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Chapter 749: Serving My Lover

As soon as she saw these black people, Beyoncé screamed.

"Hi, Jason, Stan, hi, I'm here!"

He Shuntian parked the car slowly beside the door.

The black people were chatting, and when they heard Beyoncé's voice, they looked at Zhao Gangjun's car.

Zhao Gangjun opened the car door, grabbed Beyoncé with one hand, and walked out of the car.

"Asshole! Dare to arrest our people!"

"Yellow-skinned pig, let Beyoncé go!"

When the black people saw Beyoncé, they shouted excitedly and quickly gathered around her.

The hotel security guard originally wanted to come up and take control, but was pushed by a strong man about two meters tall. The security guard decisively pretended that he didn't see anything.

"Young man, let my daughter go."

A middle-aged black man with silver hair walked up to Zhao Gangjun and said with a stern face.

Zhao Gangjun looked at this middle-aged man carefully. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, and he had a vague aura of a superior person.

"Sir, I didn't mean to offend you or your daughter." Zhao Gangjun said with a smile and an American accent, "However, your daughter ran into my lover's room in the middle of the night to scare my lover and tried to steal things.

, if you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, I will definitely not let your daughter go."

“Beyoncé!”

The middle-aged man stared and said, "Are you trying to scare people again?"

"dad…"

Beyoncé lowered her head in fear and said, "I'm just going to have fun."

"How many times have I told you not to go to 246 to harass the guests there again!!" the middle-aged man said fiercely, "Do you ignore my words every time?"

"Dad, I really just went to have fun. I didn't want to scare anyone." Beyoncé said.

"Look, sir."

Zhao Gangjun spread his hands and said, "Your daughter also admitted that she went to my lover's room, so I hope you can give me an explanation."

"sorry sir."

The middle-aged man reached out his hand and said to Zhao Gangjun, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Morgan Freeman. You can just call me Morgan."

"My name is Zhao Gangjun, Mr. Morgan."

Zhao Gangrong nodded and shook hands with the middle-aged man.

"First of all, I apologize for my daughter's harassment of your lover."

Morgan said apologetically, "Because my wife left us when Beyoncé was very young, and I was busy with business, Beyoncé lacked discipline since she was a child, which resulted in her current character.

Although she has harassed your lover, I can swear on my name that she has absolutely no intention of harming others. This is just a prank of a young man. I hope Mr. Zhao Gangjun can give me a face and don't care about my daughter.

, if any losses are caused to you, we are willing to compensate you for all losses."

"I'm not short of money."

Zhao Gangjun raised his eyebrows and said, "In terms of material losses, you and your men should not be able to compensate for the losses."

"Mr. Zhao, we just hope you don't open your mouth too wide. According to your Chinese saying, it's like telling a lion to open its mouth wide." Morgan's face darkened slightly.

"That won't happen."

Zhao Gangjun smiled, looked at his watch, and said, "It's almost early in the morning. I think we can talk about compensation while having breakfast."

Morgan took a deep look at Zhao Gangjun, then nodded and said, "I hope you are a gentleman."

"I've always been a gentleman."

After Zhao Gangjun finished speaking with a smile, he turned around and walked into the hotel. Morgan Freeman walked in with two of his men, and all the other men were waiting outside.

In the hotel restaurant.

Zhao Gangjun and Morgan Freeman sat face to face, with exquisite meals placed in front of them.

While eating, Zhao Gangjun said, "Mr. Morgan, do you work in Hollywood?"

"Yes."

Morgan nodded, glanced at his daughter, and said, "Mr. Zhao, can you tell me your request now?"

"I don't have any other requirements."

Zhao Gangjun said with a smile, "I only hope that Beyoncé can make up for the harm she has caused to my lover."

"What do you mean?" Morgan looked at Zhao Gangjun in confusion.

"Let Beyoncé apologize to my lover and stay with my lover for a while," Zhao Gangjun said.

"no!"

Morgan stood up in a flash, then looked at Zhao Gangjun with a very meaningful look, and said, "Mr. Zhao, if you need it, I can ask 100 people to serve your lover, but my daughter can't.

?”

"Oh? Why?" Zhao Gangjun asked with a half-smile.

"What do you know?" Morgan stared at Zhao Gangjun with a slightly aggressive look and said.

"I do not know anything."

Zhao Gangjun spread his hands innocently and said, "I just hope that whoever caused the harm will be compensated. If such a simple thing cannot be done, then I can only ask the American police to help me seek justice."

Already."

"Are you threatening me?"

Morgan Freeman said word for word, "No one in Los Angeles can threaten me, including the police chief."

"I don't care how great a person you are."

Zhao Gangjun said indifferently, "Your daughter has hurt my lover, so she has to compensate. If you want to put yourself above justice, then I can only let more people know about it.

You have to know that if something is known to a lot of people, it will be very bad."

"It seems you know quite a lot."

Morgan narrowed his eyes and said, "Except for what you mentioned, everything else can be discussed."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in other things." Zhao Gangjun said.

Morgan Freeman stared at Zhao Gangjun, a few seconds later.

Card wipe.

The two men standing next to Morgan Freeman took out their pistols from their arms and pointed them at Zhao Gangjun.

The bullet is loaded, and it's not an ordinary bullet.

Zhao Gangjun looked at the two pistols that were different in shape from ordinary pistols and asked curiously, "What kind of guns are these?"

Morgan Freeman really didn't expect that Zhao Gangjun could remain calm when faced with a gun. He was slightly stunned, and then said, "You want to know what kind of gun this is?"

"think!"

Zhao Gangjun nodded.

"I can give you one of these guns."

Morgan Freeman said, "As compensation for your lover, you must know that even if this kind of gun is on the black market, there is no place to buy it. Its greatest use is to... kill hunters."


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