And this is a good thing. Don't think that the American people are not superstitious. They are even more superstitious. If this is the case, this house will definitely not be sold at a high price. It will pay back 3 million, 3 million soft sister coins.
I just don’t know what Curtis thinks. Anyway, if he bought it at an absolutely low price, he still has a murderous house? Who cares about this with a gang of murderers?
Well, that's not possible, after all, some people paid homage to Mr. Guan before the fight.
I'll ask Curtis tomorrow. If he doesn't want it, Xu Chuan plans to let the company take it and build it as a safe house. Then he will continue to promote the haunted house as being haunted, and no one will dare to approach it.
Then you can store unused weapons here and do some shameful things. It's like killing two birds with one stone.
After sending the unhappy Alex back to the hotel, Xu Chuan somewhat understood the child's thoughts, but he was not prepared to respond because the girl had a lot of troubles and he didn't want to get involved in these things.
It's two things.
After telling Curtis about the situation of the house and letting him think about it first, Xu Chuan returned to the recording studio again. At this time, apart from the recording studio staff, only Xue La was left.
"Lavi left on his own? I thought you would continue to work overtime."
Xue La put her arm around his waist and hugged him intimately, saying in a lazy voice, "Well, I just wanted to do this."
"Hey, do you want to go get something to eat?" Xu Chuan asked in a low voice.
The other person shook his head, raised his head and looked at him with big eyes, "I want to go somewhere."
Of course Xu Chuan didn't care, he got in the car and drove up the mountain along Mulholland Drive according to the path Shira pointed out. She sat on the side and softly hummed the melody of Rolling In The Deep.
"Do you remember this place? This is where the last car accident happened." After passing a street, Sheila pointed out the window and said.
Xu Chuan looked at the place and had no impression of the location, but he remembered the evil pen that almost sent him away. At that time, he thought about freeing up his hands to send him off, but then he forgot about it because of too many things.
This woman seemed to be very familiar with this place, and she came to the edge of a cliff in a zigzag manner. Xu Chuan turned off the engine and turned off the car lights.
The two of them stood on the edge of a hillside in the dark, looking at the bright lights of Los Angeles in the distance, and below them was a luxurious villa in Beverly Hills.
"This is my favorite location. You can completely see the entire Los Angeles." Sheila held his hand and shook it like a little girl showing off her toys.
In the darkness, Xu Chuan grinned and gave her a thumbs up in his mind. This place is really good. If a machine gun position is built, the road up the mountain can be blocked directly from the front. If there is a mountain bag of about 300 meters on the left
Building another one on top will create a crossfire, making it easier to defend and harder to attack.
If the opponent does not have direct firepower, two machine gun squads can at least hold back a battalion-level light armored force until the opponent calls for air support or artillery support.
Okay, now the question arises, why should we block a battalion-level armored force coming from the direction of Los Angeles outside Los Angeles?
What else can be done? Young Master Xu is so full that he is full.
But when it came to eating, he seemed really hungry.
He quickly put away his weird thoughts. If Sheila, who was sharing happy memories with him, knew that she was thinking about this, I wonder if she would push him down.
"Thank you, I really appreciate meeting you. If it weren't for your appearance, my career would probably start to go downhill this year." Sheila smiled bitterly. In the past two years, singers of various styles have emerged like crazy.
, and the quality of each album is not bad.
While others have made little progress or have stayed still, they will be eliminated by newcomers sooner or later. The competition in this industry is too fierce, otherwise she would not have sent herself to Xu Chuan's room last year.
"You're so familiar with it, so you don't need to be so polite, and I'm not at a disadvantage." Anyway, if you don't give it to her, you're giving it to someone else. There's no difference.
"No, maybe this is a small thing to you, but to me it is really a shattering of ideals." This is a winner-takes-all society, and losers will no longer receive anyone's attention.
Xue La put her arms around his shoulders and came to him. Since the atmosphere had already reached this point, it would be a shame to not do something. Young Master Xu's body reaction was definitely faster than his brain, so he sat directly in the back seat.
As the saying goes, don't say too much. Young Master Xu turned his head inadvertently and suddenly saw the light of two car headlights heading in this direction.
‘Nima’, he quickly leaned forward and closed the car door.
There was a stinging pain in my hand, and when I lowered my head, I saw that it had been bitten by an angry woman. Her eyes seemed to say, 'This was the case last time, how dare you do it again.'
Xu Chuan had no choice but to push her face toward the car window. The car had stopped only about twenty meters away.
The car that just arrived was obviously not as low-key as the two of them. It was playing reggae music that could be heard hundreds of meters away.
The lights in the car were on, and a man and a woman climbed into the back seat.
"No, I seem to have seen Xie Yi, wu~~", his voice was blocked, how could Xu Chuan have the mind to care about Xie Yi or not.
But as he often said, the world was really unfriendly to him. Suddenly a car suddenly jumped out from the bushes behind, its engine roared and rushed towards the car twenty meters away.
Not only that, the driver stretched out his hand from the car window, holding a 92FS and shooting wildly at the two bad men and women.
Xu Chuan's brain paused for at least two seconds before he reacted, but his body reacted immediately, turning sideways to protect the woman beneath him, and then took out the gun holster thrown on the back seat.
He pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the car through the car window.
By the time he realized what had happened, the car had crashed into the car of the man and woman. The driver continued to fire the gun while increasing the accelerator to push the other man down the hill.
"I'm sorry, what's the grudge? Twice a day, that's too much!"
After encountering two consecutive shootings in one day, Xu Chuan planned to find Allen's father and ask him to contact the Los Angeles City Council to complain about the LAPD. By the way, he would spend money to buy a month's space in Wayne's newspaper to criticize him.
Police incompetence and inaction.
It's too much. Is this still the America of freedom? Is this still the America with sweet fragrance in the air? How can the general public safely communicate with each other in the wild? Can it be better? The most important thing is that Mr. Xu dances
Even if you go to the Pacific Ocean, you won't be able to wash away your reputation as a degenerate god. The most important thing is, can't you come out in two fucking minutes?