Dozo America

A "bang" gunshot alerted everyone, including those in the hotel. A group of people immediately rushed out. They were the group of cyclists, the murderers Devin Lincoln said.

They.￡∝They became anxious as soon as they saw the current scene

, the woman who was talking to Zhen Fan slowly walked to the front of the group, looked at Devin Lincoln who raised his pistol and said: "Hey, Bronson, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, this person in front of you is not impulsive.

Not your enemy, so...please put the gun down, please?"

"Put down the gun. Didn't you tell Mr. Zhen that my gun was fake? So I tried it. Fortunately... I didn't shoot at this gentleman. Otherwise, I would have killed him.

Damn it, you lied to me again. Don't lie to me all the time in the future." After saying that, he put away the pistol, inserted it into the holster on his waist, hummed, and walked away without looking back.

Entering the hotel, he didn't even look at Zhen Fan.

Seeing that Devin Lincoln had left, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief and turned back one after another. Only the woman was left. She shouted loudly to those who turned to leave: "Put away his gun."

, stop causing trouble. If he still has all kinds of fantasies, then we have to take other measures, at least restrict his freedom, and we can't let him be so random."

"Okay, you are always right. I have already suggested not to give him any guns. Now it's okay. We don't know when he brought out a real gun. Who knows if he can come up with another one?"

Bring the real gun!" Someone loudly responded to the woman's words, "You know. He is a gun buyer himself, who knows how many guns he has hidden." But as he said that, he still walked towards the hotel. Yes.

I did as the woman said.

"I'm sorry, look, this is what it is now. Are you hurt?" The woman said apologetically to Zhen Fan, "You really shouldn't have been alone with him. He is a dangerous person. I don't even know when he

The fake gun was replaced with a real one, and it looks like we have to conduct a search of his travel bag."

"No. He didn't intend to hurt me at all!" Zhen Fan shook his head. Now he felt confused. Who was imagining it? Is it Devon? Lincoln. Or the group headed by this woman?

Personally? Obviously, Zhen Fan could tell that this woman was the leader of these people, and she was the talker.

"Okay. In this case... I can only say sorry to you again. But I still want to warn you, don't let him be alone with you, otherwise you will be in danger." The woman said to Zhen.

Van held out his hand and said, "Erin Komanicki, this is my business card with my phone number on it."

Zhen Fan took it and looked at it, frowned and said: "I will pay attention. Thank you!" He politely sent the woman away, and then followed him back to the hotel. No matter what, he would not leave here. Fantasy

and the end of the world, I don’t know who is real and who is fake. This also aroused Zhen Fan’s curiosity.

Night fell quickly. Zhen Fan never saw Devin Lincoln again. However, there was not much to do at night in this small hotel. At about ten o'clock in the evening, a scantily-clad thirty-year-old man

A plump white woman about 18 years old walked upstairs and knocked on Zhen Fan's door.

"Hey, hello, you are so handsome, Asian? Do you want to taste an American woman?" The white woman smiled at Zhen Fan and put her hands on the door, her whole body blocked.

He opened the door and looked at Zhen Fan. It was obvious that Zhen Fan knew what he had encountered.

"No, thank you, my taste is more suitable for Asians. Sorry, madam, good night!" Zhen Fan said and shrugged at the woman, indicating that he had no need in that regard at all.

"Well, Asians are a bit stingy." The woman was a little angry, then she put away her posture, said something angrily, turned around and walked towards another room until she reached the third room.

, which means the room across from Zhen Fan's. Finally someone opened the door,

The woman went in with a smile. Before going in, she shrugged her shoulders, spread her hands, and finally raised her middle finger to Zhen Fan, who was standing halfway in the doorway looking at her. This

Shi Shiran went in. It seemed that she was expressing her dissatisfaction to Zhen Fan and was still showing off.

It seems that another business was done today, and the woman's face was very happy. Zhen Fan shook his head, turned around, walked in, and closed the door. In fact, what this woman did had nothing to do with him. He didn't care what the woman did to him.

No matter what gesture he made, he closed the door and lay on the bed with the TV on.

The volume of the TV was turned down very low. Zhen Fan took out his mobile phone and called home. The call was a landline. The first person who answered was Maria. She said to Zhen Fan with some resentment: "Dad - why don't you bring me a phone?"

Should I go out? Claire can go out alone now, so can I. Or you can take me with you!"

Faced with Maria's complaint, Zhen Fan smiled. This little girl always felt like she had grown up and did some adult things, but Zhen Fan never stopped him, only considering the complexity of the outside environment.

, was not suitable for a little girl to go out, so Zhen Fan decided to take her on a long trip after she was older.

"Okay, okay, I can promise that when you are as old as Claire, I will let you go far away by yourself, understand?" Zhen Fan comforted Maria, "Wait.

It won’t be long.”

"Okay, okay, if I were as old as Claire, I would have to wait at least eight years. Eight years... is really not that long, Dad. I'm worried that I won't even wait eight years before I die.

God knows... I often feel dizzy now, and my whole body is weak and I have no strength... I feel like I am going to die now..." Maria rambled.

"Oh, my God, Maria, you just caught a cold while swimming at night. I asked you to change your clothes, but you continue to stay in the water... What are you talking about? You are going to die... God,

You will become a little goblin, hurry up...come here, let me show you..." Another person's voice came from the phone, and she could tell it was Christine.

"Hey, dear, why did Maria catch a cold?" Zhen Fan said loudly into the phone. Logically speaking, Maria will not get sick. At least according to her constitution. But she still has a cold.

Already.

"It's nothing. She swam for too long, and she drank a glass of ice water immediately after getting out of the water. Even the Virgin Mary wouldn't dare to torture her body like this!" Christine said angrily, "

Maria - now go back and lie down, I will show you, okay...if you still don't do what I do, then I will punish you by grounding you for a week..."

Kristine's voice gradually faded away, and then another voice took over. It was Annie. She said hesitantly: "Zhen, are you okay now... Yes, that's what I think. If you can be with me,

If Claire meets up, just try to meet up... Okay, I know this request is a bit inappropriate, just pretend I didn't say it. And... finish your journey early and go home early!" After Annie said,

Then the call was transferred again.

"Hey, Fanfan!" Hearing the voice, which was in pure Chinese, Zhen Fan knew it was Yifei, "Remember to bring me something delicious, and... Xiaopeng... don't make trouble, I'm talking to dad.

Hey, be obedient..." Then Xiaopeng's "yeah" voice came from the phone. He could speak and called "Dad" there.

Zhen Fan felt very warm when he heard it. He had everything. If there really was an end of the world in this world, Zhen Fan would definitely try his best, even if it meant risking his own life, to protect the safety of his family. Let

Their carefree life is a better life.

After finally hanging up the phone, almost everyone took turns talking to each other, with various language styles and various caring and considerate expressions. A smile appeared on Zhen Fan's face. In fact, he was like this

After all, the trip was a bit selfish. But even if it was selfish, Zhen Fan still insisted on going out to cleanse his Taoist mind.

After hanging up the phone, Zhen Fan looked at the TV again and felt that there was no program to watch. There was no fundamental difference between American TV programs and domestic TV programs. The final result was to make people watching TV more

The more I watched, the more bored I became, so I simply turned it off and lay on the bed to sleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I suddenly felt an inexplicable uncomfortable feeling, which instantly penetrated my body. This feeling was very surprising. I had this faint feeling when I was in Alhambra. And in Pasadena

When I accept it, I will also have such a vague feeling.

Zhen Fan couldn't help but open his eyes. He couldn't sleep at this time. He looked around vigilantly and felt that this uneasy feeling seemed to come from this group of cyclists, but also seemed not to be this group of people. This vague feeling could not be grasped.

The feeling made Zhen Fan dare not be careless. He would not have allowed himself to use many Taoist abilities during the journey, but at this time he did not want to let this feeling of following him disturb him.

Soon he released his consciousness and continued to explore the surroundings. But strangely, there was nothing strange in his consciousness. He just felt that the woman next to him was sitting and exercising crazily in exchange for a few pictures.

Banknotes. Other than that, nothing was found.

Perhaps this kind of alertness does not come from the outside, but from within. Zhen Fan closed his eyes silently and illuminated his spiritual consciousness into his body. He wanted to feel his own spiritual power, but he had not yet reached the point where he could become a natural

Realm, so exploring one's own mental power in this way is still a bit dangerous and difficult to do.

"Ah -" Suddenly, not far away, a woman's scream cut through the night, and then the sound stopped suddenly, as if it had been cut off. Suddenly, the entire hotel was lit up.

They got up, followed by the "crackling" business going upstairs, and the sound of people shouting loudly, which merged into one, breaking the quiet night. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster

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