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As soon as the big man finished speaking, he realized that he was making a joke, but in fact, his words were completely subconsciously because he saw Zhao Changshu learning to eat.

The other two also took the soul chasing gun in their hands and looked at it for a long time, but in the end, they didn't understand what this metal was not like metal, and wood was not like wood, so they had to return it to Zhao Changlan.

The speedboat started and quickly headed for the luxury cruise ship, leaving a long white foam behind it.

The white luxury yacht is called "Goddess", Zhao Changshu glanced at the name of the yacht, along the way, the queen, the empress, and the goddess are alive, if you meet a ship again, I don't know what it will be called?

The yacht looks big from a distance, and it looks bigger when it enters, and the huge speedboat has become a small point in front of this big guy.

There is a winch lift at the stern, and the yacht is driven directly into the lift, and someone on it presses the electric switch, and the lift slowly rises to the top of the luxury yacht.

After getting on the yacht, the three big men sent Zhao Changshu to a baroque style luxury gate, and out of the gate came another big black man with a shaved head and a mighty appearance, nodded at the three men, and the three big men turned and left.

The black man glanced at Zhao Changshu and Zhao Yushan, and said directly: "Follow me." Then he turned and went through the gate.

Upon entering the door, there is a long corridor with a red carpet and a European medieval wall lamp that glows orange. On either side of the corridor are rooms next to each other, all gilded and glittering against sconces.

The door of the room seemed to be deliberately not closed tightly, in order to let Zhao Changshu see the ship's master's generosity. I saw that each cabin was crowded with people, the gambling tables were neatly placed, and there were well-dressed and dignified guests sitting next to them.

The dealer who dealt the cards wore a straight uniform, dealt the cards with an expressionless face, and the beautiful waitress shuttled back and forth in the crowd with drinks, black silk high-heeled skirts, and a pair of towering breasts trembled with the twisting of the buttocks.

Zhao Yushan's eyes were a little straight, this guy had done a lot of things from birth to death, but this was the first time he had seen this kind of scene. Zhao Changshu not only forbade the brothers of the Poison Dragon Society to gamble, but also did not allow his brothers to go out to gamble. Of course, it doesn't matter if you bet a few times in the torture hall.

The black man glanced at Zhao Yushan, whose eyes were swept around, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, probably laughing at Zhao Yushan for being a Chinese land bun.

Zhao Changshu was speechless for a while, and coughed lightly at Zhao Yushan. Zhao Yushan was shocked, scratched his hair and retracted his gaze, and said to Zhao Changshu: "Brother gun, don't get me wrong, I suddenly remembered my day ten cows." It would be nice if it came here too!"

Zhao Changshu almost couldn't hold back his laughter. This Zhao Yushan is also too bullish, and his way of thinking is not an ordinary divergence.

After the three of them reached the end of the corridor, they stepped up a spiral staircase and went up to the second floor of the yacht. The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, but the color tone has changed greatly, and the first floor is resplendent and extravagant. The second floor is soft and fragrant, with pink walls, pink palace lights, and even the carpet has turned pink, and a faint fragrance wafts in the air. The hatch here is also hidden.

When Zhao Yushan saw the things inside through the crack in the door, he realized that the women he had just seen in the room on the first floor were all pediatricians. I saw that every room here was full of men and women, and the terrible thing was that both the men and women inside were naked, naked! Some of these people were singing karaoke, some were drinking coffee, and some were chatting with idle eggs, but more people were slapping inside, and there were all kinds of postures, and the sound of beauty came out far and wide.

The most surprising thing is that there are two men and two women playing on a table set up at the same table, both men are black hunk men, making women scream wildly.

Zhao Changshu only glanced at it and took it back, he knew that this might be the legendary **party, the chaos in the room not only did not arouse his **, but made him feel like vomiting. People live to this extent, they are not as good as animals, and dogs and seedlings know how to find a place to carry people.

"Damn, these women are so waves, Brother Gun, I think of my day ten cows again. Zhao Yushan said to Zhao Changshu without squinting, his mind was full of the appearance of Ri Shiniu and those women together.

"Damn, can't you think of something else?" said Zhao Changshu with a roll of his eyes.

The black man finally took Zhao Changlan to a big gladiatorial arena, the gladiatorial arena was crowded, there was a round iron cage in the middle, and two men wearing briefs were fighting, both boxers were very tough, five big and three thick, the muscles all over the body, and the fight was also very bloody, one guy's eyebrows had been smashed, and his face was full of blood, but his mouth was whining and screaming and pounced on his opponent.

Zhao Yushan looked at the guys who were fighting on the stage, and then looked at the crazy audience on the stage, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pick, and he thought: "It's really a dirt bun that has never seen the world, and it's worth being excited to be excited about this level of fighting?" Lao Tzu killed them in one move. ”

Zhao Changshu knew Zhao Yushan's problem, and his head was hot when he saw someone fighting, so he gently touched his arm, and Zhao Yushan couldn't help but go up and try his skills.

Zhao Changshu and the two were taken to a box. There was a mahogany table in the box, with coffee cups and cigars on it, and on the chair next to him was a middle-aged man, with a fair face, blond hair, and an excited face, his eyes were staring at the ring not far below, motionless, and his hands were clenched tightly. Obviously, he was very involved in duels in the gladiatorial arena.

Behind the middle-aged man stood four bodyguards, all of them tall and broad, with big shoulders and round waists, black super sunglasses on the bridge of their noses, air headsets stuffed in their ears, and their hands crossed on their crotch. The waist is bulging, and at first glance, there is a hidden guy.

The black man frowned when he looked at the middle-aged man, swept his sharp eyes at the middle-aged man, and then walked up to the middle-aged man and said something in his ear, and the excited look on the middle-aged man's face gradually disappeared and became serious.

Zhao Changlan's gaze happened to catch the eyes of the black man, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer.

After the black man and the middle-aged man finished muttering, he said to Zhao Changshu: "This is our boss, Mr. Rosov. ”

Rosoff looked at Zhao Lance and said, "You are Mister Zhao, I heard that you are going to have a big business with me?"

Ever since he entered the box, Zhao Changshu had some doubts in his heart as soon as he saw the middle-aged man in front of him, because he couldn't feel a trace of aura from the middle-aged man's body. The Angels of Hell are Canada's No. 1 gangster, and their boss has been in a high position for a long time, so he will naturally have an aura of a superior person, but the middle-aged man in front of him does not have it.

And this middle-aged man was really engaged in watching the boxing match just now, and his fists were clenched tightly, like a gambler. It's not like a boss is doing it.

There is also the black man's sharp eyes looking at the middle-aged man, and that kind of look is not the eyes of a junior brother looking at the boss.

In addition, Zhao Changshu remembered that Smith had told him that Rosoff was a person who would not easily meet strangers, and he didn't seem to have much trouble seeing him.

Synthesizing several pieces of information, Zhao Changshu quickly came to a conclusion that the middle-aged man sitting in front of him at the moment was most likely not the boss of the "Angel of Hell", Rosoff, but an impostor pushed by Rosov.

Therefore, when the fake Rosoff and Zhao Changshu talked, Zhao Changshu sneered and said: "Your Excellency seems to have made a mistake, I want to talk to Rosoff about a big business, but not with you." ”

When the black man heard Zhao Changlan's words, his eyes suddenly froze, staring at Zhao Changlan's face, and he didn't leave for a long time. Zhao Changshu also fearlessly set his eyes on the black man, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth became stronger, he had already seen that this black man definitely had a higher status in the "Hell Angel" than the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered his identity, and suddenly slapped his hand on the table and said, "What are you talking about? You dare to question my identity? Come on, kill him for me and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks! We don't miss him!"

Although everyone in the private room knew that this was an impostor, they had to show that it was true in front of Zhao Changshu and the others, so as soon as the middle-aged man's order came out, the black man and the four bodyguards in the room showed their pistols in unison, pointing the muzzle of the black hole at Zhao Changlan.

Zhao Yushan saw that things were not good, and quickly took a step forward to block Zhao Changlan behind him, and at the same time stretched out one hand and lifted the mahogany table in front of him, and the coffee cups and cigars on it rolled to the side. This thing is made of pure solid wood, and it dances vigorously, if these bastards really dare to shoot, Zhao Yushan will immediately throw the table out, and if he doesn't kill the few people in front of him, he has to shoot their guns out.

He had already seen that the gun in the hands of these people was a Swiss P220 automatic pistol, which had a built-in safety link, and the safety link was connected to the trigger, which could be fired at any time, so he didn't dare to be careless at all.

He and Brother Gun are irrelevant strangers to the gang in front of them, and they are likely to actually shoot. Now Zhao Yushan regretted that he didn't insist on bringing weapons. If you had brought a gun, the situation would not have been so passive.

Zhao Yushan's movements startled the five gun-wielding men. The solid wood table is more than 200 catties, and no one can hold it, Zhao Yushan actually carried it with one hand like that, his face was not red and he was not panting, and he was like nothing, how strong this kid is!

Just when the two sides were tense and a chaotic battle was about to break out, Zhao Changshu suddenly let out a hearty laugh, and then patted Zhao Yushan's shoulder in front of him and said, "Don't be so nervous, they don't dare to shoot." ”

"Brother Gun" Zhao Yushan did not retreat, but wanted to remind Zhao Changshu to be careful, but heard Zhao Changshu say: "I said that the Rosov in front of us is an impostor, and he only has the right to scare people, and he has no right to order them to shoot us." ”

Zhao Yushan put down the mahogany table with a "bang" and returned to the back of Zhao Changlan, but a pair of bull's eyes were still staring at the five big men in front of him.

The black man who brought Zhao Changgun over put away his gun, glared at the middle-aged man fiercely, and then said to the four bodyguards: "Put away the guns." Shame. ”

The trick has already been debunked, and it will be boring to play it any longer.

"Mister Zhao really has good eyesight, admire, admire, you just call me Henry. I wonder how Mister Zhao could tell that he wasn't the real Rosoff?" said the big black man to Zhao Lance again.

A smile appeared on Zhao Changlan's face, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's very simple, because I heard the whisper between His Excellency Henry and this fake Mr. Rosoff just now. ”