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Chapter 6: New York, The Bar

"These damn guys are all liars and stingy guys!" As soon as he walked out of the villa, Saul couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and started to curse.

Passing by a fountain, Sol kicked it hard angrily, and then his face turned even darker.

"Ten thousand dollars, only ten thousand dollars, ha, this is Rockefeller."

"It's just ridiculous."

"They are called synonymous with power and money." Sean turned around and said in a funny tone.

"No, they don't deserve it!" Sol gritted his teeth, "It's impossible for someone synonymous with money to be so stingy."

"Look at this manor, it's classic and luxurious." Sean smiled and raised his hand.

"No, when it comes to classics and luxury, it is far inferior to Buckingham Palace, which has a history of two hundred years!" Sol said bitterly.

"Look at these sculptures, they are full of art."

"Shit, compared to art, this shitty manor is not even worthy of carrying shoes to the Louvre!"

"Look at these architectural designs, they have a strong sense of history."

"Bah!" Saul spat fiercely, "You still have a sense of history? Stop being ridiculous, it's so shameless. Although I have never been to the East, and TV newspapers are always slandering them, but I know that the people in the East

The palace where the emperor of the mysterious country lived is still there. It is said that it has a history of thousands of years and has tens of thousands of houses. People who walk in will get so lost that they will not be able to get out for several days."

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Saul grabbed Sean's arm, pointed behind him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't you still think this manor is ordinary just now? Why are you talking to them?

Come on, you forgot what they did to you just now."

"This is the Rockefeller Estate." Sean pointed to the land at his feet, and then pointed his thumb at his chest, "And my last name is Rockefeller."

"Teach you an old Chinese saying: 'The other can take his place'!"

"..." Sol looked confused.

Tell me, when did you learn Chinese secretly?

"What's the meaning?"

Sean didn't explain to Thor what "Pico can replace" means. After all, if you want to understand it, you have to start with how awesome the First Emperor is. That... would be too long.

The two got into the broken yellow Suzuki again and saw the parking lot hidden among the woods and flowers again. Saul didn't have a good impression.

After leaving the manor and getting on the road to New York, Saul asked listlessly: "Shall I take you back to Newark?"

"Go to Brooklyn, New York." Sean said without hesitation. He had already thought about where to go next since he heard about ten thousand dollars.

"What are you doing there?"

"I'll take you to meet a friend who is an indispensable part of my future plans." Sean said enigmatically.

"Weird." Saul glanced sideways at Sean. He hadn't seen this guy change a lot in more than a year. If his attractive face hadn't changed, he would have been a completely different person.

New York, Brooklyn, 78th Street.

It was already dark when we left Rockefeller Estate, and it was almost 10 o'clock when we arrived in Brooklyn.

After dark, the Big Apple is still brightly lit and extremely noisy. It is a city that never stops.

A 185cm tall man in a brown T-shirt with a cigarette hanging from his mouth was leaning against the door of a bar. He had a long and thin face with a high nose and blue eyes. His eyes were deep and melancholy. His body seemed to be filled with stories, causing the women who entered the bar to turn their heads.

, the more thoughtful sister saw through his fatigue and was ready to take off his disguise...

"That's it." Sean shouted, and Sol braked and stopped the Suzuki beside the handsome guy.

"Yuri!" Sean opened the car door and shouted to the handsome guy.

"Sean." Yuri walked over with a big smile, waved, gave him a high five, and gave him a big hug.

"Let me introduce, this guy with wrinkles is Saul, Saul Goodman, a lawyer." Sean pointed to Saul who got out of the car, patted Yuri on the shoulder and said, "Yuri

, Yuri Orlov, a life and death brother in the trenches.”

"Hello." Yuri reached out and shook Thor's hand, "Back in the army, Sean always mentioned your name as 'Slick Jimmy'."

"Hello, Sean just told me that you are his best comrade." Saul opened his eyes and told lies.

"Come on, let's go in and talk, I've made all the arrangements." Yuri greeted.

As soon as he entered the bar, the blast of music went straight into his eardrums, making Sean feel slightly uncomfortable. There were already a lot of people on the dance floor, and the dance floor was full of twisting bodies. The DJ with a big headset was playing the disc with abandon, and the atmosphere in the bar was great.

Very hot.

The two of them walked towards the second floor under the leadership of Yuri. Along the way, both the bar service staff and the regulars here greeted Yuri one after another.

The three of them arrived on the second floor. Yuri arranged a private room, but Sean waved his hand, "No, just sit outside."

"Okay." Yuri didn't object. Sean was the squad leader on the battlefield, and listening to Sean has become a habit.

The three of them sat down, and Sean put one hand on the railing and looked at the crowded first floor and said with a smile: "You manage this bar well."

"I'm not in charge of this. I'm just responsible for watching over the place and dealing with the troublemakers." Yuri smiled and waved his hand, "What would you like to drink?"

"Bring up the best wine in your store." Sean snapped his fingers.

"We ordered so much, we can't drink it all." Sol was startled. There must be a limit to drinking to relieve sorrow. Don't drink it to the hospital.

"Is that wine?" Sean smiled mysteriously, "That's the code for wealth."

Yuri smiled and nodded to Sean, stretched out his hand to call for someone to come over and give a few instructions, and then asked aloud: "Why did you come to Brooklyn all of a sudden?"

"Dealing with the will issue." Sean didn't hide anything and explained the matter again.

While he was talking, three waitresses wearing tube top skirts and slender waists twisted like water snakes came over with trays of drinks.

"Stolichnaya Soviet Red Label Vodka." Yuri stopped talking, took the wine from the tray and put it on the table and introduced.

"Captain Morgan, this is Captain Morgan's white rum from Puerto Rico."

"This is gin, Befeater from England, and this is also gin from England, Lariors."

"The whiskey is produced in Canada, Seagrar V. O. Seagrartis. This one is produced in the United States, Four Roses Bourbon Whiskey."

"French brandy, Golden Flower V. S. O. P. Camus, this is Bisquit V. S. O. P, also originating from France."

After the introduction, a hot bartending girl gave Sean a big wink with her watery eyes, and when she turned around, she rubbed Sean's arm hard with her round and straight arms.

Sean smiled and stretched out his hand to grab a handful. He didn't know if it was because his palm was too big, but his middle finger seemed to have dug somewhere, causing the girl to cry out in pain and pleasure. She bit her lower lip and turned back to Xiao.

Well, blow a kiss.

The three of them laughed, and Yuri opened a bottle of brandy and poured it for the two of them, "Here, drink!"

“There’s nothing unhappy that a bottle of wine can’t solve!”

"If so, add a girl with a big ass!"

By the way, I forgot to mention, novices set sail, newbies set sail, tickets and so on, you're welcome, throw them over.

Another very important point, Zhang said!

The chapter mentioned that the weight has increased, so please feel free to speak, thank you!

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