Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

"Man, man," Neil, who was carried away by his former colleague like a chicken, kept begging, "We have been to bars together, and we have been to parties together a few times. I know many members. I will give it to you right away. Introduction,"

All of these have no effect.

Outside the dimly lit back door, next to the trash can, he was thrown to the ground heavily. Just about to stand up, he threw him to the ground with a heavy blow in front of him. He shook his head and vomited. The blood of the teeth, "Wait, buddy," he held up his hands, "I have some money, I will give you all,"

These days, he can often get some extra tips. Although most of them have been squandered, some of them have been saved.

The answer to him was a strong foot on his stomach. He curled up in pain, followed by a storm of punches and kicks, punch after punch, foot to foot, so dense, so powerful, As for his cry of pain, he was beaten in the stomach.

After the pain was numb, the beating finally stopped, but it was not over yet.

He touched Huang Jingping's right hand and was spread on the ground. First of all, the little finger was crushed by a foot. This foot awakened his pain again. The pain was so painful that he screamed, not screaming. , Followed by another kick on the head, the scream stopped abruptly, and he almost bit his tongue.

When it was the thumbs turn, Neil finally found happily that he felt no pain temporarily.

"Bah," the two black brothers, who flexed their fist very comfortably, spit on Neil, who was like a muddy puddle.

The back door of the clubhouse was heavily closed, and Neal was so weak now that even the sound of closing the door made him tremble on the ground.

Not far away, the glass in the back of a black Lincoln Navigator came down. Martin glanced at the slumped cigar and threw a cigar out of the car. "Let's go!"

After a long time, the lump on the ground finally moved a few times. Neil hissed silently, struggled for several times, and finally sat up slowly, with his left hand resting on his right hand, struggling, struggling, and staggering toward the parking lot. He walked a short distance of several hundred meters, and he walked for ten minutes.

Fortunately, there were no cars on the road here. The second-hand Chevrolet was driving crookedly on the road. Neil found the private clinic he had visited through his left eye, which was so swollen to one line. door.

"Come here," the doctor who was already asleep came to open the door cursingly. As soon as the door opened, a tuft of humanoid creatures leaning on it fell heavily in the door. The doctor helped his glasses and took a look." Man, did you fight the bear, or were you topped by the crazy bullfight?"

Neil has no strength to respond to the unscrupulous doctor's ridicule, "My hands, my stomach,"

"Don't worry, when you get to me, as long as you have money, everything can be cured," the doctor easily carried him in his hand and dragged him toward the house.

More than two hours later, a "mummy" came out, with his right hand hanging on his chest, and the only left hand intact, still holding a bottle of wine.

He squeezed into the driver's seat and caused several wounds on his body. Neil screamed in pain, poured a few sips of alcohol into his mouth, and then collapsed on the seat and sat for a while before finally hitting the car. , Continued on the road crookedly, towards his own doghouse.

Although there weren’t any cars on the road at all, unfortunately, this time, not long after he was on the road, a police car came up with its horn and flashing lights, "," Neil cursed hard and pulled the car over obediently. under.

A policeman glanced into the car with a flashlight, couldn't help but smile, "Get off,"

The police didn't dare to confront him. Neil got out of the car with a grin, and the policeman smiled unsympathetically.

"Your driver's license?"

"In the glove box,"

A policeman went to get his driver’s license. One of them clasped his arms and gave Neal instructions, "Stand up, feet close together, hands hanging down on both sides, one foot stretched out, 15 cm from the ground, legs straight, feet stretched. Tight, I look at my toes and start counting now, starting from 1001, knowing I stop and start,"

In his current physical condition, how could he stand firm, he just counted two counts, then "clammed" and leaned against the car.

"Two, can you let me go to the hospital first?"

"Stand well," the policeman didn't listen to him at all and ignored his physical condition. A policeman walked over with a flashlight, "Look at the light and roll his eyes."

Neil's eyes were so swollen that there were only two lines left, and he had to be stimulated by the flashlight, and his eyes were naturally trembling.

Although it can be determined that he was driving under the influence, the police insisted that Neal take another test. "Follow the baseline, take 9 steps, take one step and count one step loudly, then turn around and walk."

Neil really didn’t want to take the test. "Sergeant, I drank alcohol." He walked to his car, trying to take the bottle of wine out of the car, "Can you let me go to the hospital first,"

"Stop and don't move," the two policemen immediately became nervous and put their hands to their waists.

Egannier had no choice but to work hard like a clown to complete the last test. With his current physical condition, even if he didn't drink alcohol, he would have walked crookedly after these dozen steps.

When he walked hard to the original position, he saw a policeman wearing gloves and playfully holding the bottle he had left in the car. It was already opened, and he had drunk the ordinary wine bottle and swayed. Why didn't you find it sooner? This one!

Regarding drunk driving, California law specifically stipulates that if there is alcohol in a car, it must be filled, sealed, unopened, or put in the trunk, otherwise it will be drunk driving. Finding the bottle of alcohol in the car is enough to show that Neil is drunk driving. .

However, Neil, who felt a little relieved, looked at the joking smiles of the two policemen, and immediately understood one thing. These two policemen seemed to be waiting for him on a special trip.

"Eganiel, please do an alcohol test with our police department,"

"I cooperate, can you let me go to the hospital first?"

"Didn't you just come out of the clinic?" A policeman pushed him heavily into the back seat of the police car, with his left hand intact, handcuffed and handcuffed to the partition in the middle of the police car.

During this process, Eganiel continued to suffer additional injuries, and the painful area was touched again and again, but he no longer made a sound of interest. Now, how can he not understand what is going on?

For a while, he was extremely annoyed that he hadn't controlled it and stretched out his hand to the Chinese woman. On the other hand, he was a little grateful, but fortunately he only stretched out his hand once!

At the police station, Neal was sneered at by the policemen on duty again, "Is this caught from the pyramid?"

"Don't look at the many bandages on his body. In fact, it doesn't matter. Why are you injured? Have you participated in a fight? You will explain it in an old-fashioned way." The policeman who arrested him pushed him forward and went for an alcohol test. .

The United States has zero tolerance for drunk driving. California stipulates that a blood alcohol content of 08 mg is considered drunk driving.

what is this concept? About the size of the current President George W. Bush, drinking two bottles of beer is absolutely qualified.

Neal is naturally enough, with an alcohol content of 11.

"Sorry, Your Majesty Pharaoh, it seems that you have to spend the night in the detention center temporarily,"

"Can you let me go to the hospital?" he asked once.

No one paid attention to him.

The police finally met his request to call, but the colleague in the club immediately hung up the phone as soon as he heard that it was him. Which employee in the club did not know about him? Thanks to him, everyone received the company's email last night and strongly emphasized the work discipline.

As for those female members who had been in close contact, they all said unanimously, "Sorry, you made the wrong call."

No one wants to get involved with him and avoid him like a plague god.

Until the next day at noon, Neil worked hard and finally found a friend who came to the police station to bail him, who was still a colleague of his at the bar.

Naturally it is not for nothing.

Because he paid 3,000 US dollars in bail, his second-hand Camaro, which cost more than 8,000 US dollars, was returned to this colleague not long after he got it. That is, he added a towing fee and storage fee that should be more expensive. And the fines add up to less than $4,000.

But what can Neil do?

The original colleague sent Neil humanely downstairs to the apartment, and after a goodbye, he drove Neil's well-maintained Camaro away.

"Damn," Neil swore fiercely, turning his face away from him.

The house leak happened in the rain at night, and the apartment elevator was actually under maintenance, as if everything was against him. With all the hard work of his nose, he finally climbed to the 8th floor, thinking that he could finally settle down on his own site, and he couldn't help being a little happy .

But when he walked to the door ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he wondered if he was a little dazzled, because the door seemed to be concealed, he pushed it, yes, it was concealed.

The door opened, and the condition inside made him even more stunned. It was even more tragic than the epicenter after the earthquake. From furniture to his personal belongings, nothing is complete.

He ignored his emotions and eagerly climbed under the kitchen sink. To his disappointment, the 800 dollars in cash hidden inside disappeared, and the hundreds of dollars on the bathroom ceiling also disappeared.

Neil, who had been numb from the blow and wanted to cry without tears, finally got the last more than 300 dollars in a pair of stinky sneakers in the shoe cabinet. He didn't dare to stay here any longer. He became the bandage of the target, stumbled downstairs, and quickly disappeared from the crowd.

He knew at this time that California is no longer a place for him to stay, the lawsuits for drunk driving, the landlord's claims, and the people he provokes blindly can't be at home. Who knows when the other party plans to let him go?

Three days later, he appeared in Nevada. A month later, he finally ran to Montana. Canada was next door. For a while, Eganiel, who was in a panic into the bereavement dog, couldn't help but tears in his eyes. ()