At ten o'clock in the morning, Canghai got up from the bed, washed up and walked out of the room, and saw Shi Wei and a few foreigners sitting in the living room talking about the yacht contract.

"Awake?" Shi Wei saw that Canghai was up, raised her head and said hello casually.

Canghai asked, "Retire the yacht?"

Hearing Shi Wei's snort, Canghai said: "Otherwise, don't retreat, you just take them to play with peace, I'll stay here alone."

Because of the case, Canghai must stay in the city, it is impossible to go to sea to go to sea, the police said to let Canghai assist, I don't know whether it is assistance or how to drop, anyway, Canghai can't leave these two days, and he must cooperate with the police to handle the case.

Shi Wei said: "If you want to play, everyone will play, leave you with a name!"

Canghai was not embarrassed to say that he didn't have a good time, he was too high, and he took a dozen American police officers in circles than fishing on a yacht, and he didn't know how many times he was hi.

"What's the matter, I'm not in jail, it's just the police station to let me cooperate, you go to play yours, or you can only return half of the money, why don't you all go and have fun together."

After talking to Shi Wei in Chinese, Cang Hai spoke to the staff who came over in English.

The staff was naturally happy to hear that Canghai wanted to continue renting, and it was rare for a high-roller like Canghai to be seen, so he looked at Shi Wei with a longing face.

Seeing that Shi Wei was still a little hesitant, Canghai immediately turned on the persuasion mode, anyway, it doesn't make sense for them to be here, and it won't help much, it's better to go to the sea and have a good time, and wait for everyone to return to China directly in a few days, otherwise it would not be good for so many people to accompany them here.

In the end, Shi Wei finally agreed with Canghai's statement, so she sent the foreigner who was doing errands, and began to put the clothes that were originally put in and continued to tidy them up.

Canghai came to the next door and notified everyone to go to sea today.

When I came back after waiting for Canghai to inform him, I found that Shi Wei was watching the news, and a man wrapped like a brown man appeared on the news, wearing sunglasses and hats and gloves, and he looked like a michelin tire mascot.

"Why do I feel a little familiar with this person?" Shi Wei muttered.

Canghai was shocked when he heard this: I'm gone, I'm wrapped like this, can you still see it?

Canghai heard that the technology on Lao Mei's side is very developed, what kind of body tracking, and what kind of image recognition, so he hid the whole person, and he didn't throw the car he got it, for fear that some handle would fall down and be pulled out by the black technology of the United States, so the car was all thrown into the space.

The news broadcast is Canghai after makeup, which was filmed by the camera on the road when Canghai was racing in a race, and the police station was also quite powerful, directly giving a bounty of 100,000 knives, and soliciting clues from the general public about the 'Michelin' person.

"Then you prepare, let's go get the 100,000 US dollars, in this case, the whole process is covered, dare the Americans invite us to come over to play" Canghai pretended not to care, and sat next to Shi Wei with a smile.

Stretching out his hand to wrap his hand around Shi Wei's shoulder, Canghai looked at himself on the TV screen, and a special feeling of pride welled up in his heart.

Shi Wei felt that this person was familiar, but no matter how she thought about it, she would not associate the 'extremely vicious' criminals on the screen with her husband sitting next to her, so after watching for a while, Shi Wei continued to tidy up her clothes.

Canghai continued to watch the news beautifully, this station was finished, and then transferred to another station, as a result, within ten minutes, Canghai turned four or five stations, and each station had its own, and all of a sudden, the image of 'Michelin' filled the entire screen.

Just when Canghai was dark, Ping An and the others pushed open the door and walked in.

When Shi Wei saw it, she immediately asked, "Are you ready?"

Seeing that everyone nodded, Shi Wei put the box away and said to Canghai, "Then let's go."

"Have fun!"

Canghai stood up, sent Shi Wei and the others to the door, stood in front of the railing of the room on the second floor, and watched Shi Wei and them arrive at the dock, board the boat, and wave until they sailed out of their sight, then returned to the room.

When it was time for lunch, Canghai went downstairs to the restaurant and ordered a simple lunch of a small veal steak, I have to say that the Americans are arrogant, a small veal steak is almost half the size of Canghai's face, and the thickness also has a finger knuckle, this thing must not be eaten in China, the largest steak in China is not as big as a palm, and it is thin to death, this piece of Canghai can be changed to at least two and a half pieces in China.

Holding the steak, Canghai randomly found a place to sit down, and enjoyed the sea view outside through the large floor-to-ceiling window while eating.

The restaurant is facing the beach, a group of crazy love of sunbathing beauty, now almost lying all over the beach, when it comes to the beach, the first thing that comes to mind is a young girl, wearing a cool swimsuit, posing a seductive posture on the body with sunscreen oil picture.

It's a pity that when you really get to the beach, you will find that the gap between the ideal and the reality, there are not a few beautiful ones on the whole beach, most of them are middle-aged people with big shoulders and round waists, and the meat on the waist is like stacking several layers of tires.

After a few glances, Canghai felt that if he looked at it again, it would cause irreparable damage to his soul, so he withdrew his gaze and concentrated on eating the steak in front of him.

The taste is average, there is nothing to pick, the only good thing is that the portion is large enough, and a normal adult can eat it full.

Just when Canghai was enjoying the steak, three white men sat down at a table next to him, all in their twenties, probably to show their personality, all tattooed on their bodies, among them Canghai also found a Chinese lover, but seeing the words tattooed on his body, Canghai was so hung that he did not hold back internal injuries.

This white man has a tattoo of dung on his body!

An idiom has a total of four words, half of it is wrong, and Canghai really doesn't understand, which tattoo master came up with this, it's all and so many requirements?

But soon Canghai was happy again, for as soon as the three white lads sat down and began to talk about what had happened last night, they were obviously very admirable for a person who could escape from so many police pursuits.

Listening to the three white guys spit out a string of praise words in their mouths, Canghai was a little confused, because he was a criminal no matter what, and now these two people are unscrupulously expressing their worship for a criminal in public, is it really good?

But after thinking about it, it becomes clear that the brains of these Americans are not understandable to the sea, just like many young American women write letters to murderers to express their admiration. Canghai felt that if he was caught, countless American girls would cry and shout to give birth to their own babies.

After eating enough, I went back to the house to sleep, and when I woke up, I went out for dinner, and I found a plaute with a beer and lay down under it, and while watching the sunset, I began to wonder if I would go out again in the evening.

Originally, Canghai was going to give up last night, but now he feels that the social repercussions are too much, so he wavered yesterday's decision a little.

Don't take the good as small, don't take the evil as small! Canghai blamed himself very much in his heart, and felt that he would really be addicted to doing bad things without being caught.

After some criticism and self-criticism in his heart, Canghai decided to go out to play the last one tonight, there is no way, Canghai, who has been praised by others, is a little floating.

Squatting on the beach and sipping, drinking until midnight, Canghai took a diving equipment from nearby, went down to the sea to swim, swam to the shore about fifty meters away, there was no one around, Canghai plunged into the space, changed into the equipment, and slowly fluttered to the rich area a little far from the accommodation.

I drove a car to the city.

After driving for about twenty minutes, Canghai found that he was in a little trouble today, and there were police officers on the road. So I turned into the side path, put away the car, and walked through the small forest to avoid the checkpoint set up by the police on the road.

Canghai's idea was good, but he forgot that people in this part of the United States who don't walk the road in the middle of the night are not good people. So soon, he and two black boys met head-on.

The two black boys who were full of swear words were stunned when they saw Canghai for the first time, because they couldn't imagine that they came out to hang out in the middle of the night and actually met an Asian head-on.

You have to know what the impression of Asians, especially Chinese, is that they honestly obey the rules and obey the law, otherwise how did the title of model citizen come about?

To put it bluntly, the average Chinese are very timid and afraid, and at night except for business, they will honestly nest at home.

These two black guys can be said to have been out at night since they were children, either grabbing a commissary or grabbing a passer-by or something, entering the bureau is the same as playing, where have I seen hanging out in the middle of the night for so many years, and walking into this kind of Chinese in the deserted grove!

This is not that they distinguish that Canghai is Chinese, if they think that as long as they are Asian, they are Chinese, as for what Korean-Japanese or something is directly blocked by them, but they are right this time.

The three of them were stunned for about three seconds, and the two black guys came back to their senses first.

One of them smiled and took out a folding knife from his pocket, gently pulled out a knife flower in his hand, and showed his neat big white teeth at the sea.

"Scold Fake, take out all the money you have!"

Canghai took a look and immediately understood that this was not the time to talk about China-Africa friendship with the two black buddies, so he directly pulled out his fifty-centimeter wild survival knife from the space.

"What did you say?"

As soon as the big blade appeared, the folding knife in the black guy's hand was covered, and the blade seemed to glow with a dazzling light in the moonlight.

Canghai pointed at the black buddy holding the knife with the long knife in his hand and asked.

When another black guy saw it, he immediately pulled out a pistol from his waist, and before he came, he hurriedly aimed at Fan Hai, and found that a repeating micro-punch pistol with a butt and a huge drum appeared out of thin air in Canghai's other empty hand.

Now the two black guys are dumbfounded, as a person who does not ban guns, they know much better about guns than the Chinese, in their opinion, people who play with guns are serious bandits, like ordinary gangsters use pistols, can use this kind of gun, then they are all ready to kill people, and once they want to get up, then not one or two can stop.

Now in the eyes of the two black guys, Canghai, a guy with a big blade in one hand and a pistol in the other, is at least a professional killer.

The two of them are petty thieves, robbing or something, where have they seen this frame, so a cold man appeared on their foreheads in an instant.

Blacks now know that if they encounter cowardly Asians, they will be bullied, but if they encounter strong Chinese, it is better to run away, because from time to time, there are news that Chinese women shoot and kill black people who rob commissaries. Now they meet a stubble Asian man, and they think that Sven has a better chance of survival.

"Hey! Burou (brother), we're joking!"

The two of them threw away the weapons in their hands very well and honestly raised their hands.