"Hi, guys, guess who I saw just now?" With a bang, the door of an underground bar was pushed open, and a guy who looked not old walked in from outside with excitement and came to a small round table full of people.

In the United States, the control of tobacco and alcohol is extremely strict. According to the explicit regulations of the United States, people under the age of 21 are not allowed to smoke or drink. When they buy tobacco and alcohol in supermarkets or stores, they need to show their ID cards. If they are not twenty-one years old, they will naturally not be sold to them. The same is true in most bars, and they are forbidden to drink.

At the same time, if people over the age of 21 go to buy cigarettes and alcohol for them, it is illegal and will be sentenced.

But just like domestic Internet cafes, although there are explicit regulations, there are still many people who take advantage of loopholes.

So in the United States, there are special underground bars, which are specially used to entertain young people under the age of 21.

After all, many of those high school students, or those who have just entered the first year and sophomore year, are still very rebellious.

For things like tobacco and alcohol, they always have to try out the things that are not allowed in the country and home. Who said this is a free country? At this time, these people were obviously those under the age of twenty-one, but were happily drinking beer.

"Who else can you see? Which one should I call?" Looking at the person coming in, a young man on the table couldn't help but chuckled.

"Bunian, your mouth smells like your sunflower." Hearing the man's words, the person who had just entered said unhappy.

"It's like you've smelled it." Hearing the man's words, the man named Bunian immediately rushed back.

"Who is special? Don't be bullshit there, let Baron continue to talk." Seeing that the two of them were about to continue choking, the young man sitting in the distance, wearing a cowboy hat couldn't help but curse. Hearing his words, the two of them who had to continue to quarrel, couldn't help but shut up their mouths, and the one who had just run in picked up a new bottle of beer, opened it and took a sip before continuing to say.

"I just saw that Dilya's little watch smashed." Looking at the people in front of him, the man named Baron whispered.

"Dilia? I know her, the girl who is very well-behaved at home but is very wild when she was in school. I heard that she can change her boyfriend faster than changing clothes. Tsk, I really don't know if she is loose." At this time, another young man next to him said, touching his chin, and when he heard his words, everyone else laughed, obviously he had heard the legend about this girl.

"Farke, do you believe what those people say? Who is Delia's dad? Bob George, which boy dares to talk to her? Remington, who is not afraid of his father, pushes into his anus?" Hearing the laughter of these people, the cowboy hat here couldn't help laughing at himself. He knew the ability of this guy named Bob George, and no one dared to provoke that guy, because he was a bastard who could shoot.

"Uh, hehe, I'm not talking about this. I just met her the most, and her father, and there were many horses on the car. I asked casually where they were going, and then they said that these horses were sent to the Green Forest. I looked and found that the horses there were all good horses, all of them were Quarters, and there was a very large horse. It was probably not a big price. Those horses alone would probably be worth $100,000." Looking at the people in front of me, Baron remembered what he came over to say, and immediately corrected the building that was a little crooked, and said seriously.

"100,000 US dollars, tsk, what's that? I heard that Lehman recently brought a batch of cows for Green Forest, 20,000 Angus cows. How much are these cows worth? 20 million US dollars, that damn Chinese guy." At this time, Bunian, who was just talking, also said with a ferocious look on his face. There are quite a few people in the US who hate the rich.

"There is also that ranch, worth 280 million." At this time, the young man wearing a cowboy hat said lightly.

"By the way, Faraday, when that Chinese man was recruiting, it seemed like you had applied for a job, how about that guy, is it easy to deal with?" Baron here immediately asked when he heard the words of the cowboy hat.

"Hmph, what else can it be? A yellow-skinned monkey who looks very weak. With the few stinky money in his hand, he dares to come to us to be proud." Hearing what Baron said, the cowboy hat said with an upset look on his face.

Yes, Jiang Hai also knew this cowboy hat. It was one of the people Robbins found when he went to the tavern to recruit people. The guy named Faraday was the one who Jiang Hai did not hire and drove away in the end.

This person is too arrogant and wants to bully Jiang Hai. Is Jiang Hai so easy to deal with? Just kidding!

"Hey, since you see him so unhappy, do we want us to mess with him and spend some money at the same time?" Hearing Faraday's words, Bunian here suddenly turned aside, and he looked at Faraday in front of him with a smile. Hearing his words, the other people showed a hint of excitement on their faces, as if people of their age were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones they lacked the most.

What's more, these guys don't have a stable job. If you want to avoid starving to death, you can spend money at the same time, you have to think of some ways to make money. It is obvious that blackmailing Chinese rich people will look good to them.

"Will there be any trouble?" Hearing the words of several people, Baron here hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice.

"What trouble will be? Chinese people are famously timid. As long as they hit and knock casually, they will give them money." Hearing Baron's words, Bunian said with disdain.

There are many Chinese in the United States, but they are basically divided into three types. The first type is the Chinese who grew up here. From a long time ago, immigrated or were sold to piglets. These people have their own local power, which is very difficult to mess with. But similarly, because these people have been here for too long, although they still have yellow skin, most of them can't even say Chinese characters. They will say they are American imperialists, not Chinese. These people have integrated into this society and become part of the American imperialist.

The second type is people who have immigrated through investment or technology in recent years.

There are some Yanhuang species in the bones of these people, but they will indeed develop better in the United States, so they come here.

The third type is some rich people who immigrated, but these rich people have another identity in China, criminals.

Some people who ran away with public funds, or some corrupt officials, after they arrived in the US, did not dare to be too arrogant. Although they had a lot of money, they did not dare to call the police, and they did not have the public identity, so they just talked about the targets of extortion for those gangs.

Commonly known as the ATM, the rich lamb. Obviously, these people think that Jiang Hai is also like this, but unfortunately, they miscalculated it!

"But he hired Robbins, Burke, Philipmon, Harriman and Bell, and these people were in trouble." After thinking about it, Faraday here said with some annoyance when he went to see Jiang Hai together that day.

"They are all from our uncles, so I don't believe that they will shoot us for a foreigner. Isn't it just for money? At that time, the worst part will be divided. As for Harriman and Bell, they will probably pretend that they didn't see it!" At this time, Bunian chuckled and said confidently, as if he had seen Jiang Hai trembling and taking out the money, but will things really be as easy as he imagined? Sometimes people are too naive, which is not a good thing...

"Ah snee..." Jiang Hai, who was in Boston, also felt his nose itch and he sneeze.

"What's wrong with the boss? Have you caught a cold?" Robbins here couldn't help but ask with a smile when he heard Jiang Hai's sneezing.

"No, I guess I got pollen or something." Rubbed my nose. Since being possessed by the real dragon spirit, Jiang Hai's physical fitness has reached the limit of human beings. It's a bit nonsense to say that it's not to avoid the cold and heat, but at least under normal circumstances, you won't catch a cold. Now you sneeze, probably because you smell something you shouldn't smell, or you're talking about yourself?

After shook his head and putting this superstitious statement behind his head, Jiang Hai looked at the gun shop in front of him.

From the outside, the American gun shop is almost the same as the domestic small supermarket, except that the guns are placed inside.

When Jiang Hai walked into the gun shop, he couldn't help but feel a little silence. The gun shop here was really fierce.

I only saw that at this time, there were guns in front of him. In the counter, on the wall, and on the shelves in the middle of the store, all the guns were placed long. The counters were basically pistols, and there were all kinds of guns hanging on the walls. Jiang Hai knew a lot, such as M16, AK47, and of course, most of the guns were not recognized by Jiang Hai.

For example, Galil of Israel and G3 of Germany look similar to AK, so he treats it as AK.

In addition, there are 44s used for police in CS. Well, it is actually AUG, and it is placed everywhere here.

However, compared with these guns, there are more than three other types of guns. One is **, which is the kind of hunting rifle that needs to be opened and then loaded with two rounds of bullets. There are quite a few shotguns here, and there are also the kind of manual hunting rifle, which is a semi-automatic rifle that can be pulled and fired. In addition, the most are shotguns, which are not big but have shocking damage at close range. When Jiang Hai looked at the guns in front of him, there were bullets placed on the ground, which were different from the pile of mineral water. The only thing he thought of was that no wonder the United States had shot so many shootings. Is it okay to be able to put it like this?

Just when Jiang Hai felt that his eyes were almost too short to look at him, a young man in a red uniform walked over from the counter in the distance and looked at Jiang Hai with a smile.

"Is there anything I need to help?" Looking at Jiang Hai, the young man said with a smile.

"Uh, I'm here to apply for a gun certificate." Jiang Hai slowed down after hearing the young man's words.

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