At this time, a group of dancers changed on the stage and began to dance some very tempting dances.

Yang Xiaoji picked up a few rice knives and threw them into the air.

The bills fell like snowflakes.

Immediately, a riot broke out in the surroundings, rushing towards the bills like zombies coming out of the cage.

The out-of-control scene made those agents helpless, and they were staggered by the crowd.

Yang Xiaoji took out a few rice knives from his backpack and threw them on top of the agent's head.

Even the bartenders rushed out to grab the money, and the agents completely lost control of the scene.

And Yang Xiaoji saw the opportunity and quickly left through the back door.

After the scene of the nightclub was controlled, several agents realized that Yang Xiaoji had done it on purpose.

Hurriedly called Greg and asked for instructions.

Greg was very angry, scolded a few agents, and then sent several other groups of agents out, no matter what, to find Yang Xiaoji.

It is said that Yang Xiaoji did not go back to the hotel, but was happily enjoying the appointment in the night.

This city that never sleeps, the later it gets, the more lively it becomes.

But now I have to find a place to live.

It's impossible to go back to the hotel, those agents must be there, and neither can the other hotels, and the city system of those agents is still very fast.

Yang Xiaoji walked and watched, and entered the black area of the city.

Hordes of black teenagers, playing rap everywhere, even the smell of ** in the air.

But every basketball court is very lively.

This is a project unique to black people, which Yang Xiaoji has never doubted.

Yang Xiaoji also found that he, a young man from the Dragon Kingdom, was wandering around the black area, which seemed to be very special.

Wherever he went, there would be people watching him intently.

When Yang Xiaoji suddenly realized that he shouldn't have come here, it was already too late, and more than a dozen black dwarf mules surrounded him in the middle.

Yang Xiaoji hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Hey, everyone, I'm just a tourist, I like your culture, music, basketball, and your sense of humor very much!"

A sharp-beaked monkey gill, like a teenager who has not fully evolved, said as if singing: "I think you are here to find fault, do you think that the night in the black area is safe?"

Another teenager wearing a jersey with his lips rolled over, reached out to grab Yang Xiaoji's backpack, Yang Xiaoji dodged back, and then said, "Hey, please don't touch my things!"

It's impossible not to be afraid, these blacks do everything, rob you of your stuff, and kill you.

The ones that are staged in movies and television are not fake.

The black man in the jersey immediately took out a dagger and said, "Give me your bag, otherwise you don't want to listen to our music alive!"

Yang Xiaoji spread his hands and said with a smile: "Why don't I invite everyone to have a drink?"

The blacks looked at each other, but they didn't appreciate it at all, they wanted Yang Xiaoji's things, not to drink.

Just as they were about to make a move, there was a deafening roar from behind the crowd: "You bastards, get out of the way for me immediately, get out of the way!"

When everyone looked back, it turned out to be a middle-aged black man, still holding a **** in his hand, staring at those black people with his eyes dead, without blinking.

The boy in the jersey said, "Jackson, calm down, he's a dragon countryman, do you want to save him?"

Jackson said angrily: "I don't care who he is, I just want you to leave, save your parents and cry on your dirty body, get out!"

Those dwarf mules, still very afraid of the ***, immediately retreated to the basketball court behind them.

Jackson put away his weapon, and before Yang Xiaoji could say thank you, he immediately said: "Dragon Countryman, I don't care what you are doing here, leave immediately now, I can't help you a second time!"

Yang Xiaoji smiled helplessly: "I still thank you very much, but I still need you to help me get out of here!"

Looking at the dwarf mules, Jackson gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's go now, I still have to buy food for my children!"

said that it was sent, but in fact, it sent Yang Xiaoji to the road with many people, not far away.

"I think I should thank you!" Yang Xiaoji looked at Jackson frowning all the time, without any expression on his face, as if he was barely alive?

Jackson whispered, "I don't need your thanks, it's my job!"

He was the caretaker of the black community, and his main job was to keep the parents from watching their children get killed.

Therefore, he tried not to let those short mules provoke others, especially the gangs here.

The community gave them weapons and they could shoot at any time if they needed to.

Seeing that his surroundings were safe, Jackson didn't say anything else, and turned to walk into a store.

Yang Xiaoji also followed, he wanted to buy some water to drink, and he also wanted to see what Jackson would buy?

I thought Jackson would buy a lot of food, but Jackson only took two of the cheapest children's food.

When it was time to pay, the black uncle in the store said, "Jackson, this food is no longer edible, you can go get some sausages and cakes!"

Jackson thought for a moment and said, "That's fine, sausages and cakes, buy them when I have money!"

The black uncle reluctantly opened the cash register, Jackson took out a five-meter knife, and Yang Xiaoji saw clearly that it was the only money in his pocket.

So Yang Xiaoji took some sausages, cakes, and some drinks, and put them all on the cash register when the black uncle was looking for money for Jackson.

Jackson looked at Yang Xiaoji, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he had never known Yang Xiaoji.

But Yang Xiaoji said: "Jackson, take these foods back to your children, don't refuse me, this is not a thank you for it, let alone pity you, if you can, I want to go to your house for one night!"

Yang Xiaoji knows Jackson's character, and he is the kind of person who will not accept benefits casually.

But Jackson looked at Yang Xiaoji strangely, looking at what he was wearing, he was clearly a rich man, so many hotels didn't go to live, why did he go to his house to live?

He had doubts, but he didn't ask or say anything, and he took his food and left.

Yang Xiaoji followed with a smile: "Does your child really want to eat what you have in your hand?"

Jackson stopped, and Yang Xiaoji's words really pierced his heart.

Seeing that he was depressed, Yang Xiaoji followed and said, "How many things can you take here? Just take it, I just want to know more about the way of life of black people, I don't mean anything else!"

Jackson accepted this reason, but only said, "Can you buy some beer?"