Dozo America

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Devon Lincoln stopped as he spoke and looked into the distance. He seemed a little lonely and out of place with the group of people. Moreover, his words did not sound like they were between people he had just met.

conversation. Especially the part about Asians, generally no one would say that to an Asian.

"Why?" Zhen Fan was stunned for a moment, looked at Devin Lincoln and said, "Because Asians all go in groups? I mean they are all in tour groups?"

"This is just one reason. The main reason is that people in this area may rob Asian single travelers. Because Asians are always their best targets... I am not discriminating, because this is the fact!

"Devin Lincoln shrugged his shoulders and said.

Zhen Fan was silent. Devin Lincoln said it right. Many robberies are sometimes targeted at Asians, especially when black people commit crimes. I have to say that Asians are not treated with the same status here. The police

Not very active on crimes against Asians.

"You have to admit that what I said is right. And...there are always people who commit crimes against Asians." Devin Lincoln said, and suddenly lowered his voice to Zhen Fan and said, "If there is a chance,

If so, just leave quickly and don't stay here. They are not good people. I was with the wrong team. I shouldn't be with those people. It's harder to escape now. If... you can, take me with you.

Leave. Let’s go to Las Vegas together.”

"What?" Zhen Fan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Devin Lincoln and frowned. "I don't quite understand, sir."

"Have you forgotten what I just said? If you can escape, try to escape. These people are not faraway people. They intend to kill people, and they are Asians. I just said that crimes against Asians are to make you

Be alert, who knows you don't care at all, listen to me, go back to the hotel now. Then drive your car and quickly escape to Las Vegas."

"Are you kidding me?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but laugh, "Why did the topic suddenly change to such a topic? I knew you were joking, right? In fact... I have been looking at you, and you seemed to be arguing.

What... are you in trouble? Man, can I help?"

"Okay, okay, since you keep trying to dissuade me, there's nothing I can do." As he spoke, Devin Lincoln suddenly opened his clothes, revealing a Colt Python revolver at his waist. "Do you think I

Are you kidding me? Damn it, I'm trying to help you...everyone of them

Everyone brought guys with them and pretended to be cyclists. I thought they were real cyclists, so I joined them. Then I was coerced into joining their group. God... If you don't escape, you will die if you go back.

You will let me die together. Do you understand now?"

"Okay. So what you said, you were lying when you took the gun shop exam, right?" Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said, "I can accept your suggestion. But the premise is that you won't lie to me.

!”

"Yes, yes, I didn't lie to you. I did open a gun shop in Las Vegas, but I was riding alone. I met the group halfway and was forced to join them.

, because I have no chance, each of them is equipped with heavy firepower, hidden in their luggage, hell, I am still explaining to you, I should just give you a shot, and then steal your car

Just ran away." Devin Lin

Ken waved his hand anxiously, "I've been out long enough, my mission is to deal with you, but..." As he said that, he suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at Zhen Fan, "This gun is

Registered, don't worry, I won't shoot you, but I have to take you back, and then we will find a chance to escape. Remember, it's the two of us... You have to do it if you don't want to. Come on, man, I hope you

Act like a man!"

"Okay, we can go back!" Zhen Fan slowly raised his hand and returned to the original route. Devon Lincoln waved his pistol and followed him from a distance, and the two of them just walked in front of each other.

Later returned to the hotel.

"Hey, look who I caught? This Asian... I should say he's Chinese." As soon as Dai Wen entered the hotel door, several of his companions looked at Zhen Fan, and then looked at Dai Wen.

Wen Lincoln burst into laughter.

"Good job, man, but... you went too far, put your gun away... Stop it, you're scaring people! We're not really robbers or vicious people.

." At this time, a girl among them stood up, smiled at Zhen Fan, and went over to take Devon Lincoln's pistol.

"I don't understand, gentlemen and ladies, what is going on?" Zhen Fan put down his hand, looked at the woman and frowned and said, "What is going on? You all know..."

"Of course... of course we know what's going on. Actually... Devin... I know, I'll talk to you later. Now I have to talk to this gentleman first, otherwise he will be scared!"

He shook his head towards Zhen Fan and said, "Let's go outside and chat. It's really not a good place to chat here. They are too noisy."

"Okay, it's up to you!" Zhen Fan nodded and followed the woman out. The woman in tight clothes showed off her curves and had a pretty good figure, but the other one was a little fatter.

The two went out and were about a hundred meters away from the hotel. The woman stopped. She looked at Zhen Fan with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, this is just a prank. Of course... you can also think of it as a kind of prank."

Symptom - Bronson Corey, that's his real name, and the name you hear - he usually goes by Devin Lincoln, in this fantasy, and his gun is fake

Yes, he used it to bluff people. What I want to say is...I'm sorry, I'm really, really sorry."

"Fantasy? Okay... Are you riding all this way to accommodate his fantasies?" Zhen Fan shook his head, sighed and said, "If what you said is true, then... I can only say

He can compete with the top stars in Hollywood, and maybe even win an Oscar... Yes, don't look at me like this, this is irony, there is nothing more ridiculous than this, do you expect me to accept it?"

"I know this is difficult, so...we were arguing along the way, arguing about whether we should cooperate with him in this play. You should have seen this. We had an argument. I was strongly opposed to it, but they...

...all agreed to satisfy his fantasy and thereby alleviate his condition." The woman shrugged her shoulders regretfully and spread her hands, "That's what I want to say, I'm sorry...there's only so much I have to do.

." After saying that, he shrugged again with regret, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"What would you think if I called the police?" Zhen Fan suddenly said loudly to her back.

"Okay, what do you want to do? As long as you bring it up, it's fine!" the woman said, "We are really sorry. If we can do it..."

"I want to follow you to see the patient." Zhen Fan shrugged, "Because when I talked to him, I felt that his thinking was very normal, even sharper than many ordinary people. I need to verify whether he is

You really have strong hallucinations. If so, I will forgive you. Yes or no, you choose for yourself!"

The woman was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, I hope you can keep it secret. If you agree... I will agree."

"No problem." Zhen Fan nodded and said, "I am a doctor, maybe I can give you some advice."

Obviously the woman did not take Zhen Fan's words to heart, because Bronson Corey has seen many doctors, including many who consider themselves famous doctors. He has also had expert consultations in many top hospitals, but the situation is really

Very pessimistic. So she nodded indifferently and walked forward with Zhen Fan.

When they reached the reception area at the entrance of the hotel, several of them were still there. The woman walked over, and after saying a few words to those people, she nodded and came over to Zhen Fan and said, "They agreed, but...

...You can’t take him very far from here, but you can have a few words with him nearby.” Then, he said to Bronson Corey: “That gentleman wants to see you and have a chat with you.”

That Bronson Corey walked towards Zhen Fan with a gloomy face, then shook his head and motioned for Zhen Fan to follow him out. As soon as he walked out of the hotel, he said to Zhen Fan: "Why haven't you left yet? They

There's going to be a killing tonight. You're going to be one of the targets, you know? They're going to do a big job today."

Zhen Fan smiled at him and said, "A big deal? Are you sure you're not imagining it now?"

"They all told you?" Bronson Corey said in surprise to Zhen Fan, "Is this what they said to you? That I have hallucinations? Oh my god, hallucinations? No, no, no

, It’s not me who is delusional, it’s them. They spend all day imagining the end of the world, imagining robbing again and again, and then enjoying it for themselves. Before the end of the world comes, they will die happily - when the end of the world comes

That day."

"The end of the world?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but smile and opened his hands, "Okay, Bronson? Corey, this is your name, right?"

This guy opened his mouth, then looked at Zhen Fan intently, as if he was watching an amazing joke, laughed twice and said, "Bronson? Corey? If you want to call me that?"

If so, then just call me that. That's what they always say to people, that's the name they give me. It's my name in their fantasy, not my real name! My real name is Devin?

Lincoln."

"It seems that you are really delusional. Well, it seems that I will still forgive you for this behavior. Because this is not your subjective meaning. Well, I am going in. The joke ends here. Man!" Zhen Fan said and was about to walk towards the hotel.

"Bang!" Suddenly there was a gunshot, and when Zhen Fan turned around, he saw the Colt pistol in this guy's hand, raised to the sky, and there was a trace of smoke from the muzzle: "They told You, this is a fake gun, right? But... it's real!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!