The bald head still felt that he was very handsome in doing this, and his subordinates who taught him in front of outsiders seemed to have a supernatural status, and glanced at Yang Hao proudly, and then slapped Tom in the face, "I can't even beat an oriental man, waste, bad seed." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Tom didn't dare to dodge in the slightest, and he still slapped his palm on the head.

Finally, after the bald hair was gone, Tom hurriedly had someone take him to the hospital and leave this place of right and wrong.

Before leaving, he glared at Yang Hao with great resentment, Yang Hao could see it clearly, but he didn't even give him a look.

"What are you going to do with the person who hit me?" The bald head didn't care about him, kicked the chair in front of him away, and the little brother behind him immediately brought a chair from the side for the bald head to sit down.

"What do you want to do?" Yang Hao was not in a hurry, and only a group of them were left in the noisy bar just now.

"Lose your money or lose your life." The bald head is also simple, although Yang Hao's fearless appearance made him feel a little uneasy, but thinking that he had brought so many people and the boss behind the scenes to support him, he was just a young oriental man, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

"What if I don't want to choose any of them?" Yang Hao finally put down the wine glass in his hand.

"Yes, too." The bald head grinned, revealing a large gold tooth inlaid on the left, and snapped his fingers with one hand. The little brothers behind him immediately took a step forward and looked at Yang Hao with a fierce look.

"Shoot lightly, don't kill you." This kind of small role can't take the turn of the bald head to shoot at all, and after speaking, he wants to get up and walk to the side to watch the play.

However, Yang Hao's movements were faster than him, and he saw the wine bottle again!

Yang Hao really wants to thank the pair of girls at the next table for drinking so much beer and providing him with a lot of convenience. The hard beer bottle exploded on the bald forehead, and as if no one was around, he threw the remaining half of the beer bottle in his hand on the ground, and Yang Hao pushed away the table in front of him.

"Want to see who's trash?"

From the very beginning, the disdain and contempt for the Orientals in this bald tone angered Yang Hao, and he didn't mind letting him know to learn to learn manners, Yang Hao thought cruelly. He picked up another wine bottle, covered his head with his bald head and half-bent over, and a beer bottle hit the back of his head again.

The bald head let out a terrible cry and fell to the ground motionless.

Only then did the surrounding little brothers react and shouted angrily towards Yang Hao. Yang Hao was a little regretful, he only had a wine bottle at hand and no bricks, otherwise he could stage the legend of Brother Brick again.

However, the bald people didn't expect to encounter hard stubble on their own territory, and they didn't bring weapons when they came out, so it was convenient for Yang Hao, a wine bottle, and they screamed but no one dared to step forward.

With one hand, he grabbed the arm of the person closest to him, pressed him to the table, and patted him lightly on the cheek, "Who's your boss?" ”

"Who? Who? This foreigner was obviously frightened, and he had no intention of listening to Yang Hao's words.

"Boss? Boss? Yang Hao asked a few times, and slapped the man on the head, "Why are you so stupid, you don't understand?" "Give yourself a thumbs up.

"Understood, understood." Feeling that Yang Hao was pressing his hand harder and harder, the man nodded busily, "Yes, it's Gree." ”

"Take me to him."

"No, no." That man didn't dare, and Gree wasn't something they could see.

"Huh?" Yang Hao frowned unhappily, and as soon as his fingers were forced, the man only felt that his bones were about to be pinched off, "He can, he can." Pointing to the silent bald head on the ground.

Letting go of the man, Yang Hao took the wine on the side and opened it and splashed it on the bald face.

The cold touch made the bald head open his eyes all of a sudden, and his head was sticky + greasy and painful, making him hum unstoppably.

"Awake?" Yang Hao chuckled, stepped on the bald back, and crushed it hard, "How about the Oriental man?" ”

The bald guy didn't reply, and the muscles all over his body were tense, but the blood loss made him dizzy and weak, and he raised his hand to resist Yang Hao at all. Humiliated, he was trampled on the ground, and the bald guy hated himself for not coming out with a gun.

"You, don't be complacent." The bald guy still couldn't help but say.

"Take me to Gree."

"How do you know Gree?" The bald guy was shocked, could it be that this person was sent by his opponent to deliberately find fault? If you bring him to Gree, I'm afraid I will be shot by Gree on the spot. No, no!

"I'm just looking for him to do business, don't worry, he will be grateful to you." Yang Hao squatted down and attached himself to his ear and said a few words, the bald expression changed again and again, and finally agreed.

An hour later, in Gree's luxury villa, on the imported handmade luxury sofa, Gree was wearing a black nightgown and holding a cigar with a expressionless face, and his bald head stood in front of him to report, and the wound on his head had been bandaged.

"Let's go down first." Gree waved his hand, and the bald guy ran out of the villa in a hurry.

"I'm afraid it's not good for the person who injured me to come back to do business." Grepi said at Yang Hao with a smile.

"Then I'm not very good at English, can you speak it slower?" Yang Hao has a heart to maneuver.

Gree really sank his face, waved his hand, and the person behind him bent down and left, and walked in with a man not long after. The man was also wearing a nightgown, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he was very dissatisfied and said to Gree, "Why did you call me here so late?" Got a share of the money? ”

"This man doesn't speak English well."

Come on, let yourself be the translator again. The man muttered two dissatisfied sentences and looked at Yang Hao, "Chinese? ”

"Hmm." Yang Hao raised his eyebrows, it is naturally more convenient to have someone who can understand Chinese.

"Say, what are the requirements? Bid. The man seemed to be talking about the weather today, leaning on the sofa with one hand and yawning a little.

"I'm looking for someone." Yang Hao didn't have a photo of the woman in his hand, so he could only ask them to find it by the local underground forces, he knew that they had their own methods.

"Materials." The man glanced at him dissatisfiedly, and didn't say anything clearly, how to find it?

"I don't have a picture of her, and I don't know what her name is, and where she lives, otherwise I wouldn't have looked for you." Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and crossed Erlang's legs, "I walked out of the Futo sushi restaurant at half past ten tonight, wearing a red long dress, a white scarf, and blonde hair. ”

"You have too little information, it's very troublesome to look up."

"Price is not an issue." Yang Hao shook his head and took out a card and put it on the table, "This is a deposit, fifty thousand pounds." ”