"Man, man," Neil, who was carried around like a chicken by his former colleague, pleaded all the way, "We've been to bars together, we've been to a few parties together, I know a lot of members, I'll introduce you to it right away...... ，”

All of this doesn't play a diǎn role.

Outside the dimly lit back door, next to the garbage can, he was slammed to the ground, and was about to stand up, when he punched him hard in the face, causing him to fall to the ground again, he shook his head and spat out a mouthful of blood between his teeth, "Wait, man," he raised his hands, "I have some money, I'll give it all to you,"

These days, he often gets extra tips, most of which have been squandered, but some of them are still saved.

What answered him was a strong kick in the stomach, and he curled up in pain, followed by a storm of punches and kicks, punch after punch, kick after kick, so dense and powerful, that his screams of pain were beaten back into his stomach.

After the pain was numb, the beating finally stopped, but it wasn't over yet.

He touched Huang Jingping's right hand, was spread on the ground, first of all, the little thumb, was heavily crushed, this kick, and awakened his sense of pain, the pain was so painful, he screamed, screamed out of tune, followed by another kick on the head, the screaming stopped abruptly, and he almost bit his tongue.

When it was his turn to give his thumb, Neil was finally happy to find that he didn't feel pain for the time being.

"Phew," the two black brothers, who had a very comfortable fist and kick, spat disdainfully on a puddle of muddy Neil, "unseeded soft eggs,"

The back door of the clubhouse was slammed shut, and Neil was now so weak that he couldn't even slam the door. He couldn't help but tremble a few times when he was lying on the ground.

Not far away, the glass of the back seat of a black Lincoln Navigator was lowered, and Martin glanced at the lump of cigars that had collapsed on the ground, and threw a cigar out of the car, "Let's go!"

…………

Long. The lump on the ground finally moved a few times, Neil hissed silently, struggled several times, and finally sat up slowly, his left hand supporting his right hand, laborious, difficult, stumbling towards the parking lot, just a few hundred meters away, he walked for more than ten minutes.

◆dǐng◆diǎn◆小◆Say,.±.o▲s_(); Fortunately, there are no cars on the road, and second-hand Chevrolets are driving crookedly on the road. Niertonguò's left eye, which was so swollen that there was only one line left, found the private clinic he had once frequented, and knocked on the door with a "bang".

"Come on," said the doctor, who had already fallen asleep, scolding and opening the door, and as soon as the door opened, a lump of humanoid creatures leaning on it fell heavily into the door, and the doctor helped his glasses. After a few glances, "Dude." Did you fight a bear, or were you dǐng by a crazy bullfight?"

Neil didn't have the strength to respond to the unscrupulous doctor's ridicule, "My hands, my stomach...... ，”

"Don't worry, it's me. As long as you have money, you can cure anything," the doctor easily took him in his hand and dragged him back into the room.

More than two hours later, a "mummy" came out. The right hand was hung from his chest, and the only intact left hand was still holding a bottle of wine.

Squeezed into the driver's seat, driving a few wounds on his body, Neil screamed a few times, poured a few sips of wine into his mouth, and sat on the seat for a long time before finally hitting the car and continuing to stagger on the road, towards his kennel.

Although there were no cars on the road at all, unfortunately, this time, not long after he hit the road, a police car blew its horn and flashed its lights and approached, "****," Neil scolded with difficulty, and obediently pulled over the car.

A policeman glanced into the car with a flashlight and couldn't hold back a smile, "Get out of the car,"

He didn't dare to fight the policeman, Neil grinned and got out of the car, and the policeman laughed unsympathetically for a while.

"Your driver's license?"

"In the glove box,"

A policeman went to get his driver's license, and one hugged his arm and gave Neil an order, "Stand up, feet together, hands hanging at sides, one foot outstretched, fifteen centimeters above the ground, legs straight, feet tense, eyes on tiptoes, now start counting, start counting now, start with 1001, know I shout stop, start,"

With Neil's current physical condition, how could he stand firmly, only counted two counts, and then "clanged" and leaned on the car.

"Both, can you let me go to the hospital first?"

"Stand still," the policeman didn't listen to him at all, ignoring his physical condition, and a policeman came over with a flashlight, "looking at the light, rolling his eyes,"

Neil's eyes were so swollen that there were only two lines left, and he had to be stimulated by the light of a flashlight, and his eyeballs naturally trembled violently.

Although it was already certain that he was a drunk driver, it wasn't over yet, and the police insisted that Neil take another test, "follow the roadside baseline, take 9 steps, take one step and count one step out loud, then turn around and walk back,"

Neil really didn't want to take this test, "Officer, I drank alcohol," he walked towards his car, trying to take the bottle out of the car, "Can you let me go to the hospital first,"

"Stand still," the two policemen immediately tensed and put their hands on their waists.

Egany had no choice but to cooperate like a clown to complete this last test, with his current physical condition, even if he didn't drink, then these dozen or so steps must have been crooked.

When he walked back to his place with difficulty, he saw a policeman, wearing gloves, playfully holding the bottle he had put in the car that had been opened, and drinking the ordinary wine bottle and swaying, why didn't you find this earlier!

Regarding drunk driving, California law specifically stipulates that if there is alcohol in the car, it must be filled, sealed, unopened, or placed in the trunk, otherwise it is considered drunk driving, and finding the bottle of wine in the car is enough to show that Neil is a drunk driver.

However, Neil, who felt diǎn relieved, looked at the playful smiles of the two policemen, and immediately understood one thing, these two policemen seemed to be waiting for him.

"Egeniel, please come back to the police station with us for a breathalyzer test,"

"I'm cooperating, can you let me go to the hospital first?"

"Didn't you just come out of the clinic?" a policeman thrust him into the back seat of the police car, and his left hand, intact, was handcuffed and handcuffed to the fence in the middle of the police car.

In the process, Egneil continued to suffer additional injuries, and the sore spots were touched again and again, but he stopped making a sound in his senses, and now, how could he not understand what was going on?

For a while, he was extremely annoyed that he didn't control it and stretched out his hand to the Chinese woman, on the other hand, he was actually a little lucky, fortunately he only stretched out his hand once!

In the police station, Neil was sneered at by the policemen on duty again, "Is this from the pyramid?"

"Don't look at the many bandages on his body, in fact, there is no big problem, why are you injured?

The United States has zero tolerance for drunk driving, and California stipulates that a blood alcohol content of 0.08 milligrams is considered drunk driving.

What is this concept? Probably given the size of the current President George W. Bush, drinking two bottles of beer is absolutely enough.

Neil is naturally sufficient, with an alcohol content of 0.11.

"I'm sorry, Pharaoh, it looks like you're going to have to spend the night in the detention center for the time being,"

"Can you let me go to the hospital?" he asked at one point.

Nobody paid any attention to him.

The police finally met his request to call, but as soon as the colleagues in the club heard that it was him, they immediately hung up the phone.

As for the female members who had intimate contact, all of them said in unison, "I'm sorry, you made the wrong call,"

No one wants to have anything to do with him, and they all avoid him like a plague god.

It wasn't until noon the next day that Neil finally managed to find a fox friend who came to the police station to bail him out, and it was one of his colleagues at the bar.

Naturally, it was not for nothing.

Because he helped him pay a bail of $3,000, his second-hand Camaro, which cost more than $8,000 and didn't take long to get it, went to this colleague, that is, plus a trailer fee, storage fee and fine, which should be more expensive, add up to less than $4,000.

But what can Neil do?

The original colleague humanely sent Neil downstairs to the apartment, and after saying goodbye, he drove Neil's well-maintained Camaro away in style.

"," Neil scolded hard, turning his face and not recognizing anyone.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the apartment elevator was actually being repaired, as if everything was against him, and he spent the strength of his old nose, and finally climbed to the 8th floor, thinking that he could count his own territory, and finally be able to settle down, he couldn't help but be a little happy.

But when he walked to the door, he wondered if he was a little dazzled, because the door seemed to be hidden, and he pushed it, yes, it was hidden.

The door opened, and the situation inside made him even more dumbfounded, it was even more tragic than the epicenter scene after the earthquake, from the furniture to his personal belongings, nothing was complete.

He couldn't care about emotion, and eagerly climbed under the kitchen sink, disappointed that the $800 in cash hidden inside was gone, and the hundreds of dollars on the ceiling of the bathroom were also nowhere to be found.

Neil, who had been numb from the blow and wanted to cry without tears, finally got the last more than 300 dollars in a pair of stinky sneakers in the shoe cabinet, he didn't dare to stay here longer, ripped off the bandages on his head that were easy to make himself targeted, stumbled downstairs, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

He knew very well at this time that California was no longer a place for him to stay, the drunk driving lawsuit, the landlord's claims, and the people he was blind to provoke...... , the family can't go back either, who knows when the other party plans to let him go?

Three days later, he appeared in Nevada, and a month later, he finally ran to Montana, next door to Canada, and Egeniel, who had been in ...... panic for a while, couldn't help but have some tears in his eyes. (To be continued.) )