Chapter 513 Drinking, eating meat and sleeping with women
Chapter 513: Drinking wine, eating meat and sleeping with women
Fan Jianqiang didn't stay in New Haven for long. He bought an old Chevrolet SUV from Ouyang Xi and headed to Philadelphia.
I had just left New Haven and not long after driving on the highway, I suddenly saw a police car with flashing lights on the road ahead. Two authentic American police officers were holding police guns and shooting at a person!
Two gunshots!
The man fell to the ground!
Fan Qiangqiang had no entry record and no U.S. driver's license, so he didn't want to get into trouble. But the moment he drove by, he saw that the man who was shot turned out to have black hair and yellow skin!
"Gah!" Fan Jianqiang stepped on the brakes out of instinct! The wheels rubbed against the ground, making an unpleasant sound.
"What happened! Why did you shoot?!" Fan Jianqiang opened the car door and strode towards the man who was shot. Before getting out of the car, Fan Qianqiang used the body transformation technique and instantly transformed into Amu's appearance.
"Don't come close! Stand there! Don't move!" A policeman turned around and pointed his gun at Fan Qianqiang.
Another policeman saw that he also had black hair and yellow skin. He became wary and asked, "Do you know him?"
"I don't know him! Please answer my question! Why did you shoot? Is he a criminal?"
A policeman, armed with a pistol, approached the man who had been shot and fell to the ground and checked the documents in his pocket.
The policeman who pointed the gun at Fan Jianqiang said: "We have warned him and asked him to stop, but he did not stop. After we intercepted him, we asked him to put his hands on his head, but he did not do so and even stretched out his hands.
We suspect he is about to pull out a gun and is an extremely dangerous person! We have the right to stop crimes!"
Fan Jianqiang glared at him and said: "What if he doesn't understand English? What if he doesn't know what you are talking about! Why can't you shoot at his feet or hands? Why should you shoot at him?
Did he shoot him in a vital part?"
Fan Jianqiang walked over quickly, ignoring the policeman's threat.
"Hey, yellow man! Stop! Please leave immediately! Otherwise we will shoot!" The policeman who was searching for the shot person hurriedly pointed his gun at Fan Jianqiang.
Fan Jianqiang said sternly: "I am a doctor! I want to save people! Please shut up, otherwise I will immediately accuse you of racial discrimination! Get out of here!"
In the United States and even in some European countries, racial discrimination has always existed. Although this unfair discrimination has eased a lot in recent years, it does not mean that it no longer exists.
The United States, in particular, is a multi-racial country, and there is even more discrimination against yellow and black people. Although the government has repeatedly covered it up, everyone knows what this situation is like in the United States!
New Haven is just a small place, and the quality of the police here is naturally not as good as that of big cities like New York and Washington.
Seeing that Fan Jianqiang, a yellow man, was so rampant, the policeman was furious, his finger was already on the trigger, and he shouted: "Please stop immediately! Otherwise I will shoot!"
Fan Jianqiang shouted nonchalantly: "If you have the guts, shoot!"
The policeman was stunned, but he didn't expect that the other party was not afraid at all. He hesitated, subconsciously took a step back, and then immediately used the walkie-talkie to call for support.
Fan Jianqiang squatted down. The wounded man looked pale and thick blood was flowing all over the ground!
The police had already found his passport, and he turned out to be a Chinese!
He is from Hefei, Anhui Province, China. He is fifty years old and his name is Zhang Weibing.
Seeing the passport, Fan Jianqiang already felt a hint of anger in his heart.
At the moment, he didn't care anymore and took out a dagger. While using the healing light, he cut open Zhang Weibing's abdomen and took out the bullet!
His hands were all bloody and he was so frightened that the two policemen dared not approach him and were dumbfounded.
Using the healing light and the purifying light at the same time, the Hefei man's wounds healed quickly, but the two American policemen only saw him slicing the man's belly with a dagger that was not a scalpel at all, and then directly reached in to take it.
Bullet, and then covered his wound with his hand. This process really challenges the limit of what people can accept. One policeman couldn't hold it anymore at first, and he vomited. Vomiting can also be contagious, and the other policeman followed suit.
Vomited all over the floor.
After a while, Zhang Weibing came to his senses, touched his abdomen in fear, and exclaimed in Chinese: "It doesn't hurt anymore! Didn't I get shot?! How come I'm not dead?"
Fan Jianqiang smiled slightly: "Mr. Zhang, the police asked you to get out of the car and undergo inspection. Why didn't you cooperate? Unlike in China, the police here really dare to shoot!"
Zhang Weibing said: "I can't understand their language, I don't know what they asked me to do!"
Fan Jianqiang asked again: "Even if you don't understand English, you should be able to guess when I ask you to stop the car!"
Zhang Weibing said awkwardly: "I...I didn't apply for a temporary driver's license in the United States, and I couldn't understand what they were saying, so how could I not run away!"
Fan Jianqiang glared at him angrily: "You have to remember next time that American police officers wear real guns and live ammunition, not our Chinese traffic police! If you don't cooperate like this, who knows if you are a terrorist? No wonder
They're going to shoot!"
Fan Jianqiang turned back to the two policemen and said, "I understand. His name is Zhang Weibing. He is of Chinese nationality. He just doesn't understand English. It's a misunderstanding! You American police officers should improve their quality! They shoot people in the stomach at every turn.
Gun! Do you really treat Chinese people as second-class citizens?"
A policeman wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and asked: "Who are you! Please show me your ID!"
Fan Jianqiang ignored him and said to Zhang Weibing: "I guess you didn't do anything big. The big deal is just a fine of two US dollars. These poor guys owe China hundreds of billions in foreign debt. We are their creditors! Just treat it as such.
These fools are beggars, just give them some money!"
Fan Jianqiang put his hand into his pocket, used his skillful hand, and took out a stack of dollars, worth ten or twenty thousand, and handed it to Zhang Weibing, saying: "Take it to pay the fine. I have something else to do, so I won't stay any longer."
Fan Jianqiang walked to his car when a policeman shouted: "Please wait a moment! We want to check your ID!"
Fan Jianqiang was too lazy to pay attention to them and said: "I don't have time to waste time with you, I have important things to do!"
Fan Jianqiang opened the door and got into the car. At this time, a police siren sounded from behind.
A policeman fired a warning shot into the air and shouted: "Last warning! Please turn off the engine and get out of the car immediately, otherwise I will shoot!"
He didn't want to waste time with these policemen.
"Shoot if you dare!"
Fan Jianqiang stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away. He heard the sound of gunfire from behind, and the other party actually fired! Fan Jianqiang drove the car very fast all the way, and five police cars followed closely behind. It was really lively.
Okay, let’s play Death Racer, right? I like it!
Fan Jianqiang drove this old Chevrolet as if it were a Ferrari, racing all the way.
While running for more than 40 kilometers, a police car appeared in front of him to intercept and block the road. Fan Qiangqiang performed a thrilling stunt and knocked away a police car. Amidst the shouts of the police,
Fleeed again.
Until he ran to a gas station, Fan Jianqiang threw the car there, and his body transformed into a beautiful white woman, with her front and back bulging. She hitched a ride at the gas station. After a while, police cars swarmed over, and Fan Jianqiang faced the crowd in front of a large number of policemen.
, swayingly got into a large truck and hit the road again.
Two days later, Fan Qianqiang changed to several cars and finally arrived in Philadelphia.
This is the second time that Uncle Fan has come to the city of Philadelphia. He has had a very pleasant robbery experience, so he naturally has a good impression of this city.
Fan Jianqiang brought out Lao Bi, Amu, Wang Zusheng and Qiu Zhijie and asked them to provide information about the Blood Temple.
Fan Jianqiang's move was intended to test them.
If they have different intentions, Fan Jianqiang will no longer trust them and will throw them into the Xianhe territory as hard labor without hesitation.
As a result, Fan Jianqiang worried too much. Wang Zusheng and Qiu Zhijie each took out a few pieces of paper, which recorded everything they knew about the Scarlet Temple, the location of the headquarters, and who was there.
Fan Jianqiang had already obtained information about the Scarlet Temple from the Dragon Group. After comparing the two, Fan Jianqiang found that they were almost the same, so he was naturally very satisfied.
"Very good, you did a good job. Now, do you want to go to the Scarlet Temple's territory with me to play?"
Lao Bi was the most excited and asked: "How to play?"
"Making trouble! How else can we play?!"
"Then go to Las Vegas! I know they run a casino, let's steal all their money! Smash their casino!" Old Bi said with an excited smile.
Fan Jianqiang said angrily: "Lao Bi, can you have something serious in your mind? Besides smashing, smashing and robbing, what else do you know?"
Lao Bi snorted: "Otherwise, how could you be so angry!" He glanced at Wang Zusheng and Qiu Zhijie and said, "Ah Sheng, A Jie, although you two have not been affected by them, but A Mu and I
A group of people can serve as a warning, don’t think so much! We follow Mr. Fan, don’t worry about food, don’t worry about clothes, don’t worry about anything else, at least we don’t have to carry our heads with our belts to risk others’ lives! In the end, we still don’t end up with a good one
!”
Amu said: "What Lao Bi said is correct. Of our group, only Lao Bi and I are left. The rest are all dead! Some were killed by the enemy and some were killed by our own people! What else is there to think about?
Yes! It’s rare that Mr. Fan ignored the past grievances and spared our lives. He didn’t think about anything else. He just drank, ate meat and played with women. Mr. Fan would not treat us badly!”
Fan Jianqiang made a stop gesture and said: "Wait a minute! What are you thinking about? It's okay to drink and eat meat, but what about playing with women? Do I agree?"
Lao Bi and Amu dropped their faces at the same time and looked at Fan Jianqiang helplessly. Lao Bi said sarcastically: "Mr. Fan, life is so boring. Things between men and women are not natural! We don't do it randomly.
No? Every week...let us come out and have fun..."
"Holy crap, I'll provide food, accommodation and a woman to sleep with?! You guys have a wonderful idea! How come no one helps me with such a good thing?"
Amu smiled and said: "Lao Bi is the best at this kind of thing. Lao Bi throws all his money every month to Las Vegas."
In fact, Fan Jianqiang is not that against this kind of thing in his heart. Brother Jackie Chan said that only when there is buying and selling, there will be killing, and only when there is demand, there will be supply. What's more, in Apando's space, there are indeed more men than women, and the ratio of men to women is very uneven.
balanced.
But Fan Jianqiang has always felt that women are not men's accessories and should be respected. They must not be like Lao Bi, who only thinks about bed.
"Let's talk about this kind of thing later! Lao Bi, you are familiar with Las Vegas. You can lead the way and we will go to the Heavenly Palace!"