The Strongest Arms Dealer

Tang Dao held the menu in his hand and listened to what the other party said, a man's game? What could be more adrenaline rush than charging the front line with a gun in hand?

"What game?" He pondered for a while and asked.

The man smiled, hooked his fingers, motioned for Tang Dao to come over, leaned forward a little, and said in a low voice, "Have you heard of the Wheel of Fortune?"

Tang Dao immediately understood that the other party regarded himself as a winner.

This wheel of fortune is a game that became popular in the United States in the early 1990s. It is similar to Russian roulette. Of course, the latter is more bloody, while the former is just the excitement that rich people are looking for.

A bunch of idle rich kids are tired of drag racing, and hope to use some games that look cool to them to stimulate excess energy. Of course, they don't have the guts to face their temples, but any part of their body is fine.

But the pain still exists, and of course there are many prizes, such as luxury cars, mansions, or female celebrities, and there are also people who specialize in this kind of intermediary business. Looking at the man in front of him, I am afraid that this is the idea.

Tang Dao immediately extinguished his curiosity. It was a small game played by a group of brats looking for excitement. He lowered his head and said casually, "Thank you, I'm not interested."

If you want to play, play more exciting, such as: the track of the frontal camera 145mm caliber cannon!

"Sir, the gift this time is 300,000 U.S. dollars!" Seeing that Tang Dao was not moved, the man said anxiously.

"I'm not short of money, thank you. For me, 300,000 yuan may be just a meal." Tang Dao's reason for refusing was unacceptable. The faces of the couple on the opposite side were all stiff. Are you pretending to say that now?

Maybe it was because he was exhausted, but the man also died down, and left soon after eating. Before leaving, he didn't forget to leave a sentence for Tang Dao, "Smelly shit."

That is to say, Tang Dao's temper is much better now, otherwise, he might not be allowed to overturn the table and let him toe.

Tang Dao ordered a chicken drumstick rice, $17, the taste is a bit too sweet for Americans, he would rather add chili powder on the chicken drumsticks, he only tasted a few mouthfuls, and then he lost his appetite, he took out a paper towel Wiping the oil stains from the corners of her mouth, just as she was about to get up, she saw a girl in overalls running out of the kitchen on the side, with a panicked look and disheveled clothes, bumping into a customer next to her and screaming.

It was sudden, but it also caught the attention of all users in an instant.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." A woman who was originally at the cashier at the front desk, who seemed to be around forty years old, rushed over, dragged the girl to the kitchen, kept apologizing in her self-taught English, and walked towards the chasing door. The chefs who came up winked and dragged.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is definitely a problem.

But few people are willing to stand up, including Tang Dao. There are too many people like this in this society. They ran out of the country, and then they are black households. There is no other way but to work illegally until death.

This girl might be one of them.

Tang Dao took out a piece of Andrew Jackson, which was 20 dollars, and used the extra as a tip. He glanced at the kitchen again, stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked out. As soon as he walked out the door, he saw little angels and bodyguards not far away. Squatting around eating ham sausage, he walked over and stood in front of the two of them, the shadow suddenly covered them, and the two raised their heads in shock.

"Boss." The two quickly stood up and shouted.

Tang Dao shook his head, "People like you will think that our Savior Company is so stingy that we don't even give you a bite of food." He was also helpless, "Let's go, let's find another place to eat."

"Boss, does this taste bad?" the little angel asked as he threw the remaining sausage into the trash can.

Tang Dao didn't answer directly, but said very euphemistically, "It's not the taste I imagined, is there any good restaurant near here?"

The bodyguard next to him pointed behind him, "Boss, I heard that there is an Arabic dish over there, do you want to try it?"

"Let's go, I'm still very hungry now."

Tang Dao said as he walked, along the sidewalk, he just took two or three steps, he stopped at the entrance of an alley, turned his head to the left, and saw the back door of the snack bar, there were several men surrounding the one who rushed out just now The little girl punched and kicked, and the latter kept crying, curled up in a ball, and covered his head.

"Made! Bastard, I will feed you and wear you, what are you going to do for me? I brought you out of the country, and you still want to run? Ah Dong, break her leg and let her run away Beside him was a short, slightly oval middle-aged man with a cigarette in his hand, his chest was heaving and his face was ferocious.

And while he was talking, the proprietress who dragged the girl in just now also came out from the back door, looked at the girl lying on the ground with a fierce face, "If you want me to say, sell this money-losing item, go Didn’t the white man say $500 last time? Buy it for him as his wife.”

The **** the ground trembled visibly when she heard this.

"Boss, this..." The little angel felt a little too much when he saw this scene. Although he couldn't understand Chinese, seeing so many men beating up a girl was a bit out of line. He was already gearing up. As long as the boss agreed, Go up and chase them away.

Tang Dao lowered his head, "It's a bit too much." After finishing speaking, he walked into the alley, and the little angel said to the bodyguard next to him, "Wait a minute and you protect the boss, I can handle these people alone."

The bodyguard shook his head and took out a stick from his belt, "Let me do it."

The alley is so long, the footsteps are very clear, and Tang Dao is not hidden, so when they walked in, everyone heard the movement. Obviously, Tang Dao just finished eating, and the proprietress still had a little impression. After laying down her husband, she spoke in English, "Mr. Xian, what do you want?"

She can only say a few words, if she talks too much, she can only pretend to be dumb.

"I want this person, 500 dollars." Tang Dao was too lazy to say, pointing to the girl lying on the ground and said.

Uh

Is it so simple? But as soon as the proprietress rolled her eyes, she smiled, making Tang Dao really punch her in the face, and said in a deep voice, "You better not ask me to say it again, either I will give you 500 dollars, or I will beat you up." Give the meal to the police~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After he finished speaking, he squinted his eyes, "Trust me. "

The eyes make people tremble. It's a TV series, but sometimes the eyes can really scare people, just like Tang Dao is doing now, the proprietress immediately swallowed the words, she still wants the lion to open his mouth, but it is also smart People, Tang Dao didn't look so easy to provoke, and there was a fierce-looking white guy standing next to him, holding a stick.

"Okay, okay, take away, take away $500, and ask for cash." The proprietress thought for a while and said directly, one more thing is worse than one less thing. I have stayed in this place for so long, but I understand that the most powerful thing to do to you will always be with you people of the same skin color.

Tang Dao winked at the little angel, and the latter took out 5 Franklin cards from the wallet and handed them to the other party. The boss and the others kept staring at them, but they saw that there were more than a dozen cards in the wallet. How many people are very excited, so much money?

"Help her up." Tang Dao said as he stood at the girl and glanced at her.

"Hey, let me tell you, the money cannot be refunded, no matter what happens." The landlady said suddenly as if she had thought of something, and hurriedly stuffed the money into her pocket.

This is nothing short of a joke.