Chapter 2 The combat effectiveness of the boss of the East

Dongfang Boss's fierce reply surprised Millers a little, he thought that the other party might be silent or other ways to divert the topic, but he didn't expect the other party to reject his question very directly, in fact, Millers already had some thought in his heart that the other party was the idol in his heart, but now he was not sure, because it seemed that the personalities were completely two people. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Hey, how do you talk, this is Corsica, not you East, you have to abide by the rules here when you get here." Before Millers could react, Captain Sean was already getting angry.

However, Millers was just about to persuade Captain Sean, but the tall Oriental boss did not continue to respond fiercely, but smiled and said to the two Corsicans: "So, what are the rules here?" Although the Oriental man's smile seemed a little bloodthirsty, the fact that the other party was not directly ready to do so showed that he was not an unreasonable person.

"The rule here is to do business honestly, don't make trouble, don't hook up with Corsican girls, want to find girls with the consent of the other party's father, and finally, most importantly, don't provoke the Bonapartes." The most famous figure in Ajaccio is Napoleon Bonaparte, who is very respected by the locals.

"I see, I will abide by the rules here, and at the same time, I will never provoke the girls here, but this is my shop, and I also have my rules, that is, eat your food, drink your wine, don't ask around, I'm just a passerby, I won't stay here for long." The Oriental boss responded to Boss Sean's words with a northern French accent, but the tone of his words was colder than the winter in the North Sea.

"Okay, Sean, we're going to the bar, isn't your son coming back from Paris for a vacation today, let's go to the bar to celebrate him." Millers pulled Captain Sean away at the right time, he didn't want to have a conflict here, this Oriental man was obviously much stronger than himself and Captain Sean.

Sean, who was nearly sixty years old, let Pierre leave the small shop with a curse, and as the door was slammed shut by Sean, the whole store fell into complete silence, a long arm stretched out, and the only light source in the store, the ceiling light, was turned off.

The quiet moonlight of the Mediterranean spills through the windows of the shop, and as the cork is removed, the fiery smell of tequila dilutes the tranquility of the moonlight.

Goo-to-goo-, the liquor of more than sixty degrees was poured into the mouth fiercely, and the stimulation like a blazing fire made the itching of the scars on both sides of Liu Han's head gradually dissipate.

Yes, this Oriental boss is Liu Han, who has disappeared from people's sight for a year.

Most of the lead bullets of the villain's fatal shot were blocked by Safina with her life, but it was a shotgun used to hunt bears, and the barrel was sawn short, so that a large piece of lead bullets shot was very scattered, although Safina blocked most of it, but there were still two lead bullets flying over Liu Han's head, leaving Liu Han with two hideous scars, but the scars on the flesh could still heal, and the wounds in Liu Han's heart were still bleeding.

The girl who was as lovely as an angel, the girl who looked down on Liu Han at first, the girl who liked to listen to Liu Han's simple voice and sing ancient folk songs on Venice Beach in Los Angeles, was the girl who had always held Liu Han's heart, just before the celebration began, and fell into Liu Han's arms just before the wedding.

Liu Han has always grown up in a discriminated environment, and it was the two women who used the unique gentleness of women to keep Liu Han from falling into madness, but these two women fell into Liu Han's arms one after another, and the spring that Liu Han had been holding in his heart was completely loosened.

Liu Han rejected the Lakers' contract extension, rejected all endorsement contracts, and at the same time, he also gave most of his income to Safina's mother, allowing the other party to choose what to do with this part of the tens of millions of dollars, and then, before the wound on his head completely healed, he completely disappeared from people's sight.

No one knows what Liu Han has experienced in this year, and only Liu Han himself knows that the only thing he wants to do is to use constant extreme challenges to stimulate himself to forget the wound in his heart that cannot be healed.

He trekked through the Desert of Death on the U.S.-Mexico border, then smuggled into Mexican drug lord-controlled cities, hunted in the jungles of South America with almost uncivilized primitive tribes, challenged kung fu masters in various martial arts gyms in Southeast Asia, honed himself to the limits of his physical skills, and hunted various animals and people with mercenaries in the savannahs of Africa.

When he finally felt a little tired, the Mediterranean Sea was close at hand, and he chose a small town, where the inhabitants of the island, although somewhat xenophobic, were still strong enough for him to stay.

Over the course of a year, he severed all ties with everyone he had before, because the thought of someone related to Safina would give him a headache, and the hideous scar on his head would itch uncontrollably, making him miserable.

After so many trainings, Liu Han is suddenly at a loss, he doesn't know what he should do next, and he doesn't know what he should do, so he can only rely on alcohol anesthesia to reduce both physical and mental pain.

The scar on his head has changed Liu Han's face a lot, after shaving his hair and growing a beard, Liu Han has completely changed his image, coupled with various experiences in this year, the simple young man in the past has completely disappeared, Liu Han feels that let the innocent Liu Han accompany Safina.

After the pain and itching in his head gradually dissipated, Liu Han turned on the overhead light again, he needed to tidy up the shop, throw away the day's garbage, and prepare to close the shop, he was like an ancient, living a life of sunrise and sunset.

After a brief tidying, Liu Han walked out of the back door of the small shop with a garbage bag, there were no garbage cans near here, and he had to walk to the old port a mile away to throw away the garbage.

The moonlight accompanied by the waves of the Mediterranean Sea on the beach by the harbor, and Liu Han couldn't help but sound again, and the faint pain in his head reminded him not to do this.

Just as Liu Han was slowly walking towards the garbage point, the girl's cry for help faintly came from his ears, as well as the Corsican dialect with an Italian flavor.

The girl's voice kept coming out of some Russian, Liu Han had come into contact with a lot of Russians when he was a mercenary in Africa, he learned some Russian, but he couldn't fully understand it, but the girl's cry for help with a Russian flavor still caught Liu Han's attention, because he remembered Safina again. (To be continued.) )