Chapter 377 African hooligan

The battles in the city during the day are commonplace for the people here.

On the dilapidated street outside, the beaten civilians lie in the ditch, and no one collects the body;

But in the bar at the Caesar Palace Hotel, I was still drunk and dreaming.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The heavy bass vibrates the eardrums and the music with a strong sense of rhythm are exactly the tone that blacks like.

Zhao Yan was wearing a straight suit, which was quite like a big boss.

He took a few subordinates into the bar. There were many people inside, including black and white people. He twisted his heart with the rhythm, and the crowd was filled with sweat.

You can see that there are several small square stages in a large bar, and each stage has a straight and upright steel pipe.

Under each steel pipe, there was at least one woman twisting her heart's content!

These dancers, including black and white, are naked, or just block a piece of cloth underneath, and key parts appear and appear, which is very tempting!

"This is too open!" Dong Wei was stunned when he saw these scenes rarely seen in China.

"Can't you help me?" Zhao Yan said, "What are the dollars I have allocated to you for saving? You have to spend them as much as you should! Get one, be careful to use a condom!"

Dong Wei was a little embarrassed and smiled bitterly, "I'm still a virgin."

Although they said it in Chinese, Vincent still guessed the content of their conversation, immediately grabbed Dong Wei's shoulder and said, "The little chicken that has not been consecrated yet! Hahaha, you must have never tasted a woman, right? You are not as good as me in this regard. Do you want me to demonstrate to you?"

The others laughed unruly.

Soon they arrived near the bar, which was a large oblong bar, with many men and women surrounding the bar, drinking and chatting.

Boss Haraway was standing at the bar, talking to three white women in exposed clothes.

"You guys go play with you." Zhao Yan asked his subordinates to scatter and walked to the bar by himself.

Seeing Zhao Yan coming, Boss Haraway immediately came over and signaled the bartender with his bow tie to pour a glass of beer for Zhao Yan.

"You have a good reputation." Zhao Yan said with a smile.

"That's what business people need." Boss Haraway said again, "The three female reporters over there probably want to go to Khajangsa and are looking for someone to go with you. If you are willing to bring them, you may not have anything to happen."

Seeing that the men on Harawi's face knew how to smile, Zhao Yan took a sip of wine and asked, "Are you all interviewing now?"

"That's not necessarily the case. The key is whether you are charming or not. Black people like us don't have a chance." Haraway laughed.

While talking, the three white female reporters in open clothes also noticed that Zhao Yan's outfit was unusual and walked over with a wine glass.

These three men all look average, but they are better than young, ocean horses.

"Asian?" A female reporter held a wine glass and looked at Zhao Yan with blue eyes, and smiled, "It's rare to see Asians here, are they from Yingguo?"

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Zhao Yan, Chinese."

"Chinese? Hong Kong Island?" asked the female reporter again.

"No, mainland Chinese."

After Zhao Yan's statement, the three white female reporters immediately lost interest.

In that era, Chinese people were often looked down upon abroad. The three white women walked away without even introducing their own names.

"It seems you are not charming enough, either." Boss Haraway shrugged.

Zhao Yan didn't take it seriously, and asked with a smile, "Where are the people you want to introduce to me?"

"That kid should be dancing."

After a while, a very young black man came over. He was wearing a colorful shirt, hugging two plump black girls on the left and right, and with several younger brothers behind him.

Haraway then said, "Dowson, this is the Asian boss I told you."

"Okay, I'm going to have a serious matter." Dawson reached out and patted the black girl's butt, pointed at the bartender and said, "Give them beer and marijuana to me!"

Then, the black guy took a bottle of beer and turned to Zhao Yan and smiled, "Asian boss, I'm Dawson. I heard you are very interested in General Olva! I may be able to provide you with something, but the key is you."

As he said that, he used his finger to count money.

"This is not a problem." Zhao Yan reached out and took out a large stack of dollars in his pocket.

Dawson and many black people around him suddenly lit up when they saw so much money.

"Asian boss, you are so rich!" Dawson became more enthusiastic. He smiled and approached Zhao Yan, hugged Zhao Yan's shoulder and said, "What do you want to know? As long as you are willing to give money, I can tell you what color of pants General Olva wore today!"

Zhao Yan's face was calm and said, "Are you really that familiar with General Olva? I seem to hear that you are just the younger brother of one of his 48 wives. Are you sure General Olva knows your name?"

Dawson suddenly looked embarrassed, and he smiled, "Maybe I am really just a little person in Karma, but no one knows General Olva better than me here! Although General Olva may not know my name, they will definitely not touch me in the green orangutans here!"

"Is that?" Zhao Yan heard what this guy meant. This kid was using General Olva's brother-in-law to cheat everywhere.

However, Zhao Yan even more suspects that this is a liar!

"Asian boss, I know you don't believe me, but I won't let you down." Dawson blew his breath and took out a photo while speaking, "See, this is my sister, this is General Olva, this is me!"

This is the first time Zhao Yan has seen a photo of General Olva. This is a black man with a big head and feels like a pig's head.

"How about it, do you believe it now?" Dawson said with a wink, "I have a lot of expenses recently. As long as you are willing to pay, I will tell you everything."

"With this photo, how much money have you paid outside?" Zhao Yan asked after taking a sip of beer.

"Asian boss, you can't say that. I really know something!"

"Then tell me about the African black wizard!" Zhao Yan then looked into his eyes and said.

"I've seen the African black wizard!" Dawson said carelessly, "His witchcraft is very powerful. Living people can become dead, and dead people can become alive! The last time a dog my sister raised died, she was very sad. Then General Olva said that he asked the black wizard to use witchcraft! He actually saved the dog. It was amazing!"

"Wow!" All the black men and women around exclaimed, looking at Dawson in amazement.

Dawson was still bragging, "And then there is another one"

After hearing this, Zhao Yan was sure that this was a liar.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!