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Chapter 170: Pray for Blake's good heart

Holding sandwiches in their hands, they listened to Hobbes and Mombat laughing and talking about the mysterious Mr. Black. The three of them unanimously recalled their acquaintance, acquaintance, and time together with Paul...

.Pooh!

No matter what the three of them thought, they all felt that Paul could not be lying to him. If he said there was someone recruiting here, then there must be someone!

But thinking about the past two days of encountering obstacles in Black Bank, the beautiful teller lady did ask other employees in front of them, and the final result was that there was no recruitment plan...

The sense of déjà vu becoming more and more profound and heavy as I worked for a certain Joshu gangster who understood both black and white!

Even the little fat guy Gabe, who was a little excited and fearless just now, couldn't help but tremble a little while biting into the delicious sandwich...

Movies are movies, but if this kind of thing really happens in reality, who can be calm?!

What if I did something shady for this big guy, and then after doing it, the three of me were fucked?!

The Mr. Black mentioned by Hobbes and Mombat was like a magic voice filling their ears, constantly entering into the minds of the three of them. It was impossible to control themselves from thinking about that possibility. But the more they thought about it, this man

The more afraid you are, the more afraid you are, the more fierce your teeth will tremble...

"Are you grinding your teeth? Are you feeling unwell?"

Listening to the rattling sound beside him, Hobbs couldn't help but turn his head and glare at the three of them. What kind of habit is this, grinding his teeth while eating? Why don't you grind them together?!

"Ah?! Sorry, sorry...I...we are...a little nervous..."

The expressions on the three people's faces, as if a cat had its tail stepped on, made Mombatt secretly amused. These three people looked like good students and good children. This must have been their first time in such a smoky place.

Some nervousness is inevitable, but the nervous reactions of these three people can only make Mombatt feel that these people are relatively timid four-eyed boys...

"Hey, you guys...by the way, you said before that someone recommended you to work in Douglas. Where did you work? We don't have any big companies here. I forgot to ask you before."

Like Mombart, Hobbes felt that the three were good children. After sighing, he tried to change the subject and talk to these three unlucky children to distract their attention.

In the end, it was okay not to ask, but as soon as the question came out, the three of them became even more nervous...

You look at me and I look at you without saying a word. We look at each other crazily...

This reaction is a bit abnormal!

It's normal for a normal person to be tricked into coming to work, only to find out that he's been cheated. It's normal for you to yell and curse. Why would you hesitate like this? It seems like you want to hide something...

"Tell me! What are you here for? Who introduced you here, and where did they introduce you to?!"

With such an obviously irrational reaction, if Hobbs couldn't detect something was wrong, he could have handed over his police badge on the spot. Hobbes suddenly slammed the table and shouted angrily.

"B...B...Blake...Bank..."

In the midst of extreme nervousness, Gabe was suddenly stimulated by Hobbes. He subconsciously revealed the secrets of several of his people...

But the strange thing is that upon hearing the name of Black Bank, Hobbs's hostility instantly disappeared, and then a look of suspicion climbed onto his face, and the bald man who looked like a gangster also had a strange face.

looking at them...

"You really came to work at Black Bank? Then how did you end up like this? You can't even afford a piece of bread?"

"I...I...after we arrived at Black Bank, they...they said they wouldn't be hiring anymore..."

Seeing that Gabe had already exposed his underwear, Jon had no choice but to accept the conversation. Regardless of what the future holds, at least the current situation seemed to be okay... at least, the police were still there, right?

No matter how hard you take both black and white, you still have to pay attention to the impact on the bright side!

"Mombart, do you understand this?"

"I don't know which area they are talking about specifically. Anyway, Mr. Black's place is very short of people recently."

"Then, what should they do? They have no money to stay in a hotel now, and our police station also..."

"I'll take them back later. I'll ask my eldest brother to call Mr. Black tomorrow and ask. After we've gone to Havana, there are still some beds available for them to stay for one night!"

"Okay, thank you very much!"

Huh? Huh? Huh??

Just now, Jon was still thinking that with the police present, no matter how bad the situation was, it wouldn't be too exaggerated. Before he could recover, he heard a few words from these two people. And just... left the three of him to this bald man?!

At first glance, Kanade is not a good person!!

"You stay here, Mombat will arrange a place for you later. As for tomorrow, if you are not here to work for Mr. Black, you should pray for his kindness..."

Hobbes, who met Jon again in the future, swore that what he said was just to say: If you are not here to work for Carter, then pray that he will be kind and give you some money so that you can go home.

.

But in this situation, Hobbes' words fell into the ears of the trio, and the meaning immediately became: let Mombat take them to see Mr. Black to see if they are valuable. If not, then

...No need to see the sun on the third day...

As Hobbes grabbed his hat and left, it was almost closing time for the beer hall. When the trio, who were deeply in fear of death, came to their senses, they saw that the people in the beer hall had begun to leave one by one.

.

At this time, the bald man was standing at the door waving to the three of them...

"Run...run?"

"Where...are you running? This..."

Shivering, Jon moved to the door of the beer hall. Jon looked at the Harley motorcycle parked in front of him, completely blocking the three people's escape route. His heart was filled with chills...

"Why are you three so stained? Are you not sleepy? Get in the car quickly!"

Under Mombat's scolding and urging, the three of them bravely got on a motorcycle each. Then, a dozen Harleys roared out, and touching the black leather jacket of the strong man in the front row, Jon gave up completely.

..

This is really a pirate ship! Paul tricked me!!

When the motorcycle team arrived at the repair shop yard, under the hazy night, the three of them saw many strong men covered in red blood and dressed in the same style filing out of a van.

Two groups of strong men met and greeted each other happily:

"Work done?"

"It's done! The work lately is simple, just shua~shua~ it's done..."

"Hahaha, okay, hurry up and work hard. Once we finish the work over there, our income will be much higher! Oh my, the business on the other side of the highway is really killing me!"

Hiss~

Is this gang so cruel?! To seize the market, you have to kill everyone on the other side?!

Jon and the other three looked at the two groups of strong men making gestures and laughing heartily, and what Hobbes had just said once again came to their minds:

Pray that Mr. Black will be kind!

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