe it, and the yellow-haired gangster even slapped himself in the face.

The scorching touch on his cheeks stimulated him, his eyes full of excitement.

This gold bar is at least 200 grams, and it can be sold for more than 10,000 US dollars.

I'm so damn!

"Then do you know Whit Field?"

The yellow-haired gangster recovered from the daze and did not answer positively. After he looked up and down, his eyes showed great greed.

"You are so rich, there should be more than this one, right?"

Hearing the yellow-haired gangster's words, the remaining three gangsters realized that there was a big fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered in front of them.

"I paid for information, why didn't they answer?" Bai Hou was incomprehensible to the reaction of the gangster.

"I guess you didn't pretend to be a comparison." Jiang Xiaobai asked after hearing Bai's question, forcibly holding it back and not laughing.

"What is pretending to be a comparison?" Bai Hou asked humbly.

"Pretty comparison is... well... to show your strength, be simple, rough and domineering." Jiang Xiaobai had already started to talk nonsense seriously.

"I see."

Facing the fierce look of the yellow-haired gangster, Bai Hou stepped forward two steps and snatched the fruit knife in his hand.

"Fake!"

The yellow-haired gangster then came to his senses, screamed, and surrounded Bai Hou with his gold bars and three accomplices.

Bai Hou took the fruit knife and looked around, then reached in front of her stomach and gestured.

Seeing this, the four yellow-haired gangsters were extremely surprised and thought that the white queen was going to commit suicide by separatism, so they hurriedly dissuaded them.

"Hey, brother, if you have something to discuss, don't be impulsive!"

"We don't want gold bars anymore." A slightly fat gangster shouted.

"Who said I don't want gold bars!"

The yellow-haired gangster gave the fat man a trembling stern and cursed: "Get out to record the video quickly. It was him who committed suicide on his own initiative, it has nothing to do with us!"

Bai Hou glanced at the four people indifferently and stabbed the fruit knife into the stomach.

"No!" The four gangsters were worried about suicide after seeing Bai and wanted to commit suicide by cesarean section. If this was because they robbed and killed someone, they would be sentenced to life.

"When~"

After practicing the middle level of the Golden Bell Cover, he ignores the damage of ordinary sword attacks with white attributes and can even shatter white weapons. The fruit knife stabbed in the stomach, just like a wafer biscuit, and it was broken into several pieces.

Through Bai Hou's perspective, when the four gangsters' chins were almost shocked, Jiang Xiaobai laughed in the interior and leaned back and forth.

"Invisible costumes are the most deadly, hahahaha."

"Go away!"

Seeing that something was wrong, the yellow-haired gangster exclaimed, and the four of them ran toward each other.

The white queen was in secret and the sky was extremely cold, and a very thin piece of ice was created in front of the yellow-haired gangster.

Slurry.

The yellow-haired gangster didn't have time to look at the ground, and caught off guard and slid directly onto the thick ground.

"Damn it!"

The yellow-haired gangster hurriedly wiped the corner of his bleeding mouth with his sleeves, and stood up and continued to run away.

As long as the gold bar is there, what is the point of suffering from minor injuries?

Slurry.

The yellow-haired gangster slipped again.

"Fake!"

Before he could stand up, Bai Hou had already walked up to him, pinched the yellow-haired gangster's neck, and pressed it against the electric pole beside him and asked.

"Do you know Whit Field?"

The powerful force made the yellow-haired gangster unable to break free because his throat was pinched and he couldn't speak. He nodded first, then shook his head.

"After asking you, do you know it?"

The yellow-haired gangster had difficulty breathing, his face was a little purple, and he pointed his finger at his throat.

Bai Hou let go and looked at the other person coldly.

"I know, ahem, I know."

The yellow-haired gangster walked his chest with his hands and kept coughing, "I'm not familiar with him. I heard that he had made a fortune a few days ago and moved to Manhattan with his girlfriend."

It seems that Field is not in Brooklyn. Could it be that Dr. Alice is there?

"Then do you know Dr. Alice Copin?"

"I have seen it on TV, but I don't know it." The yellow-haired gangster answered truthfully.

"Okay, give me your phone."

"Ah?" The yellow-haired gangster looked depressed, thinking that he had been eaten by the white and black. After a long time of struggling, he handed over the new iPhone3gs released in June this year.

Baihou stuffed the gold bar into the hands of the yellow-haired gangster and said in a deep voice.

"Dr. Alice Copin is now in Brooklyn. This gold bar is the reward paid to you. Please help me find out her or Field's specific whereabouts within three days, and call me this time. If you find any one, add one gold bar. If you find both, add three."

"Okay... OK, sir."

The yellow-haired gangster held the gold bars, looking at the white back as if he was looking at the God of Wealth, his eyes shining brightly.

Compared with gold bars worth more than 10,000 US dollars, losing a mobile phone worth 500 US dollars is a trivial matter.

If you find two people, you can get a total of four gold bars. This is simply a fortune. You only need to spend 1 ooo dollars on the black market to offer a reward of these two people. You can make a fortune by being a middleman.

"I don't need an approximate location, I want accurate locations and witnesses."

"Don't worry, sir." The yellow-haired gangster slapped his chest and promised confidently. "I, Bob, grew up in Brooklyn, please leave it to me. There is an old saying in the East, called "Three feet to shovel the ground..."

"Dig three feet of the ground." Bai Hou reminded.

"Yes, I will dig out three feet of the ground, and I, Bob, will dig out the two of them!"

"Okay, wait for your call."

"Okay, sir." Looking at Baihou's back, Bob and the chicken nodded violently as if pecking at rice.

The best way to find someone in the huge Brooklyn is to pass these gangsters.

Without it, except for the police station, finding people through local gangsters is the fastest.

Bob and the other four gathered together, discussing how to divide the spoils, the fat gangster exclaimed.

"He's back!"

The four of them were shocked and looked at Bai Hou who had returned, and stood there on the spot, not knowing what to say.

Bai Hou spread his hands, his thumbs and index fingers intertwined, and compared a money gesture.

"Sir, wasn't this gold bar a good advance payment?"

Bob was afraid that he would come back to get the gold bars back after returning, so he hurriedly held the gold bars in his arms.

"Do you have cash? I don't have money to take a taxi."

The four of them were stunned, look at me, look at you.

It’s because I don’t have money to rob. Brother, are you still asking us for money?

Under the real strength of Bai Hou (      ei    ), the four of them honestly handed over all the US dollars on their bodies.

"Let's go slowly, sir."

Looking at the background of Bai Hou leaving, Bob and the other two dared not stay for a long time and quickly left.
Chapter completed!