(I still have a fever, and amoxicillin and fever-reducing patches are not effective. In order not to cause pneumonia and meningitis, I went to the hospital for infusion in the afternoon for three full hours...)

Taylor, the helm of the largest black gang in western Los Angeles, is also the junior brother of the Shura Sect's Black-clothed Dharma King, and formerly the black-market boxing champion. He has two major hobbies in his life, one is to kill opponents in the boxing ring, and the other is to play with his wife.

The mature woman he had recently gotten started is the wife of a member of Congressman Orange. In order not to cause bad influence, he always put aside his bodyguards and went to have a secret meeting with him.

Taylor is very generous to his lover. He will give away some valuable things every time he meets, and today is no exception.

I bought a diamond-inlaid chest decoration from a jewelry store, but after going out, I found two car wiping workers carrying buckets standing next to my Mercedes.

"Yellow breeding pig, get out quickly..." Taylor rushed up several times, lifted his feet and kicked the Asian car cleaner next to the car door.

Taylor didn't use his foot strength. After all, he didn't mean to kill people in the street. He just wanted to let the young man who didn't know how to lie on his life and death for a few months.

Unexpectedly, the Asian carmaker avoided the kick easily and even turned around and smiled slightly at him.

Taylor immediately felt something was wrong, because no car wicker could have such a condescending and indifferent smile.

Taylor took a step forward and was about to use all his strength to kill the Asian young man who felt inexplicably crisis, but suddenly he saw another European young man taking out a revolver from his waist.

Although he has not participated in boxing for ten years, Taylor's feelings have not been put down. He immediately prepared to kick off the European youth.

However, unexpectedly, he seemed to be bound by something and could not move. He could only watch the European young man shoot several times calmly at him. Until his death, he did not understand what was going on.

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Sheng Hongwei, male, yellow race, 25 years old, unmarried, is one of the red two sticks of the largest Asian gang "Fourth Wild Gang" in northern Los Angeles.

The reason why he can sit in this position is not because he can beat him, but because he is vulgar and shameless enough. He can climb under your feet and stab your heel while stabbing your vagina with a knife. I wonder how many masters who can kill him instantly are all suffering from his move.

He is very lustful and has a special appetite. He doesn't like pure virgins, nor does he like reserved ladies. He only loves those sluts, and even street ladies in the middle of the night.

Tonight, it's time for him to go out to hunt again.

In the red light district, his gaze was attracted by a black street girl with huge fat ass. With a slutty smile, he walked over with a slutty step and three steps.

"Hey, baby, do you want to try the feeling of being ecstatic?" Sheng Hongwei spoke with a warm expression, stretched out his claws and grabbed the street girl's fat buttocks hard.

The street girl turned around, looked him up and down, and smiled disdainfully, "Just like you..."

Sheng Hongwei naturally knew that his appearance was not popular, nor was he angry, so he took out several US dollars from his arms.

The street girl who was tempted by money immediately turned her "sneering smile" into "smile smile": "Sir Ou... Sir, I think we will have a good night tonight..."

"Hehe, then what are we waiting for?" Sheng Hongwei half-wrugged the waist of the street girl who was one head taller than him, turned around and walked towards the small hotel next to him.

Outside the door of the small hotel, there were two young men standing. When the European young men saw them coming, they burst into teasing laughter and shouted at them: "Hey, little monkey, can you fill your words?"

Sheng Hongwei was not angry when he heard this, and turned to him with a smile. Although this kid is a rat-headed and short and thin, he really has a trick to do such things, and he actually knows to deceive his enemies with false appearances.

Unfortunately, he chose the wrong partner.

Just as he rushed towards the European young man, the Asian young man behind him grabbed his neck tightly. The European young man took the opportunity to wear a special brass knuckle cover on his right hand, which was covered with iron nails nearly one centimeter long.

Sheng Hongwei was arrested, lifted high, and left the ground; the European young man swung his arm, aimed it at his groin and hit it upwards. Sheng Hongwei couldn't even scream, so he was hit softly and sparsely. The Asian young man holding him threw him on the ground with a "snap" and it took less than six seconds.

The street girl screamed in horror, turned around and twisted her fat butt, and ran away in a thud.

"You, do you know who I am... I am Viagra from the Fourth Field..." Sheng Hongwei hurried on the ground, twitching in pain.

"I'm the one who's taking this medicine for aphrodisiac!" the Asian young man said coldly in Cantonese.

When Sheng Hongwei heard this, he immediately asked in shock: "Are you from the Hongmen?"

Neither of the two paid attention to him. The European young man easily lifted him up with a slender and powerful arm and stuck his throat with his other hand.

Sheng Hongwei blushed and struggled to say in inauthentic Cantonese dialect: "...Don't kill me...I am also a disciple of the Hongmen..."

At the signing of the Asian youth, the European youth put down Sheng Hongwei.

"...You see, there is also a word "Hong" in my name. This is the proof that being in Cao's camp and heart is in Han..." Sheng Hongwei leaned under the feet of the European young man and said with a flattering look on his face. However, his hand quietly reached into his arms.

Just as his hand held the gun handle under his ribs, the fists of the two young men had already fallen on him like a storm. The fists were falling, and the skin was blooming and the pain was indescribable.

Sheng Hongwei tried hard to stand up and screamed in a scream. Several people came out of the small hotel, but none of them interrupted.

Maybe there was some scruples, and the two young men did not fight any longer and ran away quickly.
Chapter completed!