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Chapter 336 Help Me Kill Someone(1/2)

Chapter 336 Help me kill someone

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 336 Help me kill someone

A small town in Texas is still very lively tonight.

After finishing their work, the rednecks came to the town from their respective farms one after another to relax their tired bodies and have some fun at the same time.

On days when there are no celebrations or games, their fun is often to drink and brag in the bar and watch the games.

And today, an uninvited guest came to the town.

A Lamborghini roadster drove into the town, its headlights brighter than those of the Audi.

The eyes of the passing rednecks were focused on the sports car, with unkind expressions on their faces.

What they like is pickup trucks, or muscle cars like Mustang and Challenger.

Cars like convertibles, used by young men to pick up girls, are simply dancing on the redneck's radar.

And it’s a Lamborghini, even pink!

This sports car, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the small town, drove to a stop in front of a pub.

The shape of the tavern is also quite ancient, with wooden exterior walls and roofs, and wooden doors with movable panels, just like a tavern in a standard western movie.

The idle rednecks exchanged glances and walked towards the Lamborghini.

Just when they were about to use Mazefak as an opening salvo, the man sitting in the passenger seat pulled himself out of the car.

Lu Mingfei stepped out of the car door and glanced around with a condescending look.

People who were glanced at by him stopped involuntarily, and then pretended to chat on the spot, or passed by with a stiff expression.

"Mazefak, this guy is too big."

A redneck said softly.

"Yeah, I doubt he'll be able to kill me with his ass,"

His red-necked companion also said.

An incredibly strong Chinese man came to their small town, and he was obviously well prepared.

Whether he wants to punish evildoers or cause some trouble, it's best not to get involved.

Rednecks have their own philosophy of survival.

Lu Mingfei ignored their whispers and stooped into the Western Tavern.

There were not many people in the tavern, they were sitting around the tables in twos and threes.

Some are playing poker, some are watching TV, and some are playing mahjong.

Lu Mingfei's eyes lingered on the mahjong table for a few seconds. Even to his eyes, this table was a bit abrupt.

"Where's that old guy from Angers?"

Henkel's voice drew his attention.

"He still has school affairs work. This is a matter for the war group. I'll just come and talk to you."

Lu Mingfei sat opposite him.

The small beech wood chair creaked as he sat on it.

"You? I'm not belittling you, Lu Mingfei. The resources you have are not enough to negotiate a deal with me."

Henkel took out a Marlboro and lit it in his mouth.

There was no sarcasm in his tone. As the person who killed the Dragon King, Lu Mingfei's status was equal to his.

But as a leader, the Chapter is far from the North American Hybrid Alliance.

At least that's how Henkel sees it.

"Then let's not talk about a deal."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Then what are we talking about?"

Henkel asked rhetorically.

"Talk about travel. I'm going on an armed trip with my Chapter to the Niger Delta."

He said calmly.

The Niger Delta is located in southern Nigeria, West Africa, and is formed by the impact of the Niger River.

The area has a low and flat terrain, a humid and hot climate, and an annual rainfall of about 300 mm. The fishery and planting industries are relatively developed, and rice can even be grown.

By the way, it also has some oil resources, not much. It is the twelfth richest oil and gas area in the world.

"What do you want to do?"

Henkel's face darkened.

"I heard that you have built a new oil production plant in Nigeria and I want to visit it."

Lu Mingfei has no idea.

"Are you really not Angers' illegitimate son?"

Henkel looked at him with disgust.

The negotiation methods of these two guys are exactly the same. They always start threatening when they disagree, and there is no technical content at all.

Lu Mingfei was unmoved and began to drink the wine handed to him by the waiter.

This is a beer called Coors Light, which has a very light taste, but rednecks like it very much.

Because the alcohol content is very low, they can drink and chat all the time.

I can’t say I like Lu Mingfei, but I don’t hate it either. At least it’s better than Caesar’s Water of Life.

Henkel felt angry when he saw his leisurely look, but he had to admit that this sword hit his weak point.

This time, the North American Mixed Breed Alliance has invested a huge amount of resources in the new project in Nigeria, and it is also the key to continuing to expand its influence in Congress.

Once it fails, not only will the North American Mixed Breed Alliance suffer heavy losses, but his leadership authority will also be affected.

"Tell me first, what do you want me to do for you?"

Henkel finally compromised.

I can't get enough of a fight with this kind of desperado.

"Help find someone."

Lu Mingfei took out the three copied photos and placed them in front of him.

"Dragon? Or a hybrid?"

Henkel picked up the photo and looked at it.

"I don't know, it's more likely to be an ordinary person."

He shook his head.

The mixed breeds in Japan are basically under the surveillance of the Sheqi Hachi Family. Even Akina Sakai has been recorded, and there are very few fish that slip through the net.

"Ordinary people? Ordinary people can allow you to threaten the leader of the North American Hybrid Alliance?"

Henkel looked left and right, but he couldn't see that the girl in the photo had such charm.

"I promised others to get her back, no matter how much effort it takes."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Okay, it's like something you would do. Where's the more detailed information?"

Henkel asked.

Regardless of their respective positions, he still admired Lu Mingfei very much, and was often jealous of Ange's bad luck, finding such an outstanding successor for himself before his death.

"Her name is Ishihara Yumi, a Japanese national. She traveled to Arakan about ten days ago. The last time she was seen was in Herat. She was seen being pulled into a car by several American troops."

Lu Mingfei introduced.

"No wonder Ange asked you to ask me for help. I can help you, but what can I get?"

Henkel asked.

"You make conditions."

he said calmly.

Henkel still knew too little about him. In fact, Lu Mingfei already had a lot of resources at his disposal.

Not to mention the support from the Japanese branch, he had other solutions for this matter alone.

For example, a $300 million reward was offered to find Yumi Ishihara.
To be continued...
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