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Yang Luo used his fingers to pull the wine glass in front of him without saying a word. The Russian beauty asked, "When are you going to do it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a group of people came in outside the bar. The leader was a European, who was two meters tall, with a big waist and a round waist. She wore an elastic vest on her upper body, wide camouflage pants on her lower body, and landing boots on her feet. The muscles on her body were like hard rocks. You can tell at a glance that the power hidden in this guy's body was definitely quite terrifying.

When the Russian beauty was stunned when she saw the big European man, her face changed, and then she lay in Yang Luo's ear and said, "The guy in front is the largest arms dealer in Europe and the United States. His name is Rose. There is also that fat man. He is a Japanese man, his mother is an American, and he used to be a undressing dancer. This guy is an Asian intelligence broker. As long as he has money, even his father can betray him."

Yang Luo showed a bright smile on his face: "Everyone is betrayed, but he is not dead yet."

The Russian beauty said: "That mess has a lot of energy, and there are many intelligence brokers, but he is the best. Killing him has no meaning. If he dies, someone will still do it. Although such a person is hated, it also has great value for use, so we all know that no one touches him."

Yang Luo touched his chin and said, "How could they suddenly appear here?"

The Russian beauty shook her head: "When I first came here, they appeared once and talked with the damn British guys for half an hour. I kept investigating. They all talked about something at that time. But they did it very cleanly and I never investigated it clearly. However, I sent the news back to the headquarters. According to the analysis of the headquarters, Ross came here in person. It is very likely that the weapons supported by the United States and some Western countries in support of the anti-government armed forces were provided by him."

Yang Luo nodded: "Your analysis is correct."

At this time, the five hippie-dressed bands went on stage again, and then the deafening music sounded again. Then two undressed dancers also went on stage, cooperating with the explosive music, holding the steel pipe to show off their slender legs. One of the women slowly leaned down, holding the double peaks of the added materials in both hands, and casting charming eyes at the guys with excessive hormones below.

Another woman took a glass of wine in the hand of the Thorn Bird, and then clamped it with her processed breasts. You drink and feed me and I drink and feed you, and there was a thrill of moaning in her mouth. This greatly stimulated the men with excessive hormones, and there was overwhelming applause and whistle. A large group of people held green banknotes and stuffed them into the small inner two people, and then couldn't help but touch the valley between the two.

Yang Luo watched Rose's group pass by the bar, walk into a small door, and then disappear inside.

Yang Luo picked up the wine glass and drank the strong whiskey in one gulp. The heat-burning feeling continued along the esophagus and the stomach was burned. Then he put down the wine glass and showed a strange smile on his face.

“Is there any other access to this bar that can be left?”

The Russian beauty looked at the smile on Yang Luo's face and couldn't help but shivered: "No!"

Yang Luo was about to speak, but a middle-aged white man next to him was shook his body and stood up with a dirty dress and turbid eyes. Then he walked over with a chair, his feet unstable, and he rushed to Yang Luo's table. He raised his head, looked at Yang Luo and the others, and said in stiff Japanese.

"Can you... invite me to have a drink!"

Yang Luo looked at this guy and said in Japanese: "Why should I invite you to drink?"

The white man looked at the wine glass in front of the madman and Li Tao, and his throat rolled: "Aren't you Japanese very rich? What if you treat me to drink? I'm not greedy, just a small glass, just like the glass in front of them, just a little wine."

Yang Luo smiled and still said in Japanese: "Okay, I'll treat you, because I like to make friends very much."

The white man's eyes lit up: "Friends, yes, yes, yes, I like to make friends too." After saying that, he stretched out his hand, "My name is Diak!"

Yang Luo didn't mind the white man's hands dirty, so he shook with him: "My name is Kiichi Kamei. When I go to Japan, I will find me when I go to Heilong."

Diak drank a lot, but obviously he had not completely lost his mind. Hearing Yang Luo's words, he looked at Yang Luo in confusion.

"Black Dragon Club?"

Yang Luo nodded: "Yes, when you arrive in Japan in the future, I will treat you well."

"Okay, okay!" Diak saw the madman picking up his glass to drink, throwing his words behind his head, "As long as you invite me to drink, we will be friends in the future."

Yang Luo patted the plump buttocks of the Russian beauty: "Go and get him a glass of whiskey."

The Russian beauty didn't know what Yang Luo was doing, but she still cooperated and giggled. She stood up in Yang Luo's arms, then kissed her, and left with her butt.

The madman laughed and was about to speak, but when he saw Yang Luo wink at him, he immediately shut up.

Soon, the Russian beauty walked back with a glass of wine, put it in front of Diak, and then sat in Yang Luo's arms.

Diak couldn't wait to pick up the wine glass, stick out his tongue and lick the wine inside, then closed his eyes and stirred his tongue in his mouth, showing a very enjoyable smile on his face.

The Russian beauty hugged Yang Luo's neck and lay in his ear and whispered: "What are you doing? When will you do it?"

Yang Luo grinned, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth, then tilted his head and looked at a seat next to him. There were five people, two black people and three white people, and Yang Luo could not tell whether it was from that country. Each of them hugged a woman and put her hands on her, making a lewd laugh from time to time.

"Now!"

As he said that, he pushed the Russian beauty away, stood up and gestured to Li Tao. Li Tao nodded slightly, stood up and left.

After leaving the bar, I looked up at the dark night sky. Then I tidied up my collar and walked along the road in front of the bar.

On the second floor of the bar, this is a huge living room, which is decorated in a luxurious manner, and there is only a small window on the front. At this time, an Englishman was standing in front of the window, looking at the street with a night vision telescope.

Suddenly a figure walked out of the bar, and the British said, "Head, a Chinese man left the bar and walked north."

"Shit!" Chikov cursed, then looked at the time, "Ross should be here, Ville, go stare at that damn Chinese, and let me know if there is any situation."

Weirley nodded, stood up and walked out quickly. As soon as the door was opened, a group of people walked in.

"Hi! Chikov, who is messing with you again, I will hear your scolding outside." Ross walked over and sat next to Chikov.

When Chikov saw Ross coming, the anger on his face eased a lot: "Ross, is this going well?"

"It went smoothly, very smoothly." Luo Shuai said and stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, and got a glass of red wine. "Do you know? Chikov, I really hope that the war here can last and never stop."

Chikov had no good feelings for Ross, but this time they had to use Ross to provide weapons to the opposition.

"I believe that the civil war here will continue for a while, and the money will be enough for you to make."

Ross came over, sat on the sofa, shook his glass, and took a sip: "I believe it will continue."

Chikov said: "Okay, when will the goods arrive at the border?"

"Bang!"

Chikov raised his hand and snapped his fingers. A big man behind him took out a top-notch cigar, then took out scissors and trimmed it, and handed it to Rose.

Ross took the cigar and put it in his mouth, took out a golden lighter on his body, lit it, and then said, "I have already arranged it at 2:30 in the morning, so there will be no problem."

Chikov nodded and looked at the two British people sitting opposite him: "Harvey, you and George, take people to receive them, don't have any problems."

Harvey said: "No problem!"

Chikov looked at the guy lying on another group of sofas and was drinking with a bottle in his arms: "George, you damn bastard, don't drink anymore, there is still a task later."

George turned over and sat up, shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently: "Head, you don't know how much I drink. When did you delay your work because of drinking?"

At this time, Yang Luo was standing next to the five people. The five guys had already taken off the woman's clothes in their arms, and did not notice that there was a person beside him, who was watching with great enthusiasm. When a guy was about to carry a gun and get on the horse, he saw Yang Luo's smiling face.

The guy was stunned and opened his mouth and cursed: "Bastard, what are you looking at?"

Hearing his scolding, the others raised their heads.

"Hi, hello!" Yang Luo waved his hand with a smile, then picked up two wine bottles on the table and smashed them hard at the heads of the two guys.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two guys in front of him shook their bodies and blood flowed down instantly.

“**!”

A nigger who was hit on the head shakingly stood up, wiped the blood from his face, and glared at Yang Luo angrily.

Yang Luo suddenly said in Japanese: "No, no, no, don't look at me like this, I'm just a joke."

"Japanese pig!" A black man cursed with a big mouth, shook his neck, and his face was full of grim smile, and his face was covered with blood, looking ferocious and terrifying. "I want to break your legs and stab your ass!"

Yang Luo seemed very scared, and said in English tremblingly: "Hi, friend, I'm just a joke and I don't mean to offend."

The nigger slowly walked over, and Yang Luo shook his hands anxiously: "Hi, my friend, don't do this, don't do this, I really have no intention of offending, don't do this..."

The black ghost reached out and grabbed Yang Luo's collar and lifted Yang Luo up: "Pig, I want you to see how powerful I am!"

Yang Luo grabbed the black ghost's hands with both hands, kicked his feet constantly, and shouted pale, "Let me go quickly, I am a member of the Japanese Black Dragon Society. If you dare to disrespect me, the Black Dragon Society will not let you go."

The Black Dragon Association is indeed famous among international gangs, and it is very shocking to many people. Even those famous mafia families would not easily provoke the Black Dragon Association if there was no conflict of interest. But it was useless to the nigger in front of them and several other people. It was not that they were very famous, but because they were originally outlaws, otherwise they would not have come here to find gold at this time.

“Hey…hey…”

The black ghost smiled sinisterly: "The bastard black dragon, what I hate the most is you disgusting Japanese pigs."

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