When a few people drove to Chinatown.

Jackie Chan took the hat that covered half of his face from his agent and brought it to his head, which was not enough, and he brought another pair of sunglasses and wrapped himself tightly.

Zhang Keqiang wanted to laugh when he watched it.

He jokingly said; "Brother Jackie Chan won't be it, let's just have a meal, not a robbery, as for wrapping it like a dumpling?" "Alas! Brother, why don't you have the consciousness of being a public figure! Aren't you afraid that others will stop you, and you won't even be able to eat when the time comes? Jackie Chan said helplessly. Hmph, brother wants to eat, I want to see who dares to stop me, the world is big, and the dinner is the biggest. If there is anyone who doesn't open his eyes and affects my brother to eat, I will let him not eat and walk away. “

When Lina heard Zhang Keqiang say this, she suddenly became nervous and said; "Zhang, don't mess around, you have to pay attention to your image, you are a hero now, don't take a bad negative impact." "Fart hero, your hero doesn't need to eat, you can honestly follow it, anyway, the U.S. government will pay you a salary, brother, you don't have to care about everything." With that, Zhang Keqiang opened the car door and walked down.

Lina gritted her teeth and whispered; "Zhang's bastard, my aunt is also a beauty, you just talk to a beautiful woman like this, no one dares to do this to your aunt and grandmother!"

Jackie Chan and his agent glanced at each other, said nothing, and got out of the car.

When a few people got out of the car and were about to walk towards the restaurant on the side of the road.

Suddenly there was a shout; "It's Zhang Keqiang, it's really Zhang Keqiang, Zhang Keqiang is here in Chinatown."

Pedestrians on the road looked at Zhang Keqiang and a few others.

Seeing that it was really Zhang Keqiang, he frantically rushed up to the place where Zhang Keqiang and a few people were standing.

Zhang Keqiang didn't look good, no one dared to stop him from eating as soon as he finished speaking, and this happened, how could he slap himself in the face if he wanted to save face.

He roared violently; "Brother is here to eat today, I warn you not to disturb my brother's dinner, if you don't listen to the warning, you will bear the consequences."

The people on the road were about to rush up, and when they heard a roar like a bell, they all stopped. However, there were still a few people who were not afraid of death, ignoring Zhang Keqiang's warning, and continued to rush towards him.

In the blink of an eye, a black American who was closest to them had rushed in front of Zhang Keqiang.

Before everyone could react, the one who rushed to the front was a black American, and suddenly flew out.

Zhang Keqiang slowly kicked out and retracted his foot.

The people on the side of the road didn't see Zhang Keqiang's kick at all.

Zhang Keqiang, who shook his head, sighed faintly; "Alas! Why don't you listen to my brother's forbidden notice?" he said and ignored the stunned crowd, and strode towards the restaurant.

The black American who was kicked out quickly got up, and was very pleasantly surprised to find that he was not injured at all, and he was not in pain at all. He shouted in disbelief; "It's Chinese kung fu, I see Chinese kung fu, it's amazing."

Some curious Americans on the street immediately surrounded him and asked him what was going on.

Most of Chinatown are Chinese, and although they don't know what's going on, they still have some knowledge of Chinese martial arts, and their comprehension is much better than that of Americans who don't know anything.

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As soon as a few people walked into the door of the restaurant, they heard the sound of an argument.

Zhang Keqiang looked at the source of the voice and saw six little American hooligans dressed in colorful clothes, scolding around a middle-aged couple and a small child.

There were a few Chinese who wanted to go up to help, but they were stopped by more than a dozen Americans who were watching the excitement, and they knew at a glance that they were also here to eat.

Not far from a few troublesome hooligans, three American policemen in police uniforms had no intention of caring at all with a lively expression.

One of the rascals had earrings on his nose, and a white young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old was swinging up and down with a sling. "You yellow-skinned monkey, we came to you for dinner, and we dare to ask for money, so if you are interested, hurry up and hand over this month's protection fee, if you are not interested, Uncle Lille will cut off your ears."

An accomplice beside him said arrogantly; "Well done Lille, cut off his ears and show all the yellow-skinned monkeys."

The middle-aged man who was surrounded by several said loudly; "Don't go too far, I just paid the protection money the other day. You're always like this, we make money, and it's not enough to pay for protection. “

The middle-aged woman next to the man hugged a little girl about six or seven years old and persuaded with tears; "Give it to them in charge, you see that 'Dandan' is scared, the child is still young, what if he is frightened again."

Dandan cried in his mother's arms and said; "Dandan is not afraid, you bad guys, if Brother Zhang knows, you bully Dandan's parents and will be like Harry Potter to beat you bad guys."

When the onlookers heard Dandan's words, seven or eight of them immediately got out of the way, not stopping a few Chinese who wanted to help.

Among the three policemen who were not far away from the bustle, a policeman with a meaty face spoke; "Lille, it's almost enough, if things get bigger, your uncle won't be able to explain it."

When Lille heard the policeman's words, he laughed; "Uncle Bauer is fine, I don't believe that China Zhang is so powerful, if he dares to come, I will ・・・・・・・・・"

"'Brother' wants to hear what about you."

Lille heard someone talking, and looked over to the voice, because he was far away from Zhang Keqiang, and because of the partition block, he couldn't see who was talking at all.

Lille did not see the one who spoke, and his heart was furious, and he shouted arrogantly; "That dog, mother, and raised speak, stand up for Lao Tzu."

Zhang Keqiang, who had a frosty face, slowly walked towards Lille.

When Lina saw Zhang Keqiang at this time, she felt a cold war in her heart, she wanted to stop it just now, but when she saw Zhang Keqiang's expression, she subconsciously didn't dare to speak.

Jackie Chan saw Zhang Keqiang walking over and was about to follow, but was pulled by his agent.

Jackie Chan, whose eyes were full of anger, glared at his agent fiercely and followed behind Zhang Keqiang.

Everyone in the restaurant, when they saw the people coming, they all took a breath of cold air, and the three policemen nervously pulled out their guns.

Zhang Keqiang, whose face was full of coldness, glanced at the three policemen, and a killing intent poured out of his body, and he said coldly; "If you dare to move again, don't try to get out alive."

When the three policemen heard Zhang Keqiang's words, they didn't dare to move in fright, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Everyone in the room was trembling with their thighs, and even Jackie Chan behind Zhang Keqiang felt chills.

Everyone present looked at Zhang Keqiang, who was full of murderous aura, and his roots did not look like a person, but a killing god with no human feelings.

Zhang Keqiang slowly came to the stool next to Lille and sat down. "I'm here, you just said what you want to do to me, tell me now, I, Zhang Keqiang, really want to hear it."

Lille saw Zhang Keqiang sitting on a stool less than a meter away from him, and a cold rush rushed to him, and he knelt down uncontrollably, only to feel a rush of urine.

Not far away, several people smelled a smell of urine.