When Fei Xuebin's motorcade drove into Brooklyn, it indeed attracted the attention of many street youths.
In Brooklyn, only gang bosses can afford Rolls-Royce, but local gang members have long memorized the Rolls-Royce license plates of those bosses, so they can tell at a glance that these cars are imported.
Some gang members couldn't help but have weird thoughts when they saw this convoy.
However, seeing that there were six cars on the other side, they could only watch helplessly due to their rationality.
At this moment, Fei Xuebin suddenly received a text message in the car.
This time, the other party changed the number and the content of the message was: "To North Brooklyn Wharton Motel."
Motels are the lowest-end express hotels in the United States.
It has the worst rooms, the worst location, the laxest management and the worst security.
You don't need any documents to register when staying in a motel. You park your car at the door, walk in and hand the cash to the boss, and you will get a room key. You don't need to show any documents during the whole process.
The boss also has the mentality that doing more is worse than doing less. He just collects money and doesn't bother to ask about the identity of the residents. He doesn't even want to look at the residents twice to avoid getting into trouble.
Therefore, this kind of place is a mixed bag, full of fugitives, prostitutes and drug addicts.
Fei Xuebin did not expect that the other party would set the location in such a place. He first sent the other party's mobile phone number to the intelligence team, hoping that the other party could locate the person's location.
However, the intelligence team reported back that the other party had shut down its phone again.
Since it was a new number, there was no way to prepare it in advance, so the positioning failed again.
Failure in positioning meant that Fei Xuebin could only go to this motel according to the other party's request.
Although he was very reluctant in his heart, he could only go there bravely.
And this motel is just on the edge of North Brooklyn.
As soon as the motorcade arrived at the door of the hotel, they saw at least seven or eight scantily clad women standing at the door. These women would wave to men whenever they saw them driving, and the male drivers would immediately stop next to them and lower their windows to "communicate" with them.
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The content of the exchange is nothing more than what kind of services are provided and how much remuneration is required.
If an agreement is reached, the woman will get into the man's passenger seat or go to the motel room with the man to complete the dirty deal.
Fei Xuebin looked at the surrounding environment and frowned in disgust.
At this moment, several street girls also discovered their fleet. Some of them were somewhat self-aware, knowing that prostitutes like themselves, who paid tens of dollars a time, could not win the favor of Rolls-Royce owners.
But there are also some women who have been high on drugs, and confidently come to the Rolls-Royce, knock on the car window, and keep posing.
However, no matter how hard they knocked, the drivers of the Rolls-Royces in front did not open their windows.
So, several people knocked on the windows all the way to the car where Fei Xuebin was sitting.
Fei Xuebin looked through the window at these skinny women with rotten teeth and even severe tooth loss at a young age. As if he had seen a ghost, he cursed in the car: "What the hell are these?
Shit! Get them away and keep them away from my car!"
The bodyguard in the passenger seat turned around and explained: "Master, these women are just like that. We don't need to worry about her. They will leave on their own if they can't knock on the window."
As he spoke, he added: "Have you seen a lot of discarded disposable syringes on the roadside? They are all used by these women. Each of them is an addict. They earn some money by standing on the street every day.
Many people who buy contraband have AIDS, so for the sake of safety we should not open the windows."
"Fuck!" Fei Xuebin felt nauseated and cursed angrily: "It's so damn disgusting!"
Fortunately, the women didn't bother. Seeing that no one opened the window, they all returned to the roadside and continued to look for other targets.
At this time, Fei Xuebin's cell phone rang again.
He quickly lowered his head to look, only to see that this time it was another text message from a new unknown number, and the content of the text message was: "Did you see the blond woman on the side of the road who lost two front teeth? Get out of the car and walk to
Go to her, stuff a thousand dollars into her collar, and she will give you something. My people are watching you, so don't play any tricks, otherwise, just wait to collect your son's body!"