Jiheiro came to the bar hall, carrying half a bottle of unbranded red wine, and walked to the bar casually. Don't be mistaken, he was not there to taste wine. His goal was the beautiful woman sitting on the bar.
He looks very elegant, but there is a trace of heart-wrenching sadness between his brows. He is drinking lonely wine alone, which is pitiful.
"Beauty, are you here alone? Do you need a strong man?" Jihirang approached her with a mean smile on his face.
The woman rolled her eyes at him and ignored him. Jiheiro didn't care either. He smiled and clung to the seat next to the woman, "Beauty, don't get me wrong. One of my shortcomings is that I don't like to see women sad, especially beautiful women!
"
"..." The woman took a sip of wine and asked for another drink from the bartender. Jiheiro stopped the bartender, which made the bartender a little angry. Opportunities for beauties with such temperament are rare, so just for the sake of looking at it.
Jihirang concealed his anger because he was a customer, but Jihirang saw the displeasure on his face and cursed: "Damn it, you are just a humble bartender, do you want to be with me Jihirang?"
Uncle Lang, are you robbing women? Damn it, maybe I should tell your boss about your beastly behavior and tell you to pack up and get out." In his eyes, picking up girls by himself is naturally the greatest thing in the world, and others stop him.
When it comes to picking up girls, you are naturally worse than a beast.
"This Japanese gentleman, our boss is a member of the Municipal People's Political Consultative Conference, and he has good personal relationships with several heads of the Qing Xiao Dao Society." The bartender said angrily, this guest is really rude, damn Japanese
.
"Oh. Member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference..." Jihirang said in a long voice, and then said viciously, "I don't care whether you are from the whole country or the city. What kind of knife can it be? I haven't heard of it. I only know Uncle Jihirang.
I feel very unhappy now..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound. Red blood was flowing on the top of the bartender's head, mixed with glass fragments. The red wine and blood were mixed together, and it was unusually brilliant.
Jihirang threw the broken glass bottle in his hand to the ground, spat on the bartender, and said affectionately to the woman next to him as if no one else was watching: "What? The world is quiet now, beautiful lady. I can buy you a drink."
A glass of red wine? It’s reserved for the British royal family, and my boss is the only one in the world who can get it. Oh, think about it, that wife Elizabeth drinks the same wine as us, what an honor it is.”
The woman looked at the unbranded wine bottle that looked like it was dug out of the mud and was dangling in Jihirang's hand. She was stunned for a moment. Then she smiled and said: "Although you are a rogue and know how to brag, what are you saying about the British royal family's wine?"
, but I have to admire your courage. Aren't you worried that the security guard of the bar will fix you up? The backstage owner of this bar has a lot of connections with the popular gangster Knife Club in Deep Sea City."
"Oh, fuck the Qing Xiao Dao Club. Is it important for Xiao Dao Club to drink with beautiful women? Excuse me, do I have this honor?" Jihirang has lived in the United States for a period of time, and he has learned this gentlemanly style quite thoroughly.
Yes, at this time, apart from his somewhat wretched appearance, he was completely a polite gentleman. Of course, his suit was still rumpled.
Seeing that the beauty did not refuse, Jihirang smiled excitedly and poured a small half glass of red wine into the woman's glass, then poured a little for himself and muttered to himself: "This half glass is worth thousands of dollars!"
"Haha!" The woman smiled without saying a word and drank a drink alone. The look on her face was self-evident. She clearly thought that Jihirang was bragging and giving herself money. This was a common method used by perverts, but this method was not used ten years ago.
It's already out of date. It seems like this pervert is about to derail their industry.
"Oh, God, Virgin Mary, I beg you to save me. I think I am obsessed. Your smile is really like the clouds in the sky, so pure and charming. I have to tell you
A painful fact, I have fallen in love with you, may I know your name?" Jihirang said exaggeratedly.
"Before asking me my name, I think you should think about your own safety!" Out of humanitarianism, the woman kindly reminded Jihirang that this Japanese actually wanted to have fun with himself, haha, he came to the bar to relieve his boredom after a high-pressure job, no
When I think about encountering something like this, it seems that I really shouldn't be in this kind of place.
Jihirang turned around and saw the bartender holding his still bleeding head and leading a group of people towards him menacingly, complaining and pointing his finger at Jihirang.
The woman picked up her handbag and cleverly and unobtrusively exited the danger zone around Jihirang.
The group of people didn't say a word, but just punched and kicked Jihirang. Poor Jihirang's small body, he immediately lay on the ground like a dead dog, but they cursed to themselves: "Damn it."
Yes, do you know who I am, Jihirō? You are all dead. I dare to swear to God that if I don’t make you so that your parents don’t recognize you, I won’t be called Jihirō, okay..."
Hearing that this guy on the ground was still so dishonest, someone immediately kicked Jihirango hard in the abdomen, and, seemingly, it was very close to the crotch. Jihirang was almost crippled. He didn't see Jihirang.
He was frothing at the mouth and his face was frighteningly green.
That woman was just looking for a good show, but when she saw Jihirang being beaten like this, she quickly took out her mobile phone from her handbag in panic and wanted to dial 110, but as soon as she pressed a number, someone snatched her away.
, the gangster headed by threatened: "Miss, you are welcome to come here to shop, but if you cause trouble, you will be in big trouble." As he said that, with the woman's distressed expression, the newly purchased smart ultra-thin was thrown away.
It was trampled to pieces on the ground. She reluctantly spent half a month's salary to replace it. It cost a full 3,800 yuan, and it was gone. However, at this time, she was more panicked. This was not the first time she came to the bar.
, but this was the first time I encountered such a bar fight, and I was alone.
"Damn God, if you dare to touch her even a hair, I will eradicate your entire gang, damn the Little Knife Club, and I will ask you, from the president to the cleaners, to feed the fish the next day!" Jiheiro shouted loudly.
He said, "Oh, you bastards, my bottle of wine is the red wine reserved for the British royal family. The boss only gave me one bottle, and one bottle is worth tens of thousands of dollars. You losers!" Jihirang said sadly!
He looked at the half bottle of unbranded red wine that fell on the ground.
The leader's face changed, and he said sternly: "If you want to take revenge on the Xiaodao Society, I won't let you see the sun the next day!" He glanced at the panicked woman and gave a sinister smile, "Since he cares about you so much
, I want you to be a pair of life-and-death mandarin ducks, tsk tsk, with such beautiful faces, it’s such a pity!”
"I'm going to destroy you all, you bastards. Do you know who I am? You damn bitches, oh..." Jiheiro, who was full of curses, was quickly punched hard and decisively.
He vomited up all his dinner.
"Take them all away!" The leader of the thugs had a scar on his face, which was shocking and looked a bit more fierce.
The woman hated Jiheiro so much. What kind of relationship do you have with me? I was a good person, but you insisted on getting involved with me. I heard that gangsters like them dared to kill people. The woman was a little scared and struggled hard.
On the second floor, Shi Zhong accompanied Andrew and Arthur down. Andrew said: "It seems that I did nothing wrong in this matchmaking!"
Shi Zhong said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Arthur, I hope we can have a happy cooperation!"
"Mr. Shi, under the witness of God, I am willing to be friends with you!" Arthur said.
"Aren't we already friends?" Shi Zhong said with a smile.
"You're right, we are already friends!" The two looked at each other knowingly, with smiles in their eyes.
Both of them are interested in making friends with each other, so naturally they are "flying together".
"Mr. Shi, that one seems to be one of your subordinates, if I'm not mistaken!" Arthur pointed downstairs. Shi Zhong looked over and saw Jihirang being cursed like a dead dog.
Drag it out.
Jihirang regretted it so much at this time. Damn it, he forgot that the Arab in Semafa is not with the boss, and the boss is talking nonsense with the damn bullshit Duke again. It's over, it's over, he is in danger, Semafa, my lovely
Brother, it’s great to have you, why haven’t you shown up yet?
Until now, he remembered how good Semafa was. He knew how gangsters dealt with their enemies. In the United States, he had come into contact with many gangsters. It was too easy for them to deal with one person. Damn it, Virgin Mary, you
Don't be busy making love to God, open your eyes and take a look at your lover Jiheiro!
How about God, you can save your love rival Jiheiro.
Jihirang shouted wildly in his heart.
Arthur turned to Ares and said: "Ares, go and rescue Mr. Shi's loyal subordinates!" Arthur was outsmarting Shi Zhong. After all, Shi Zhong needed help with the throne of hell.
The two agreed not to annihilate the Throne of Hell, but to defeat them. Arthur was willing to pay five million dollars worth of jewelry. Arthur might not have that much cash, but the family inheritance allowed him to own countless jewelry.
, can be said to be as rich as the country, and Shi Zhong also learned this from Andrew's mouth. Five million US dollars is not much in the eyes of Shi Zhong now, but Shi Zhong is investing in the long term, and the Arthur family's treasure is as rich as the country.
That is his ultimate goal.
"Thank you, Sir Arthur, you are so emotional. If God was half as emotional as you are, maybe his followers would double!" Shi Zhong laughed, cursing in his heart: Damn Jihirang, doesn't he know?
Is he himself wanted by the CIA? How dare he cause trouble everywhere? ^-^^-^
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