"Haha," Xia Xiaoluo sneered and replied in the most standard Mandarin: "You can be so arrogant, no wonder others call you Aonong. In my opinion, you are insulting the lovely name of farmers."
Chu Xiuhan watched her man's every move intently and turned a deaf ear to Beng Yaju's words. At this moment, she would no longer think about her career. As long as Xia Xiaoluo was with her, she didn't need to worry about it. Even if the boy really
What can I do if I can't figure it out? The worst I can do is not develop my career in the entertainment industry.
"Comrade, what's your name? I'm Yin Guoju from Macau." Beng Yaju asked patiently while looking at Xia Xiaoluo, thinking to himself, this guy looks calm and collected, so he must have someone to rely on, otherwise he wouldn't be able to
Would be so arrogant.
"Ignore him, let's go." Xia Xiaoluo has always adopted a policy of contempt for people he dislikes. He knows the famous Beng Yaju, but no matter how rich, powerful and capable Beng Yaju is,
Why, he has nothing to do with him. Besides, he really doesn't take it seriously as a gangster boss. However, the word "comrade" makes Xia Xiaoluo very uncomfortable, and he doesn't either.
The desire to have sex.
In fact, he misunderstood Beng Yaju. At that time, there were very few cultural exchanges between the mainland and Macau. Macau people's understanding of the mainland was generally stuck in the 1970s, and they thought that people were called "gay" among themselves.
In Xia Xiaoluo's ears, gay has a completely different meaning, similar to the name of gay, glass, and a certain movie shot by Ang Lee.
Chu Xiuhan kept silent obediently and followed Xia Xiaoluo step by step. She was not afraid at this moment because she believed that no matter what happened, the boy could handle it. Women in love are always fanatical.
, having an unparalleled trust in the man he loves and admires.
"Stop him!"
Bengyaju is very angry, extremely angry!
He was already very talkative and gave the boy face. Originally, he thought that as long as the man knew his name, he would follow the steps downhill whether he knew it or not. Because there were too many powerful people in the mainland.
Except for the names of a few national leaders, he couldn't tell anything else. Isn't she just a woman? It's not just a casual thing for him to play with female celebrities. How many women are crying and trying to climb on him.
bed.
Bengyaju was still very proud of his magnanimity, but he didn't expect that this boy would do something even more outrageous and directly closed the door for the two of them to laugh away their grudges. This was unacceptable to the gangster who was used to calling the shots in Macau.
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Regarding Xia Xiaoluo's rudeness, Beng Yaju could no longer remain silent. If Xia Xiaoluo was not retained, it would not be a matter of his personal face, but a matter of face of the entire 14k, and even the entire Macau gang.
As soon as the boys heard their master's call, they all took a step forward and blocked Xia Xiaoluo.
Xia Xiaoluo was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Bengyaju and said with a smile: "Bengyaju, don't make me angry. I think you may not be able to bear it."
Bengyaju smiled exaggeratedly, showing his arrogant buck teeth, and said with a sinister expression: "Comrade, don't get me wrong, I just want to invite you to have a casual meal with me. It's almost dinner time now, so please be kind. Please."
Don't worry, I have no other intentions, I just want to make friends with you, what do you think?"
Bengyaju has always been strong and tough, and he has exercised great restraint. Of course, he knows that this is the United States, a so-called legal country, and he does not have a deep foundation here, so he has tried to soften his tone.
Damn it! Xia Xiaoluo cursed inwardly, he’s a gay again! If I’m a gay man and you’re the one on the receiving end, I’ll blow your ass later! To make friends, you can make friends by blocking the door with your subordinates?
At this moment, Lei Lei and Blade Qu Xiaoyuan rushed over in three steps at a time. In fact, they had just seen the argument between Bengya Ju and Xia Xiaoluo, but Xia Xiaoluo always liked to pretend
The pig eats the tiger, smiling all the time. At first, they really didn't notice that there was a dispute between the two parties. It wasn't until Xia Xiaoluo grabbed Chu Xiuhan to leave, but was blocked by Beng Yaju and the others, that they understood instantly
come over.
"What's the matter? Are you looking for trouble?" Qu Xiaoyuan raised his face and looked at Bengyaju. Damn, there are stupid things everywhere. Before coming to the United States, Qu Xiaoyuan really wanted to find an American who didn't know how to flatter him to step on him and make himself proud.
Our country is so powerful, but I didn’t expect that the one who came to cause trouble was a yellow race. My compatriots, can we unite a little bit?
Bengyaju knew he had met his opponent as soon as he saw the strong and powerful thunder and the gloomy face wearing camouflage uniforms and military boots. However, Bengyaju has always been arrogant and domineering. 14k travels across Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, and has few opponents. He kills and cheats.
It's a common occurrence. Even in the United States, he doesn't want to lose his reputation!
"Mainland pigs, I didn't expect you to come to the United States and become arrogant? Please get out of the way and let that little Chu Xiuhan get in the car with me. This is not the mainland." Beng Yaju pointed arrogantly at the car next to him.
The car looked at Qu Xiaoyuan fiercely.
"I*." Qu Xiaoyuan scratched his head angrily, what is going on in this world? Have Hong Kong people and Macau people who don't know how to appreciate others have forgotten that you are descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties? Are you treated as second-class citizens in the colonies? ###
Haven't had enough fun after decades? The motherland has always extended a generous embrace to welcome you wanderers who are bullied outside. How can you still discriminate against your motherland mother?
"I think you're used to it?! You were born with the sign of cucumber, so you don't need to be patted on! If you were born with the sign of walnut, you don't need to be beaten! If you are born with the sign of motorcycle, you need to be kicked!"
Before he finished speaking, Qu Xiaoyuan slapped Bengyaju in the face with a big mouth.
The slap was so heavy that Beng Yaju's eyes were filled with stars. Beng Yaju's body swayed for a moment, and he was stunned for a moment. He opened his mouth to curse, but Qu Xiaoyuan kicked the guy in the crotch with his vaginal leg, and Beng Yaju bent down in pain.
Come, Qu Xiaoyuan gritted his teeth and said
He raised his knees and hit his face with one knee. He saw snot and buck teeth flying together. The blood was the color of the sunset. Beng Yaju fell on his back and fell to the ground. The extremely coquettish buck teeth were gone. From now on, he would only
I can sadly call him "a horse with missing teeth".
In the flash of lightning, the situation suddenly changed. Bengyaju's men roared and drew their guns, pointing the black muzzles at Xia Xiaoluo and Qu Xiaoyuan.
"Don't move!" Blade and Thunder said solemnly.
Before Beng Ya Ju's men drew their guns, Lei Lei and Dao Feng's guns were already aimed at Beng Ya Ju on the ground.
There was no need for Xia Xiaoluo to call the police himself now, because behind them, there were three mounted policemen riding tall horses.
Beng Yaju, who was lying on the ground, was stunned. What happened today was extremely unlucky. How could two good citizens come out to report a duel that was supposed to be a king versus a king? It's a pity that this is not Macau, otherwise he would definitely not
Give these two policemen some good looks.
"Mr. Police Officer, this is Mr. Xia Xiaoluo, who is also my client. He was intimidated by these two gentlemen and intended to kidnap. I believe the passers-by around him can testify for Mr. Xia Xiaoluo. Mr. Police Officer, Mr. Xia Xiaoluo and
Mr. Martin Davis of Paramount and Director Spielberg are all friends, and I hope you can handle it fairly."
Eric is worthy of being a senior administrative director. He is well versed in the legal and business environment of the United States. He also has a lawyer's license and knows how to use the right time, place, and people to influence police law enforcement.
Paramount Chairman Martin Davis and great director Spielberg, even a three-year-old child in Hollywood understands who they are. Originally, I was walking slowly and casually, intending to read a few Asian jokes.
The policemen suddenly became serious. The three of them pulled out their pistols furiously, rushed forward in a few steps and pushed Bengyaju's followers to the ground.
"Police! Everybody raise your hands above your head!"
The black barrels of the guns were pointed at Beng Yaju's men, and a fat white police officer moved inside as if he was facing an enemy. Beng Yaju stood up, dumbfounded, and raised his hands subconsciously. This was not possible.
It's just a joke, if you don't listen, who knows if this ghost guy will actually shoot.
"Mr. Xia Xiaoluo, are you okay?"
The American police present settled the stalemate in a few strokes. Beng Yaju and his men were ruthlessly fixed to the street railings with cold handcuffs, but they were very polite to Xia Xiaoluo and Chu Xiuhan. A policeman was guarding them.
The pale-faced Bengyaju and the other one called for support on the intercom. The fat man in the lead smiled and stepped forward to ask about the specific situation.
Just as Xia Xiaoluo was about to answer the police's question, Eric stepped in and interrupted: "Mr. Police Officer, Mr. Xia Xiaoluo is very busy. He still has work to deal with, so he may not have time to go to the police station."
"No, the person involved must be present." Fatty insisted stubbornly. Although this oriental boy seemed to be friends with many big shots, he had to go to the police station to record a statement. This is California law and cannot be accommodated.
"Mr. Police Officer," Eric came closer and whispered: "Mr. Xia Xiaoluo made an appointment with Mr. Kurt to discuss something. Otherwise, we will rush to the police station at seven o'clock in the evening to take notes. What do you think?
Sample?"
"Mr. Cote?" The fat police officer looked to both sides. There was no one around, and their conversation would not be heard. "You mean Mr. Cote, the California State Senator?"
"Hmm. He is also the chairman of MGM." Eric nodded with a smile. Only a big shot who is the employer's lawyer will know the meaning of happiness. In the past, he would not have made such a request, and even if he did, it would be in vain.
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"Then... okay, but I need to see Mr. Xia Xiaoluo's passport first and record your lawyer's ID number."
"No problem!" Eric agreed readily. These are all necessary, and the fat police officer has already given him a lot of face.
Lawyer Eric happily handed his lawyer's certificate to the police for copying. It's better to be a big shot. Eric thought silently, maybe one day I will become a big shot.