Chapter Seventy-Seven: Black Gangs
On the same day, the two took a long-distance bus to Tongxian on the outskirts of Beijing, where they should eat and drink in a restaurant box.
"What the hell is going on, can you say it?" Lan Mu picked up his wine glass and asked as he clinked glasses with Fang Moqi.
Fang Moqi suffocated this glass of wine in one gulp, and when he counted it, he had already drunk one and a half catties of 'old village chief' liquor.
"What's going on with you and Du Yue'er?"
Lan Mu asked this question several times along the way, but Fang Moqi didn't want to say it.
But this time, more than a pound of liquor went down his stomach, and he finally pried his mouth open.
"Alas, it's hard to put into words!"
"Du Yue'er is my lover."
Lan Mu nodded, he knew this, after all, he had a good relationship with Du Yu, he had mentioned Fang Moqi and Du Yu's sister several times, thinking that the two of them must be a couple, otherwise Fang Moqi could still go to Du's house every day?
"Then how did you become an ex-boyfriend? And the grandson said he wanted to marry her? Lan Mu asked.
Fang Moqi was silent for a long time, and suddenly roared: "Yue'er won't marry him!" She said that she hated Li Yunting! What she likes is me! â
"What are you yelling at! What the hell is going on? Did you two break up? â
"Didn't break up...... But his family forced her to go on a blind date with Li Yunting, and they went to get married. â
Fang Moqi borrowed the strength of the wine and said it one by one, and Lan Mu understood it all after listening to it.
Du Yueer and him are lovers, and they have been talking for more than six years, so they should have talked about marriage a long time ago. But Fang Moqi is a prodigal son, and he has no industry, and for most of the year, no one is missing, adventuring everywhere in the polar regions. Who is Du Yue'er? Miss Du family, the two of them are not in the right household. Du Chongyang and Du Rushuang, who are in power at home, are against them being together.
A prodigal son, you say he has no money, he is not poor, he has a car, a house and tens of millions. But what is that money in the eyes of the Du family? Tens of millions in Du Rushuang's hands can immediately become hundreds of millions, but in Fang Moqi's hands, he is just sitting on the empty side.
In fact, the money is still second, the Du family is not bad for that money, but the Du family can't afford to lose that face. Conversation, taste, energy, and connections are the criteria by which the Du family members can measure whether a person is qualified to marry their daughter.
Even if you don't have any of that! If you have ambition, you can do it! As long as you are self-motivated, let the Du family see that you have potential, and with the energy of the Du family, how can you be cultivated into a handsome man. But what about Fang Mozaki? Just a hunter! The dream is to become a man who stands at the top of the food chain, to travel all over the world, to see the miracles of nature.
This kind of wild pursuit, how can the Du family value it? I don't know if my daughter will be widowed if she marries him!
She told me the night before yesterday that she agreed to go on a blind date with Li Yunting. I don't know what to do...... can only chase to the capital...... As a result, I learned about Ben Latu...... You'll know that later......"
Fang Moqi was drunk and dizzy, this was pouring himself to death.
She was right...... We're not too young, and it's me who wasted her youth......"
"She's been waiting for me to marry her, but I'm ...... Even if I make 100 million, the Du family looks down on me...... I don't know what to do......"
Lan Mu also drank in place, he didn't use the transformation to eliminate the effect of alcohol, and let himself be in a state of intoxication.
Because he's drinking with his good brothers, and he just wants to have fun. He really recognized Fang Moqi as a brother, and after listening to his words, he didn't get angry.
"Brother Fang, you are older than me, I will call you Brother Fang."
"But I don't even look down on you for this!"
Lan Mu said unceremoniously: "You are also the number one hunter in the world now, right?" The world's first! â
"Slaughtering lions and fighting tigers is never ambiguous, how did it get emotionally, such a mother-in-law?"
"She likes you, you like her...... How can there be so many scruples when the two are happy? â
"You said she was waiting for you to marry her, and after waiting for so many years, what are you doing? What do you think? Marry her! â
Fang Moqi was also annoyed: "You know a fart!" What his family wants is a son-in-law who is decent and can not be gossiped about, not an extreme hunter who will kill himself! â
"I've honed myself since I was a few years old, climbing snowy mountains! Over the desert! Across the Strait! Conquer the steppes! Crisscrossing the primeval forest...... I have been a hunter for more than ten years! What else can I do? Do you want me to wear a suit and tie and talk to people about business? Listening to a symphony? Talk about classical literature and abstract art? â
"Isn't that!"
Lan Mu laughed and said, "You are such a wretch! â
"Now that the marriage is free, what do you do with her family? Marry her home directly, you don't have no money, and you can still make her suffer? â
"What does she like about you? Isn't it your pride in conquering nature? Iron-blooded masculinity? Take her straight away! It's not good to travel around the world? â
Fang Moqi lay on the table, his voice becoming more and more indistinct.
"It's not that simple...... Why should I take her? Doesn't she need loved ones? â
Originally, the Du family did not need to rely on marriage to maintain, she had the freedom to choose her own marriage. But my savings zĂ i is lower than the bottom line of her family, in order to make me die, this forced her to go on a blind date, and the marriage was only incidental. â
"For the Du family, Yue'er can marry anyone's child, but she can't marry me......"
Lan Mu also slept on his stomach groggily, and scolded in his mouth: "Cowardice, you are too cowardly." â
"Let the family wait for you for so many years in vain...... ...... instigation"
"Huhuhu......"
Both of them fell asleep on the table, and slept directly in the box of someone's restaurant.
After sleeping from noon to night, the restaurant owner finally got annoyed and directly asked the waiter to wake Lan Mu up.
Lan Mu woke up, with a splitting headache, and after paying the money, he directly turned into a poodle while the waiter was looking for money.
When switching back to human, Lan Mu was completely awake.
The feeling of hangover is gone, my head doesn't hurt, and I feel energetic.
"This guy ......"
Lan Mu saw that Fang Moqi was asleep, so he simply picked him up and sent him back to the hotel.
After throwing him on the bed, I left him alone and went to the shower on my own.
After washing refreshed, Lan Mu lay down on the other bed and continued to sleep.
As a result, not long after falling asleep, around 20 o'clock, Lan Mu was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone.
When he got up, he saw that it was Fang Moqi's mobile phone, and he hurriedly woke up Fang Moqi.
Fang Mozaki woke up slowly, still in a hangover state, his mouth was dry, and his voice was hoarse.
"Yue'er ......"
Lan Mu said: "Don't Yue'er, answer the phone!" â
Fang Moqi answered the phone, and immediately became energetic without listening to two sentences, and hung up after a few words.
"What's wrong?" Lan Mu asked while smoking.
Fang Moqi rubbed his face, made himself more sober and said: "Your passport has been brought back, the visa has been obtained, the air tickets have been booked, the flight at 21 o'clock, we should get down to business." â
Lan Mu came out after washing, saw Fang Moqi's haggard appearance and asked, "Can you do it in this state?" Why don't you delay for a day? â
"Slow down on the plane! It can't be delayed any longer, Ereda's life and death are uncertain, and it can be a day sooner. â
Fang Moqi jumped out of bed and took a quick shower.
The two got out of the hotel and went straight to Beijing Airport by car.
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More than ten hours later, at about 17 o'clock in the afternoon in the United States, the two arrived in Los Angeles on tourist visas.
"How so? Open the hotel first or ......," Lan Mu asked.
Fang Moqi walked to the ATM at the airport and took out a card track.
"Withdrawing money, of course!"
I took a thick wad of 50,000 US dollars and put it in my backpack.
The two of them took a car to a place called Kindley Apartments.
After taking the elevator to the 12th floor, Lan Mu saw a lot of young people in green T-shirts in the corridor, most of them black.
A black man walked over tremblingly, as if he had been drugged, and he was very happy. He pointed at Fang Moqi with his chin and asked, "Who are you looking for?" â
Fang Moqi replied, "Is Franklin here?" â
"Let's just say that Sugarman is looking for him and has a big business to talk to him."
The two of them communicate in the English of the neighborhood unique to the United States, although it is also English, but Lan Mu sounds very difficult.
The black man did not convey it immediately, but asked in a very rhythmic manner, "How much business?" â
Fang Moqi smiled: "At least 500,000 US dollars." â
As soon as these words came out, all the people in the corridor looked at them.
Fang Moqi was very calm and looked ahead.
The black man nodded, made an OK gesture, and turned and entered a room next to the safe passage.
After a while the black man came out again and beckoned to them.
"Come in!"
Lan Mu and Fang Moqi walked over, and at this time, Lan Mu said in a low voice: "These people are gangs? â
"Yes, the local gangs in Los Angeles, we need to find them for our weapons, intelligence, hideouts, vehicles, and even fake identities."
"After all, they are local snakes, and they only need money, which is very convenient."
Lan Mu asked, "Aren't you afraid that they will also sell information to the Gates family?" Betraying us? â
"No, it's a black gang! And the Gates family used to be the ...... of K Society" Fang Mozaki had planned it a long time ago and was confident.
"Well, you're familiar with the road, so I won't worry about it......"
Lan Mu nodded, and suddenly asked again, "Who is Sugarman?" â
Fang Moqi was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.
Lan Mu smiled: "It won't be your English name, right?" Hahaha! â
"Laugh at your sister!"
Fang Moqi walked into the room with a straight face, and Lan Mu also hurriedly followed.
There were four black men in it, two big black men wearing gold chains, and two women with their heads under them.
The two black men smoked cigars while sitting on the couch enjoying the service.
One of the strong men with lips as thick as sausages laughed when he saw Fang Moqi.
"Sugarman! I love doing business with you the most! â
Fang Moqi's face was expressionless and impassive.
Lan Mu was embarrassed, frightened.
, when you talk about business, put your pants on!