"This is my girlfriend, are you, what's wrong?"

Wang Jie walked over directly, hugged Angel, looked at Paris next to him, and then ignored the man's inquiry questioning, but said to Angel, "You can go home."

It is normal to have a beautiful girlfriend and being called by someone. Fortunately, Angel doesn't look down on these people at all, so Wang Jie doesn't care at all. He doesn't even ask about the man's name, and even glances at him with contempt. This small detail made the man angry. He walked to Wang Jie, reached out to stop him, and said, "Hey, stop, how can you control the personal freedom of such a beautiful lady? Have you brought the habits of your country to our United States? This is the United States."

As he said that, he asked a few young people around him who were dressed and temperamental. Everyone burst into laughter. Wang Jie narrowed his eyes and looked at these people. He suddenly hugged An Qier's shoulder and moved his right hand. It was a straight sword style. He only made a move with his hands, but did not take real action. His meaning was very clear, "Do you want to beat these guys?"

Angel's head twisted gracefully, and his hair touched the back of his neck, causing a hint of chill. After thinking about it, he deliberately made a louder sound so that the person opposite could hear it, saying, "Oh, it's really late, so don't go home tonight. Let's go to the hotel to check in, and we'll go to school together tomorrow."

Angel seemed to understand what Wang Jie wanted to say and why he said that, so he said understandingly: "Okay, I don't want to go home either." Her little bird's look stunned by the rich young men, and immediately became brave. The guy who had been pleasing Angel had the courage from nowhere. He walked up to Wang Jie and said a swear word. The map cannon was a bit big, and he included more than one billion people in one go. Wang Jie turned around and Angel pulled his hand, as if saying, don't be impulsive.

Looking around, there were many celebrities and reporters following him, all of whom noticed the little fluctuations here. Several reporters seemed to have seen the news source and raised their cameras, as if they were about to take pictures when there was a turmoil. Seeing that there were many people, the white rich young man who had just scolded seemed to be more energetic. He had already thought about it. As long as he dared to beat himself in such a public place, I would let my father sue him.

As expected, Wang Jie sighed inwardly and hugged the warm An Qier beside him again. She is really a beauty, but this disaster must be protected and no one can touch it. As for this insult, he never cared about it. As long as he avenged his revenge, he still cared about what he was talking about.

He suddenly laughed loudly and said jokingly: "I think I should ask, which family you are from, why are you so suicidal? Do your father know that you don't care about your life?"

The man seemed to have some courage, raised his head higher, and said, "I am Mike Clock, my family belongs to the Clock family, you have heard of it."

Where did this family come from? I just met Kennedy. I also asked if that elder sister belongs to the Kenny family. Of course not. I dare not name Americans more casually. There are many cases of renames. A certain surname is relatively important. Wang Jie squinted his eyes and said with a sarcastic look: "I haven't heard of it, what are you doing."

For some reason, Mike is not very clear now. Although his tutoring is not strict, he is not so impulsive. But now he just wants to bark: "My family is the founder family of McDonald's, and the Clock family, you have always heard of it."

"Ah, I've eaten it. The burgers you sell are pretty good... Wait, can burgers buy such expensive clothes? You must have to work hard for a long time for your parents." Wang Jie was so lazy that he was too lazy to pay attention to him. He was bullied by the rich n generation and then fought back, and was slapped in the face and then slapped in the face. Then this n generation gathered a group of fish to send experience to the girls to retaliate. Then the protagonist took action and directly pushed back and found that he had the ambition to usurp the throne. Ah no, this is the United States, it turned out that he had the intention to promote gczy, which was not right. I myself seemed to have two party members at home.

Mike seemed even more angry: "Don't you understand? It's the Clock family and the director of the McDonald's Charity Foundation. Okay, you definitely don't understand anyway. Haha, you Chinese come to the United States, and you still come to McDonald's to work. I swear, I must have seen this Chinese in the McDonald's store on the Avenue of Stars."

I was also drunk and had something to do with a rich generation who was obviously scrambling to die every day. Wang Jie sighed inwardly, has he been in the United States for nearly four years, and his daily study has been ruined, but in the past year, he has been living between fighting and preparing for battle.

What is the first element when fighting in a group? You cannot be afraid, you cannot be messed up, and you cannot retreat.

It is better to cut off the enemy's finger than to hurt ten fingers. Find the weakest and most face-to-face one in front of you and slap it over. Then you won't suffer any loss no matter how you fight. It doesn't matter what method you use, and where you fight. The most important thing is that this ruthless force suppresses all the enemies and scares them, which is the chance to win.

This includes the true teachings of Grandpa Mao back then and the teachings of his father for many years. However, at this point in time and at this position, it is indeed not suitable to fight. Wang Jie looked at the stars around him and the reporters who were afraid that the world would not be in chaos. He was not talking about superman who practiced the ultimate in various numerical values, or exchanged for some magicians who could hypnotize hundreds of people at one time. In this case, what can he do and beat them up?

Then, no matter how he deals with it afterwards, this kid will definitely make a fuss. No matter how powerful Robert is, he will never be able to compete with the entire country here.

Suddenly, he remembered a passage that his father had been obsessing with:

Fighting with the sky is endless joy!

Fighting with the earth will bring endless joy!

Fighting with others will bring endless fun!

This is a poem from a great man when he was a young man. Later, he was tampered with by some ulterior motives. The word "Struggle" was removed and it became a fight with others. The joy was endless. Although the great man was slandered, the truth remained in the minds of Wang Jie's fathers until it was finally passed on to Wang Jie's heart.

He read many martial arts novels, many classics, many Mao Zedong's selections. He is a warrior who can fight bravely and wisely.

When it is time to fight, he is the most capable of fighting. When it is time to use his brain, he is the best at using his brain.

Wang Jie suddenly took down the hand holding An Qier and shouted: "Kneel down! Apologize!" This sound was very strong, and in an instant, the entire hall could be heard. In English, it happened to be four words: "kneeldown! Saysorry!"

With a "bang", Mike Kloak just knelt on his knees and kneeled in front of him. It was as if it was not a brain manipulation at all. But after hearing Wang Jie's call, he immediately knelt down. Mike Kloak even felt that his knees were very painful, which shows how fierce the impact force hit the marble floor was.

Wang Jie looked at the white man kneeling in front of him and felt very happy. He hugged Angel in his arms again, feeling that his height was a little higher, and said, "Ah, you really kneel down, um, it means you are still very conscientious," he immediately waved his hands and said to several people in the circle next to him who were snaking photos of Mike kneeling in front of him, "Everyone has seen it. Just now, Mr. Mike Clock and I, um, are the founder family of McDonald's, and this person from the Clock family, had a little misunderstanding. He seemed to have used some very bad and racial words. If I didn't hear it clearly, I'll let you do it again."

Wang Jie took out a very small machine, and without asking, it was exchanged from the gem. He pressed one hand and all the bastards that Mike Clock had just said were broadcast truthfully. It was just a few words of yellow people. Even Charles, the British ****, was exposed to say this, but he had never been recorded. Now, when everyone listened, they knew that Mike couldn't feel so sad now.

Of course, although such words are a crime, it is impossible to kill someone in one go, so Wang Jie thought about it for a while, took out a small tape from the tape recorder, and then said, "Since you apologize sincerely, I will forgive you. This is a tape, you can take it."

The friend next to Mike just came to help him at this time, but it was not good to be hit by Wang Jie's force in the knee, especially such a young man who has been pampering for life. He didn't have time to pick up the tape that Wang Jie had thrown over without his good intentions. He was thrown in another direction "accidentally" and hit a reporter standing next to him. The reporter looked at the micro tape and suddenly understood. Then he picked up the tape and started running out. Several reporters next to him immediately woke up and followed him out, shouting: "Hey, I'll give it to you next time if I have an exclusive one."

Others don’t know what’s going on. Mike was just helped up. It’s obvious that his knee injury was unclear, and at least he was paralyzed for a while. Wang Jie took the opportunity to say, “Okay, brother, I forgive you, but the tape is blamed for being accidentally taken away by those reporters. Why don’t you chase after me?”

Mike had never encountered such a thing. His words were recorded by Wang Jie and he "accidentally" threw them to the reporters. Some of the playboys around him were not stupid. They immediately grabbed him and said, "Go and stop those reporters."

I was confused, Mike was limping and was pulled away by the playboys, and he was still shouting, "You can wait and see."

Isn't the rabbit waiting to see? Wang Jie waved his hand and said, "Okay, that young man will learn a lesson. Now, Angel, it's time for us to leave."

Looking at this young man, everyone suddenly felt a little scared. They could not carry a recorder with them to prevent others from talking. This is simply a fantasy in America. Who would dare to interview Wang Jie in the future? He wouldn’t have been recorded by this kid.

This is why Wang Jie, who has experienced too little, is so why. Fortunately, there is a virtuous supporter, An Qier, who suddenly stared at him and said, "Dear, why is there a tape recorder in your pocket? I haven't seen you buy it."

While speaking, her eyes blinked charmingly, as if they had a deep meaning. Wang Jie immediately understood that if someone was in the Hollywood circle and was thought to carry a recorder to eavesdrop on the news, then you would have lived a life of overwhelmingly in any country in the world.

He had been making up lies for the past few days, so he immediately had another idea, hugged the beauty in his arms with a wicked smile, and said, "This is for recording. I originally planned to record the sound of our words tonight." When he said this, he deliberately whispered very quietly, but he also maintained a sound that was enough for several people around him to hear. "I have already thought about it."

Wang Jie had a somewhat obscene and lustful smile, and the people around him suddenly realized that this guy had prepared a recorder to record the intimate voice with Angel. It was really lustful, but why did it sound so exciting? Let's try it next time.

Just as Wang Jie took Angel and Paris out of the hotel, in the corner of the hall, Dan was savoring the glass of Chinese wine beautifully. Hearing the footsteps of Robert coming from behind, he turned his head, his eyes filled with praise and appreciation, and said, "Ah, this is what a woman should dress up."

Robert ignored him and asked, "Did you bewitched by Jabbar?"

Dan nodded in agreement and said, "It's nothing. I just have a little stock of the Lakers in my hand. I can still do it. I just said that as long as he raises the Little Golden Man and makes a joke, he can recommend him to join the Lakers. It's okay to be a full-time coach at the center first."

Robert said angrily: "Why do you want to tease that child? If something unexpected happens in the middle, what do you use to compensate?"

Their voice was not loud and spoke very quickly. Dan said to the bartender casually. "Give this lady a glass of ice water, she needs to reduce the fire." While holding the ice water, he turned around and said, "Isn't it the heir of Eastern civilization? I have some magical powers that have not been disclosed by the East, and some medicines and prescriptions, which represent some financial interests. If you really care, just grab the person and use various means of forced confession. Isn't the thing done?"

Dan said, took the clear water from the bartender's hand and handed it to Roberto very gentlemanly. Because the bartender was an ordinary person, Roberto took the water cup, then put it down angrily, and said, "We will not violate the laws of this country. We have always maintained the system in a law-abiding way, so that we will not violate the laws set by our ancestors."

"Half of ancestors, half." Dan said sarcastically, "I thought that you have been in South America for a long time and have been infected with the tyrannical customs of the indigenous people."

Robert whispered in a low voice: "That's not as good as in North America. You will only use your rights and money to stir up the world behind you. What kind of spicy chickens are you all transforming into."

Dan said: "Everyone, as aliens living among the mainstream humans in this world, we are already under tremendous pressure. Once the facts are revealed by the Vatican, well, the reason they dare not be because they are afraid that we will also make it public. The Vatican has lost the protection of God, so both sides are like two children, secretly intimidating each other. Yes, we are afraid that humans will know that among them, there are really a group of vampires and werewolfs who are different from them. At that time, we will die, but what does it have to do with that little Chinese boy?"

Robert approached Dan and looked around quietly. At this time, the crowd had already begun to leave the venue and go back to their homes, or a couple, men, women, etc. If you look at each other, you will naturally find a place to post and say, "You should know that we have reached a preliminary reconciliation with the Vatican."

Dan raised his glass again, took a cocktail with a heroic sip. After hearing this, he immediately said, "This is a good thing. Maybe I can go to the Vatican and hold a grand xingai party at the office of the Pope, and find 100 women of all ethnic groups and dress up as nuns. Ha, I won't let the Pope feast his eyes at that time."
Chapter completed!